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ossifragant) wrote2014-08-11 03:57 pm
ossifragant) wrote2014-08-11 03:57 pm
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So here's a question for all of you. What's the furthest you've been from home? Before coming here, I mean. This place doesn't count. I want to know how far people have traveled before coming here.
The name of the place you're from, the name of the place you like going. What your favorite city is called. Things like that.
I've always liked traveling. But I used to spend years in one place, even so. Always found myself drawn back to where I was born. It's one of those interesting things about people. I don't exactly miss the place, but I do find myself thinking about it sometimes. What it would be like if we could go back with memories of this place instead of forgetting everything.
So there's a second part of my question, I guess.
Say you go home, but you remember everything from here. What would you do with that information?
What if you arrived home at a time before the last thing you remember?
The name of the place you're from, the name of the place you like going. What your favorite city is called. Things like that.
I've always liked traveling. But I used to spend years in one place, even so. Always found myself drawn back to where I was born. It's one of those interesting things about people. I don't exactly miss the place, but I do find myself thinking about it sometimes. What it would be like if we could go back with memories of this place instead of forgetting everything.
So there's a second part of my question, I guess.
Say you go home, but you remember everything from here. What would you do with that information?
What if you arrived home at a time before the last thing you remember?
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[There are still the wars that he instigated, the civilizations that he helped collapse, but that hadn't been something he'd done out of joy or because he enjoys seeing people suffer.
It had been a means to an end, and he had been a tool back then, not his own person.
It's only now and here that he's started to take things into account. It's not like he particularly cares about the lives of strangers, but he wouldn't deliberately do anything to harm people, or do something where people could get hurt or killed. Not now.]
I think on my feet. It's how I am.
It's strange. So much of this is the fault of one person. Had he never been there in the first place, none of this would have happened. But I don't regret saving his life in the first place.
Maybe that means I'm too quick to trust people.
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He couldn't have known that. I didn't tell any of them that much. What he started was bigger than the both of us, and it didn't even really start with him stabbing me in the back, either.
There was an incident I was involved with. He was, too. If the truth about that incident got out, it would caused the master a big headache.
So I think she made the decision to kill everyone involved.
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It would have been a shame for someone that clever to die. It wasn't a perfect alliance, but I trusted him enough. It worked out well until he met someone who offered him something better than I did.
[Since it's text, it's hard to tell that he's actually not very bitter about this, not anymore.]
It's not like he was aware of what he started. Neither was the man who recruited him away from me.
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Why is this adding up into something that sounds suspiciously like "everything is literally Kimblee's fault".
Like it's not even like she'd be surprised at this point but wow does this ever sound like a KIMBLEE WHAT DID YOU DO kind of situation.]
I see. For what it's worth, I think I can understand that sentiment, too — perceiving the value in someone's cleverness, and not wanting to see it go to waste.
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Granted the version that Greed knows has a very different personality and general appearance but "literally Kimblee's fault" is a good summary of events.]
He was my friend besides that. I'm not about to go seek out vengeance, even if it was possible for me to do.
That's probably a strange thing to say.
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You have a point. In any event, there's not much I can do about it here. Dwelling on the past doesn't do any good.
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Not much, no. Sometimes the most you can do is learn from it and move on, and try to do better in the future.
Being here like this...it's something of a second chance for you, isn't it?
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It's strange, there are a number of people from my world here. Some I never met before coming here.
I like everyone I've met. Maybe there are others I haven't met yet, I'm not certain.
[But then again he likes people in general.]