021 VOICE LIST NINE

[deadliestviper]

Fine.

You've all thought about it, even if you haven't said it: if you could kill anyone, or order anyone killed, from your world or here, who would it be?

If you feel like answering a bonus question, why? Unless you're extraordinarily brave, I expect your answer privately. No judgment.

Comments

[Private]

[deadliestviper]

Apologies. I'm an earthling myself and still not entirely used to people coming from other worlds.

[Private]

[itstopped]

And I'm not used to people coming from Earth, so I suppose it all washes out in the end. It's just... jarring, sometimes.

[Private]

[deadliestviper]

It can be. Try as I might to keep an open mind, it's easy to make assumptions.

Beatrix.

[Private]

[itstopped]

Tell me about it. [He may have just accidentally shot at someone over a completely false assumption.]

I'm Felix.

[Private]

[deadliestviper]

Good to meet you.

If you're not from earth, do you mind me asking where you are from?

[Private]

[itstopped]

Have you ever heard of the Twelve Colonies?

[Private]

[deadliestviper]

No. There's a thirteen colonies in my home country, but no twelve.

[Private]

[itstopped]

They're planets; not states. [He remembers that little history lesson, and how alarmingly close the parallels between his home and Earth have turned out to be. He's still not sure what to make of any of it. He and Gaius had almost reached a kind of peace, talking about it... before he had found out how much of a role Gaius had played in the Colonies' destruction.

Maybe, he realizes, without Gaius here -- maybe no one knows about his home anymore. He's not sure how to feel about that, either.]

I'm... from a world called Picon. It was a fishing planet, mostly. I guess it doesn't really matter anymore.

[Private]

[deadliestviper]

In what galaxy? [Or universe, but this early in an interaction she prefers to think they may at least have that in common. She certainly doesn't know about his home; but he likely doesn't know about hers either, and that doesn't necessarily indicate anything.]

Why wouldn't it matter anymore? Is it gone?

[Private]

[itstopped]

Cyrannus. [He looks a little perturbed, but then it passes into something more neutral, or at least more blank. Like he's shutting something down.] Yes, it's gone. All of it. Part of the aforementioned destruction.