I wouldn’t have guessed, [Demeisen comments, eyebrows raised with what appears to be modest interest.
The news that his current speaking companion is not human comes to him as a mild surprise. After all, he not only looks human, but also scans convincingly as one by the various readings he’s been getting from the other man. What oddities he’d registered, he’d assumed were likely some quirk of Sebastian’s particular branch of pan-humanity. He has, after all, never heard of England, likely because the place is apparently mired in a stage of civilizational development that makes it completely irrelevant to the rest of the developed galaxy.
This news does make Sebastian’s lack of any kind of high rather more suspicious, though.]
I ask because this place reads not unlike a playground someone might set up if they wanted to live out some heroic fantasy with their pals: be the chosen one, save the universe, that kind of thing. Or make a new one, as the case may be. [A small nod, here, to his Zenith buddy.] Memory mods to block out aspects of reality wouldn’t be uncommon there, but there’s no fucking way I’d have plunked myself into a sim like this.
[And the idea that someone else might borrow his mind-state for their own entertainment is too bizarre to devote any real thought to. It just wouldn’t be worth the attention they’d get from his fully-endowed self, even if they managed to scoop his soul out from under the ship’s proverbial nose.
He shakes his head, putting the thought out of his mind.]
The “separate” place you come from was quite different, I assume.
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The news that his current speaking companion is not human comes to him as a mild surprise. After all, he not only looks human, but also scans convincingly as one by the various readings he’s been getting from the other man. What oddities he’d registered, he’d assumed were likely some quirk of Sebastian’s particular branch of pan-humanity. He has, after all, never heard of England, likely because the place is apparently mired in a stage of civilizational development that makes it completely irrelevant to the rest of the developed galaxy.
This news does make Sebastian’s lack of any kind of high rather more suspicious, though.]
I ask because this place reads not unlike a playground someone might set up if they wanted to live out some heroic fantasy with their pals: be the chosen one, save the universe, that kind of thing. Or make a new one, as the case may be. [A small nod, here, to his Zenith buddy.] Memory mods to block out aspects of reality wouldn’t be uncommon there, but there’s no fucking way I’d have plunked myself into a sim like this.
[And the idea that someone else might borrow his mind-state for their own entertainment is too bizarre to devote any real thought to. It just wouldn’t be worth the attention they’d get from his fully-endowed self, even if they managed to scoop his soul out from under the ship’s proverbial nose.
He shakes his head, putting the thought out of his mind.]
The “separate” place you come from was quite different, I assume.