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While Jan and Stein fought, Sophia relinquished effective command for a few moments to her aide, before quietly leaving the command room and going to the NC pilots quarters. She stopped at the entrance to Elizabeth's and knocked.
"I got it!" came a happy voice from the other end, but when the door opened up it was Eli standing before Sophia. The girl instantly shot up to attention, saluting the Captain.
Behind her, Vera peered from the bed, evidentally told to stay.
"Captain, I apologize for my absence at this morning's briefing. I was late, and by the time I arrived, it had concluded." she said.
"In all honesty, it's fine. Not your mission, not your problem.", Sophia nonchalantly commented, giving a half-hearted, sarcastic salute back to Eli.
"I'd prefer if we talked in private, Elizabeth. It's not particularly important, but I would like to discuss something not necessarilly objective related with you."
Eli nodded without hesitation and started out of the room. She turned to Vera, but the smaller girl was already smiling and waving goodbye.
"Have fun Lizzy! Bye Cap'n Sophie!"
With the door shut, Eli deferred to Sophia to lead the way. Sophia lead her to the Captain's quarters on the other side of the facility. It was quite similar to Eli's own, except just a bit larger and it having a nice, well-made table in the middle. It seemed to be made out of authentic wood, even. Everything else was relatively fancy, considering that this was a militaristic facility.
Sophia sat at the table after closing the door behind the two, and rest her head on her hand.
"Elizabeth... How do people like us even exist?". She seemed authentically sorrowful, even saying this.
It was not the topic of conversation Eli had expected, even if she wasn't entirely sure what it was she did expect. She remained standing and at attention, but the Captain's demeanor, even her tone, leant a bit of a hunch to Eli's form.
"Captain? I'm afraid I don't understand."
"How could everything have turned into this? Every time I look outside, I see remnants of things that aren't supposed to be possible. The world wasn't always like this, was it? Where people like myself have to exist? And help in making people like you exist? Why? What sort of sins did we commit, or are we being punished instead of the people who committed those sins?"
Sophia had a thousand-yard-stare begin to form."I don't remember ever doing something so horrible that this is the only punishment... How can we be so sure that reality is supposed to be so... disgustingly horrible? Did God... did He give up? Is that why I exist? Is that why you exist?"
Eli didn't know what to say, the worry that was merely a hint now took hold of her eyes and she looked at the Captain as though she'd been wounded. For a few moments she was silent, thinking, but it didn't take long for her to realize that this was not a skill she'd learned. Contemplating her purpose, why she was who she was, why the world was as it was, in a manner of speaking they were above her mental paygrade. Give her a target to slice apart, give her an obstacle to blow to smithereens, but philosophy...her mother might have even laughed.
At last she replied, her voice unsure. "Things...change. The world changes. With or without the aid of a...higher power...nothing is stable. If the world really was as good as the stories say it once was, then eventually it was destined to collapse. It could be that people like...us, are here to prevent it from changing for the worse, again, she said, and a moment later tacked on: "Captain."
"Yeah, I suppose you're right about the world changing. But why do other people have to pay for sins they didn't commit? Why do you... why does your team have to pay for our town's failure? Why did I have to pay for my father's failure? Why do people like you have to pay for the failures of people like me? Why don't people just carry the weight they make? I can't believe the world is so diseased like that."
"Did humanity have its chance and blew it? Is that why this world is so hellish? Is this even 'Earth', or is this just the afterlife? I find it hard to believe that things can even work like this. It seems so surreal, does it not?"
"It...I..." Eli could no longer find the words. The things Sophia was saying were troubling on multiple levels past the horrorific context of their meaning. She'd never thought of her superiors as 'people' per say, with pasts outside of their professions, just as she'd never expect anyone to think of her as anything but an NC pilot. It was shaking in every sense.
"Captain...do you re...do you need psychological counseling?" she asked.
"I know this sounds dark, but... I think I need a bullet. Is that evil? The desire to 'leave' this, in that way?
A sudden, intense fear overtook Eli, and as if a switch had been flipped she felt as though she understood. Out of pure instinct she checked to see if Sophia was armed, then around the room for any weapons. She knew well that it didn't need to be a gun, or a knife, to be effective.
Sophia scoffed, noticing Elizabeth's panic. "Pfft... I don't want to be the one to pull that trigger. If I die, I'd prefer it to for something I can die for, on a battlefield. How strange, huh? If this is Hell, maybe I'm just a demon that caught up in it all? Probably not, considering."
