Just accepted over at re_alignment; muse doesn't see the point

[noneedifsimple]

Makes no sense. Pointless. Already dead in one universe, why get involved with a new one? Quit content with the way things ended. No need to keep going. Accepted my fate.

[He's fixated on his omni-tool, faintly annoyed as he sorts through some data, shaking his head.]

Haven seems unstable. Shouldn't exist. Curious and intriguing--no no no, still pointless. Goin against all the laws of science by being alive. Could cause problems.

Comments

[regretzio]

[a cleared throat. The twang of strings being tuned.]

[strum]

♪ This is the day, which down the void abysm
At the Commander's spell yawns for Reaper's despotism,
And aliens are dragged captive through the deep:
Love, from its Crucible of patient power
In the wise heart, from the last playable hour
Of waves of enemies, from the slippery, steep,
And narrow verge of crag-like agony, springs
And folds over the world its laser wings.
Gentleness, Virtue, Wisdom, and Endurance,
These are the seals of that most firm assurance
Which bars the pit over evil robot's strength;
And if, with infirm hand, Eternity,
Should break off scanning for minerals and free
The spaceship that would smash her with his length;
These are biotics by which to re-assume
An empire o'er the galaxy-spanning doom.
To suffer damage which shielding thinks infinite;
To forgive wrongs darker than death or night;
To defy those god damn Banshees, which seem omnipotent;
To love, and bear; to hope till research creates
From scavenged plans the neat gun it contemplates;
Neither red, blue, or green, whatever that kid meant;
This, like thy glory, Solarian, is to be
Good, great and joyous, beautiful with bliss;
This is alone Life, Control, Destruction, and Synthesis. ♪

FFFFFFFFFILOVEYOU

[noneedifsimple]

.....Was that absolutely necessary?

[regretzio]

[strum]

♪ Yes ♪

[noneedifsimple]

Seems like waste of time. Could be doing something far more productive. Singing is wonderful, sang myself for a time, but not sure what the goal of this was.

[routinemission]

I'm sure you know this already, Mordin. That's the nature of mundanes. They do a lot of pointless things to us and towards us. We might as well just start accepting it.

[noneedifsimple]

Commander Shepard. But male. How curious.

Very true. No regard for what we may what. Unfortunate but that is the way life is. Suppose it won't be too bad. Plenty to study.

[shadow_sage]

You know, Doctor, you did work for a dead spectre. I'm not sure I'd say Shepard violates the laws of science.

What is the nature of this...Haven?

[noneedifsimple]

Shepard is science. Science was used to rebuild her. Tricky procedure but effective. All the money possible was put into her recreation. Would have liked to have had a hand in the project. Very intriguing.

Located on a mechanical planet. Different from the geth and the reapers though. Large beings that can transform into other objects. Called Cybertronians. Planet seems to have been restarted. Different timelines and universes all converging. An anomaly. Curious to see more of it.

[shadow_sage]

Are you saying your...return...is not science?

And how, exacty, would one restart a planet?

[noneedifsimple]

Not certain how I am here. Very odd and unexpected. Had accepted my fate and then I woke up in a temple.

Have yet to figure that out. Many unanswered questions. Need to explore more. Garrus, Wrex, and Legion are present. Commander Shepard should be soon. She has not been accepted in yet though.

[shadow_sage]

Legion, too? Shepard's going to be happy about that, at least. She hated losing both of you.

[noneedifsimple]

Definitely nice to have something of a second chance. To be with the others again. Will not be the same without entire crew though.