[ she's used to people not taking her seriously, but it still burns. it makes her resentful. the more he talks, the more he has to bite her tongue. almost literally, because she hides her irritation by focusing on the burger and eating it with gusto.... ]
Sitting and chatting is much better than... adding people to your being, [ if that's the way he's going to put it!! ] for the record. You even seem to be enjoying yourself, soooooo....... Try things my way, for a change of pace.
[ she's ready to continue like this.... until he lifts his cover and she just stops to stare. it takes her a second to realize what she's even looking at, and the horror on her face is pretty plain to see as it dawns on her. then, in a swift motion, she's shoving the burger plate away from her. it takes all of her willpower not to run across the table and throw his plate on the ground. if she didn't think he'd probably kill her on the spot, she probably would have. ]
[ she has no sassy comment on any of this, just that look of pure horror. she says this more to herself than him: ]
So.... you... "We"..... That's the "us" you're talking about...
[ it's like legion, but worse? a whole world? and these were just regular people, not even bodyless souls? just from them all being unhappy? is that even possible? ]
[He's extremely up to speed on formal etiquette, so it's said after he finishes off his palate, even going as far as to wipe up his mouth with a napkin- not there's any residue of god-like beings there, of course. Everything's a metaphor, after all.]
We're breaking the rules of existence, Maya. No two beings can occupy the same place at the same time, no two atoms, comprising of quarks dancing together in polarity can ever be in the same vacuum at the same time. And yet, here we are. We're taking what sad existence that's been handed to us, either by some god who created us or the science that brings us here, and we're evolving. We seek to defy the barriers, to tell the answer to all of existence that there's more.
[He places the napkin down, feeling the look of sheer terror on Maya's face.]
We must look beautiful to you. Our ribbons of endless light, our impossibility of being.
[ even if it's a metaphor she still wants to slap the plate off the table. but she's missed her chance. the horror still hasn't left her expression, either. ]
[ she's so not qualified for this. any of it. ]
But you're not..... you're not defying anything. I don't know you convinced everyone else [ brainwashing??? ] to follow you, but all you're doing is killing people. There's nothing occupying the space you've taken over, because they're all dead.
[ beautiful? she almost laughs at that, but instead her expression hardens. ]
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no worries!!
Sitting and chatting is much better than... adding people to your being, [ if that's the way he's going to put it!! ] for the record. You even seem to be enjoying yourself, soooooo....... Try things my way, for a change of pace.
[ she's ready to continue like this.... until he lifts his cover and she just stops to stare. it takes her a second to realize what she's even looking at, and the horror on her face is pretty plain to see as it dawns on her. then, in a swift motion, she's shoving the burger plate away from her. it takes all of her willpower not to run across the table and throw his plate on the ground. if she didn't think he'd probably kill her on the spot, she probably would have. ]
[ she has no sassy comment on any of this, just that look of pure horror. she says this more to herself than him: ]
So.... you... "We"..... That's the "us" you're talking about...
[ it's like legion, but worse? a whole world? and these were just regular people, not even bodyless souls? just from them all being unhappy? is that even possible? ]
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[He's extremely up to speed on formal etiquette, so it's said after he finishes off his palate, even going as far as to wipe up his mouth with a napkin- not there's any residue of god-like beings there, of course. Everything's a metaphor, after all.]
We're breaking the rules of existence, Maya. No two beings can occupy the same place at the same time, no two atoms, comprising of quarks dancing together in polarity can ever be in the same vacuum at the same time. And yet, here we are. We're taking what sad existence that's been handed to us, either by some god who created us or the science that brings us here, and we're evolving. We seek to defy the barriers, to tell the answer to all of existence that there's more.
[He places the napkin down, feeling the look of sheer terror on Maya's face.]
We must look beautiful to you. Our ribbons of endless light, our impossibility of being.
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[ she's so not qualified for this. any of it. ]
But you're not..... you're not defying anything. I don't know you convinced everyone else [ brainwashing??? ] to follow you, but all you're doing is killing people. There's nothing occupying the space you've taken over, because they're all dead.
[ beautiful? she almost laughs at that, but instead her expression hardens. ]
It's not beautiful. It's horrible. It's ugly.
[ rude, maya!!! ]
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Nobody is dead, Maya. We're all here, together. All of us, without pain or suffering.
[He almost looks like he's not as interested in his meal anymore, as he pushes the plate forward and away from him for a moment.]
I'm truly sorry you feel that way. But seeing as our negotiations are beginning to break down, I don't think I can risk being here any longer.
[John genuinely does look perturbed. Maybe distraught, it's impossible to tell. But just as before, the black fire swirls in his hand.
And he kills her, again.]
I think... I'm sad.