"Captain...none of us are demons. We're humans. If you...you seem to believe, and then you should know that we're evil by definition," she said, and searched for anything that sounded as though it might help, though it was getting increasingly difficult to combat Sophia's logic, if only because, well, she had no idea how to. "I think perhaps we're evil in varying degrees, and our actions determine how close those get to 'good'. I think what we're doing is undoubtedly good. We're helping people who need it."
Sophia... laughed. Coming from her, it was oddly disturbing. "Bullshit. 'We're' just doing all this for the highest bidder, and now because Volkov wants us to. Good-will my ass."
Sophia then resumed her contemplations.
"God, Elizabeth... Do you realize how closely your past aligns with mine? Do you even know me? Hell, does anybody know me? What about you? Is there a single shred of 'humanity' underneath that soldier? I can't tell. I can't tell if I have anything too. How hilarious is that?"
The jab at inhumanity didn't faze her much, Eli wasn't raised to be humanitarian. That said, the idea of Sophia being little else as well came as a surprise, and she was curious just how much the Captain knew about her. Not that there was any way the ordeal could have been disclosed, at least if her mother was to be believed.
"I know you're an effective Captain. And...I know what we're doing right now is helping New Anchorage. If our work really was only about the money, we wouldn't have allowed so many people to inhabit the settlement. We wouldn't accept refugees. We wouldn't be having conversations like this if all we cared about was our pay."
"Well.... That was a good one, I suppose. The simple fact we're having this conversation is an indicator."
"... Jackspar, is it strange at all that I do see you.. the entire force as sort of kids I've never got to have? I used to be on that track, a long time ago. Then things started to happen, you know? It's strange, how much life can change in a year or two."
Eli tried not to dwell on the implications for too long, though it was hard to surpress the grimness that overcame her. She had a creeping suspicion that the analytical approach would not work forever, though she kept trying nonetheless. "You care about our wellbeings, I think that's a defining characteristic of parenting, required even. If you commanded us with distance, I suppose we'd have ended up largely like the NC's we defeat."
"You're more thoughtful then you first seemed. ... 'dismissed', but... one last thing I want to say."
"Yes, Captain?"
"If I 'go missing', don't feel too bad either way. Every passing day, I want to just leave all this more and more. Don't say anything if I do, alright?"
"A-are you--" Eli lowered her voice. "Are you suggesting you'll desert?"
"Yes."
Eli froze, but the look she gave Sophia was without fear, or sympathy. "And the people who need you?"
"I'm sure they already have a replacement lined up for me. I'll return, either way. One day. I'm an old bitch, but I didn't get this old by being easy to kill."
Again the girl was silent. Everything in her mind screamed at her to find the nearest official to report to, but all the same her feet would not take her, and her tongue would never betray the Captain. She nodded to Sophia. "Yes, ma'am," and started for the door. Perhaps if she'd been raised differently, she might have been able to form a better way to tell Sophia she hoped she would be okay, but it was all Eli could muster.
"I got it!" came a happy voice from the other end, but when the door opened up it was Eli standing before Sophia. The girl instantly shot up to attention, saluting the Captain.
Behind her, Vera peered from the bed, evidentally told to stay.
"Captain, I apologize for my absence at this morning's briefing. I was late, and by the time I arrived, it had concluded." she said.
"In all honesty, it's fine. Not your mission, not your problem.", Sophia nonchalantly commented, giving a half-hearted, sarcastic salute back to Eli.
"I'd prefer if we talked in private, Elizabeth. It's not particularly important, but I would like to discuss something not necessarilly objective related with you."
Eli nodded without hesitation and started out of the room. She turned to Vera, but the smaller girl was already smiling and waving goodbye.
"Have fun Lizzy! Bye Cap'n Sophie!"
With the door shut, Eli deferred to Sophia to lead the way. Sophia lead her to the Captain's quarters on the other side of the facility. It was quite similar to Eli's own, except just a bit larger and it having a nice, well-made table in the middle. It seemed to be made out of authentic wood, even. Everything else was relatively fancy, considering that this was a militaristic facility.
Sophia sat at the table after closing the door behind the two, and rest her head on her hand.
"Elizabeth... How do people like us even exist?". She seemed authentically sorrowful, even saying this.
It was not the topic of conversation Eli had expected, even if she wasn't entirely sure what it was she did expect. She remained standing and at attention, but the Captain's demeanor, even her tone, leant a bit of a hunch to Eli's form.
