‡6th Treasure‡ video;

[totallytrustworthy]

Hello again, Esilium. Long time no talk-- [Chloe's looking under the weather in terms of wear and tear only; her bright eyes actually bright today for a change. For the first time in months, as a matter of fact.] good god does it feel good to be free again. Never thought I'd be saying those words, but there you have it.

And don't worry, no more lectures on this end. No more daily mutineering announcements: I can catch up on what I missed in lock up by scrolling though the network on my own and I've got a more important issue that needs addressing first. [There's a brief pause before she adds, gently as possible:] Obviously anyone that wants to talk shop about what went down is welcome to, of course. Just-- you know. We're on the fast track to recovery around here from what it looks like, so I'm not about to force anything else down anyone's throats as long as that remains the case.

Thanks, by the way, for not unanimously voting for throwing us all out the airlock. [Nice to know not everyone wants them done in or worse.]


Right, though, to the point. I need someone willing and capable of doing tattoo work. Good tattoo work.

In this case I'm even willing to consider the magical sort so long as nothing additional goes along with it. Not really a fan of curses and poisoned apple nonsense.


Additional text addressed to Vanozza:

not sure if I should be thanking you for this or asking why you of all people are signing up to look after someone like me right now

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[firstroar]

I wouldn't call it that. [it's his dang ol' life.

a beat.]

My kind are called Mu. The people who know we exist work hard so we will not. It's been that way since the day I awoke – the first day I still remember. The rest is gone.

That's the first atrocity. The system I was born into manipulates the memories of its people to suit it. Every child undergoes this test.

[totallytrustworthy]

Wait wait wait, hold the phone. What exactly is a 'mu'?

Beause I'm guessing it's not just a who sort of deal like being born in a different country. Not with all the cover ups.

[firstroar]

No, it is different. Mu are different. We are people born with psychic abilities...it's something the system cannot factor into its design for mankind.

When my powers awakened, I was the first. Type Blue-1. Others emerged, and all of us contained and tested like animals. Many to their deaths; all of us are physically weaker than common man, perhaps as a balance to our gifts.

[totallytrustworthy]

The system. What system. [Her brow furrows: is there seriously a system in place to monitor humans in his world?]

[firstroar]

It's called Superior Domination. Centuries ago, mankind had to flee the Earth. It had become uninhabitable. Those in charge chose then to give up ruling power over to a computer system – that's what it is. It manages every aspect of society, from birth to death.

It has no room for outside factors like psionic powers.

[there's a beat.]

The details of its birth, the reasons...they're things I don't know. Perhaps no one does; it molded us all from the very start.

[totallytrustworthy]

Oh so it's the United Earth. Lovely. [Way to be sensitive about this, Chloe.]

[firstroar]

The similarities between this United Earth and the state of mankind where I come from are dangerously close in places. It's why I cannot sit still, doing nothing.

The United Earth razes cities that oppose it. Superior Domination has obliterated entire planets for just the same. My kind...left, tried to build a life on some remote red world, far away. But it didn't matter. They came and laid waste to us for simply being.

[totallytrustworthy]

[Jesus...] Suppose that means either universe is a pain in the ass for you, then.

[firstroar]

[a soft sound.]

If it weren't worthwhile, I wouldn't struggle.

[totallytrustworthy]

C'est la vie.

[firstroar]

C'est la vie?

[silly, they only speak Japanese in the shitsack future.]

[totallytrustworthy]

'That's life', love. [What a shame. Don't tell her romance is dead as well.]

[firstroar]

[ah.]

So it seems...

[totallytrustworthy]

So it is. Well, if you find yourself in need back on Earth, let me know. I'll be around. [To steal from you, Blue, but still....]

[firstroar]

[steal? sparkles? he'll offer those freely.

even so, he gives that invitation some thought.]

Then I will see you again.