Well, you've got four whole weeks to make friends if the whole stranger thing bothers you. And I mean, everyone knows what goes on, so no one really judges you.
Really? I guess it's not that weird of a concept; a lot of people there seem to be used it already, so. But there really hasn't been so much saving as screwing, so far.
[ she counts a bit. ] There's....at least 10. We are pretty much outnumbered, so I can promise you the pick of the crop. [ a small pause, ] Well, some of them are gay, but others are especially easy to get into bed. Yamamoto or Ezio, for example.
....my mundane is laughing pretty hard at that. for a reason other than that he may or may not be one of my go-to's
...My mun is trying to explain just how, but it just seems... strange.
And somehow, the idea of him being your "go-to guy" is a bit... too believable. (She's seen far too many of Ezio's conquests via the Animus to know just how eager he'd be.)
Well, I mean, more than two that tried the whole genealogy thing. From what he's said, he had a pretty interesting family - I can't think they'd just sit out the rest of history. And yeah, she was pretty cool - Sofia. Really between the two of them, I can't imagine their kids doing anything boring.
...she's laughing again. I can see this becoming a problem.
Ah, well, I think we had more people on file with a tie to his bloodline, but, the two that I worked with, well- (She stops herself. Getting into dangerous territory.) And really? I can't think of them being anything boring either, with a father like that.
...It's... it's your name though. It's... (She stays still, not sure what to say. What should she say? Sorry? That the guilt still tears her up inside? Nothing of it will fix anything. Still.)
You shouldn't have to forget. Yourself or... anything that made you yourself. (God, now all she can remember is how he was just before he died. How confused he was.) I'm... I'm so sorry. What they did to you - what I did to you.
(She follows him with her eyes, looking briefly at her hand before looking back to him.) I... I'm not in the Animus. I didn't- I couldn't do what you did. I guess I'm just a ghost of sorts.
(She shudders as he touches her - and really, as he continues to talk. It was eerie, talking with him like this again, especially after seeing him... seeing him dead, and his blood all over the walls and floors.)
I... I don't know how I'm solid. This place is strange, Clay- Six... sixteen. Wherever we are, you don't have to be like this, not anymore.
[offers tentatively] I can be a lot of different people, if you like that better.
Him, I remember him. That's the guy with his mind snapped into lots of little pieces and no place to hide them yet for safekeeping. Mad bastard. You want him back?
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How'd you have to save your cosmos?
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W...well, it's not saved yet, so I don't know for certain.
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Well, how were you saving it up until now? My mundane's being pretty useless about it, crying in a corner for some reason.
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Ah, my mun's a little sheepish about it, too. But, it heavily involved finding things called the Pieces of Eden, that much I can tell you.
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Gods, they're useless. Eden? Like Adam and Eve?
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Something like that.
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....my mundane is laughing pretty hard at that. for a reason other than that he may or may not be one of my go-to's
[ oh it's overshare hour, apparently. ]
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...My mun is trying to explain just how, but it just seems... strange.
And somehow, the idea of him being your "go-to guy" is a bit... too believable. ( She's seen far too many of Ezio's conquests via the Animus to know just how eager he'd be. )
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Mine's not even bothering to try, she's just laughing. And trying not to die in a bathtub. Which I guess is more important. I guess.
Yeah, he's got that air about him. [ lauuuuuughing, oh yeah. ]
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...My mun just wants to express her worry over that again. You really shouldn't outright boil yourself to that point, you know.
That and that she first pictured Ezio in the bathtub, and started to laugh.
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Eh, she's fine. I wouldn't sit around if she were really that stupid.
[pfffffft, alright you get a laugh first, then a raised eyebrow. not a bad image. not a bad image at all...] Well, there are hot springs.
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A good plan.
( She laughs herself. ) Really, now? Well, if you catch him there, I won't even be the least bit surprised!
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I don't think anyone would. But yeah, the hot springs are pretty nice.
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They sound it.
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...she's laughing again. I can see this becoming a problem.
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Mine's still chuckling, too!
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...Lucy?
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C-Clay?
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[16 eyes her, moving aside as a phantasmal oxcart rattles by]
You found me. Does that mean you're dead too?
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......I-I am.
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Then we have someth i ng in common.
[he paces a few steps back and forth, then stops and looks at her hard]
You're real? Got credentials, passed a Turing test?
[they are full of tricks and so, 16 thinks with wary distrust, is he...]
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( She follows him with her eyes, looking briefly at her hand before looking back to him. ) I... I'm not in the Animus. I didn't- I couldn't do what you did. I guess I'm just a ghost of sorts.
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[the manic gleam in his eye ebbs out.]
l u c y . Lucy.
It's done. That's all, and it could be for the better. That mission's over, corpus requiescat. End of the beginning.
You look pretty solid.
[Carefully, as though it might bast him with a wave of feedback, he touches her arm.]
[He lets his breath out when he feels just a normal person.]
That's not like any of the others. Either you're real, or we're both in an Animus somewhere.
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I... I don't know how I'm solid. This place is strange, Clay- Six... sixteen. Wherever we are, you don't have to be like this, not anymore.
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okay he is.]I'm not a m
onster
or anything. Just an AI. Sort of.
[He frowns, trying to think] At least, that's what I was last.
Be like ¿ʇɐɥʍ?
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Y... Like you were when I knew you. When you were still alive.
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[offers tentatively] I can be a lot of different people, if you like that better.
Him, I remember him. That's the guy with his mind snapped into lots of little pieces and no place to hide them yet for safekeeping. Mad bastard. You want him back?
Or is it
that you don't?
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I'm so sorry, Clay, I'm so sorry.
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[his expression softens]
It had to happen. Fate, or something like that, something bigger than any of us. Somebody had to be here.