"Captain? I'm afraid I don't understand."
"How could everything have turned into this? Every time I look outside, I see remnants of things that aren't supposed to be possible. The world wasn't always like this, was it? Where people like myself have to exist? And help in making people like you exist? Why? What sort of sins did we commit, or are we being punished instead of the people who committed those sins?"
Sophia had a thousand-yard-stare begin to form."I don't remember ever doing something so horrible that this is the only punishment... How can we be so sure that reality is supposed to be so... disgustingly horrible? Did God... did He give up? Is that why I exist? Is that why you exist?"
Eli didn't know what to say, the worry that was merely a hint now took hold of her eyes and she looked at the Captain as though she'd been wounded. For a few moments she was silent, thinking, but it didn't take long for her to realize that this was not a skill she'd learned. Contemplating her purpose, why she was who she was, why the world was as it was, in a manner of speaking they were above her mental paygrade. Give her a target to slice apart, give her an obstacle to blow to smithereens, but philosophy...her mother might have even laughed.
At last she replied, her voice unsure. "Things...change. The world changes. With or without the aid of a...higher power...nothing is stable. If the world really was as good as the stories say it once was, then eventually it was destined to collapse. It could be that people like...us, are here to prevent it from changing for the worse, again, she said, and a moment later tacked on: "Captain."
"Yeah, I suppose you're right about the world changing. But why do other people have to pay for sins they didn't commit? Why do you... why does your team have to pay for our town's failure? Why did I have to pay for my father's failure? Why do people like you have to pay for the failures of people like me? Why don't people just carry the weight they make? I can't believe the world is so diseased like that."
"Did humanity have its chance and blew it? Is that why this world is so hellish? Is this even 'Earth', or is this just the afterlife? I find it hard to believe that things can even work like this. It seems so surreal, does it not?"
"It...I..." Eli could no longer find the words. The things Sophia was saying were troubling on multiple levels past the horrorific context of their meaning. She'd never thought of her superiors as 'people' per say, with pasts outside of their professions, just as she'd never expect anyone to think of her as anything but an NC pilot. It was shaking in every sense.
"Captain...do you re...do you need psychological counseling?" she asked.
"I know this sounds dark, but... I think I need a bullet. Is that evil? The desire to 'leave' this, in that way?
A sudden, intense fear overtook Eli, and as if a switch had been flipped she felt as though she understood. Out of pure instinct she checked to see if Sophia was armed, then around the room for any weapons. She knew well that it didn't need to be a gun, or a knife, to be effective.
Sophia scoffed, noticing Elizabeth's panic. "Pfft... I don't want to be the one to pull that trigger. If I die, I'd prefer it to for something I can die for, on a battlefield. How strange, huh? If this is Hell, maybe I'm just a demon that caught up in it all? Probably not, considering."
"Captain...none of us are demons. We're humans. If you...you seem to believe, and then you should know that we're evil by definition," she said, and searched for anything that sounded as though it might help, though it was getting increasingly difficult to combat Sophia's logic, if only because, well, she had no idea how to. "I think perhaps we're evil in varying degrees, and our actions determine how close those get to 'good'. I think what we're doing is undoubtedly good. We're helping people who need it."
Sophia... laughed. Coming from her, it was oddly disturbing. "Bullshit. 'We're' just doing all this for the highest bidder, and now because Volkov wants us to. Good-will my ass."
Sophia then resumed her contemplations.
"God, Elizabeth... Do you realize how closely your past aligns with mine? Do you even know me? Hell, does anybody know me? What about you? Is there a single shred of 'humanity' underneath that soldier? I can't tell. I can't tell if I have anything too. How hilarious is that?"
The jab at inhumanity didn't faze her much, Eli wasn't raised to be humanitarian. That said, the idea of Sophia being little else as well came as a surprise, and she was curious just how much the Captain knew about her. Not that there was any way the ordeal could have been disclosed, at least if her mother was to be believed.
"I know you're an effective Captain. And...I know what we're doing right now is helping New Anchorage. If our work really was only about the money, we wouldn't have allowed so many people to inhabit the settlement. We wouldn't accept refugees. We wouldn't be having conversations like this if all we cared about was our pay."
"Well.... That was a good one, I suppose. The simple fact we're having this conversation is an indicator."
"... Jackspar, is it strange at all that I do see you.. the entire force as sort of kids I've never got to have? I used to be on that track, a long time ago. Then things started to happen, you know? It's strange, how much life can change in a year or two."
Eli tried not to dwell on the implications for too long, though it was hard to surpress the grimness that overcame her. She had a creeping suspicion that the analytical approach would not work forever, though she kept trying nonetheless. "You care about our wellbeings, I think that's a defining characteristic of parenting, required even. If you commanded us with distance, I suppose we'd have ended up largely like the NC's we defeat."
"You're more thoughtful then you first seemed. ... 'dismissed', but... one last thing I want to say."
"Yes, Captain?"
"If I 'go missing', don't feel too bad either way. Every passing day, I want to just leave all this more and more. Don't say anything if I do, alright?"
"A-are you--" Eli lowered her voice. "Are you suggesting you'll desert?"
"Yes."
Eli froze, but the look she gave Sophia was without fear, or sympathy. "And the people who need you?"
"I'm sure they already have a replacement lined up for me. I'll return, either way. One day. I'm an old bitch, but I didn't get this old by being easy to kill."
Again the girl was silent. Everything in her mind screamed at her to find the nearest official to report to, but all the same her feet would not take her, and her tongue would never betray the Captain. She nodded to Sophia. "Yes, ma'am," and started for the door. Perhaps if she'd been raised differently, she might have been able to form a better way to tell Sophia she hoped she would be okay, but it was all Eli could muster.
I forgot our spookymaster, shit.
@NanofreakV2
@NanofreakV2
Alright, I'm not even trying to imply that this is dead yet or anything, but I do want to talk about what'll happen 'after' NCQ1, aka, this RP.
As you guys might know, I'm not the type to just use an old thread all the time and all, and I'm also the type to end an RP when it needs to be finished. So, in that case, I've been thinking about where this universe could go after this myth arc is finished. I'm definitely not saying I'm done with this and it's dead, not at all, quite the opposite! I'm just really excited for how this could continue after this part is done is all. I already have plans, and I'm going to ask you guys what you think of this;
The year is 2737, and mankind has colonized Sol. Long after nuclear war devastated Old-Earth, the corporations that controlled the world died out, and proper governments re-formed to take their place. In 2684, an archaeological dig-team uncovered evidence that Earth was not mankind's sole home, and that Luna, Mars, Jupiter, Europa, and many other asteroids and planets were colonized by Mankind before the fall. Soon afterwards, interplanetary rocketry was re-developed, and Mankind set out to reclaim their lost treasures in the depths of Sol.
In the present day, the Neo-Governments, all under the 'Co-operative of Sol', are in a state of war. Inter-planetary and national diplomacy has failed, and now everyone and their dog is searching for 'LosTech' to turn the tide of the war in their favor. Mankind has locked away many weapons all across the solar system...
For very good reasons.
In the present day, an NC-equipped salvaging team on the red planet of Mars, noted for its' NC-versus-NC gladiator games and artificially engineered pre-war megafauna and flora, discover a subterranean martian complex from before the war that appeared to be both militaristic and climate-controlling in nature. After a series of unforeseen events, though... for the good of all of humanity, they have to try and unite the warring factions of the solar system against a common threat.
Ahem, yeah, basically, that's the idea for 'NCQ2'. I know it's odd talking about it so early, but what are your guys' thoughts? Do you think that would be a fun sequel? I've already talked about it to a few of you in private, and you guys all said it sounded fun, but what about everyone else and in public? :p
But yeah, as I said, seriously, I'm not even trying to imply 'NCQ1' is dead at all or anything. I just like thinking and talking ahead is all.
Anyway, mentions;
@ADParis
@Mcmolly
@M127
@Natsucooldude
@Gowi
As you guys might know, I'm not the type to just use an old thread all the time and all, and I'm also the type to end an RP when it needs to be finished. So, in that case, I've been thinking about where this universe could go after this myth arc is finished. I'm definitely not saying I'm done with this and it's dead, not at all, quite the opposite! I'm just really excited for how this could continue after this part is done is all. I already have plans, and I'm going to ask you guys what you think of this;
The year is 2737, and mankind has colonized Sol. Long after nuclear war devastated Old-Earth, the corporations that controlled the world died out, and proper governments re-formed to take their place. In 2684, an archaeological dig-team uncovered evidence that Earth was not mankind's sole home, and that Luna, Mars, Jupiter, Europa, and many other asteroids and planets were colonized by Mankind before the fall. Soon afterwards, interplanetary rocketry was re-developed, and Mankind set out to reclaim their lost treasures in the depths of Sol.
In the present day, the Neo-Governments, all under the 'Co-operative of Sol', are in a state of war. Inter-planetary and national diplomacy has failed, and now everyone and their dog is searching for 'LosTech' to turn the tide of the war in their favor. Mankind has locked away many weapons all across the solar system...
For very good reasons.
In the present day, an NC-equipped salvaging team on the red planet of Mars, noted for its' NC-versus-NC gladiator games and artificially engineered pre-war megafauna and flora, discover a subterranean martian complex from before the war that appeared to be both militaristic and climate-controlling in nature. After a series of unforeseen events, though... for the good of all of humanity, they have to try and unite the warring factions of the solar system against a common threat.
Ahem, yeah, basically, that's the idea for 'NCQ2'. I know it's odd talking about it so early, but what are your guys' thoughts? Do you think that would be a fun sequel? I've already talked about it to a few of you in private, and you guys all said it sounded fun, but what about everyone else and in public? :p
But yeah, as I said, seriously, I'm not even trying to imply 'NCQ1' is dead at all or anything. I just like thinking and talking ahead is all.
Anyway, mentions;
@ADParis
@Mcmolly
@M127
@Natsucooldude
@Gowi
*dun dun dun*
*dramatic face zoom*
... I, LHG100, decree... that's oddly kawaii desu ne. Pretty good m8.
"How do robo sword" lmao.
Edit: MAN, every time I look at it a bit closer, you and ADP draw a lot alike. How adorbs.
*dramatic face zoom*
... I, LHG100, decree... that's oddly kawaii desu ne. Pretty good m8.
"How do robo sword" lmao.
Edit: MAN, every time I look at it a bit closer, you and ADP draw a lot alike. How adorbs.
Some people are just unlucky, m8. And you're a smartypants who tries not to use the most common websites and whatnot, so I assume you're 'low on the list' anyway, right?
When suddenly bees
@Gowi, I'm really sorry to hear that fam, that sucks utter ass. I'm glad shit appears to be normalizing again, though.
It surely didn't
When everyone arrived at the gate Joshua was waiting at, he let out a smile. Sapphire, specifically, he could just tell was secretly bursting with anticipation. "Utterly lovely. I'm certain, with these you'll give plenty of infected peace.". The group waited at the gate as Joshua told a guard to open it. When it did, he began jogging out.
"Oh hey, would we like horses? I think we should get to a stable on the outside and get a horse. What say you three?", Joshua asked, thoughtfully. "I think there's a stable on the road, anyway.". "While we wait, should I give a bit more info on that possible Wyvern? Yes? Alrighty then!"
Joshua began to give all the info he had on that aforementioned Wyvern, "Well, it appears to be an albino, an obviously rarer type. Not necessarily stronger, but for some odd reason, as far as anybody can tell, they're 'social pariahs' in the very primitive circles that Wyverns have. They're probably quite cunning to compensate for that. You know, if you don't have any friends, you're going to have to do plenty of stuff all by yourself? In any case, as you should know, Wyverns can breathe fire occasionally, and their claws can rip off an arm if you're not careful."
Joshua reassured them, however. "Thankfully, though, this does appear to be somewhat younger. It should be mildly clueless and easy to confuse. Focus on dodging instead of parrying, and just bounce around everywhere, you should be fine."
"Oh hey, would we like horses? I think we should get to a stable on the outside and get a horse. What say you three?", Joshua asked, thoughtfully. "I think there's a stable on the road, anyway.". "While we wait, should I give a bit more info on that possible Wyvern? Yes? Alrighty then!"
Joshua began to give all the info he had on that aforementioned Wyvern, "Well, it appears to be an albino, an obviously rarer type. Not necessarily stronger, but for some odd reason, as far as anybody can tell, they're 'social pariahs' in the very primitive circles that Wyverns have. They're probably quite cunning to compensate for that. You know, if you don't have any friends, you're going to have to do plenty of stuff all by yourself? In any case, as you should know, Wyverns can breathe fire occasionally, and their claws can rip off an arm if you're not careful."
Joshua reassured them, however. "Thankfully, though, this does appear to be somewhat younger. It should be mildly clueless and easy to confuse. Focus on dodging instead of parrying, and just bounce around everywhere, you should be fine."
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