When it gets to be too much...I'm glad some of us get it. This place is bad enough without half the ship insisting it's a force for good if you just ignore most of it.
And how many is that really? How many on tha side of tha wardens? Because in my experience it's just tha inmates that consider this place blasphemous bullshite.
[Funny how all those people are not exactly on Collins's favorites list. But he's not surprised that all of those people were once inmates themselves. (Knew it about most of them, but even if he hadn't, wouldn't be surprised to learn it.)]
Right. Of course. They know how much bullshite this all is. Of course, why you all linger is beyond me.
I give different answers to a lot of different people here about that. Depends on the person; each answer is true, but it's more like...
...I wouldn't tell the sixteen-year-old inmate sitting in the infirmary that I stay because it's what my family fought and died doing for generations. Just as I wouldn't tell the thousand-year-old demigod with the chicken bone necklace that I stay because I want to murder the one who trapped him and others like him.
There are a lot of reasons why I do what I do. Some are acceptable to the listener and some aren't.
The first deal I got, I asked for him to make himself present. Just for a few seconds, so I could see the thing that kidnapped me, and punch him in the face.
He refused, so I gave my deal to my inmate. Who asked for the same thing, and was also refused. So we apparently can wish entire worlds back to life, close portals to Hell, give ourselves tremendous powers, but god forbid we get a scratch on the Necromancer.
[Collins chuckled darkly, first in amusement but tapering off into annoyance. Not at Trevor, but the bastard "admiral" and the whole situation.]
God forbid indeed. It's tha least of what he deserves. Him and all tha things out there like him. [a pause, then:] It's going ta be a long wait ta get that punch or more onto tha bastard. And something of considerable power.
You've tha patience fer that?
[There's no bite or accusation to it, simply genuine curiosity what the other man thought. And perhaps an awaiting admiration for an affirmative answer. He liked the idea of killing the bastard "admiral" after all.]
I can admire that. [He chuckled lightly.] I like a man with drive and determination. It's more than most have.
Hmm, suppose that's one way ta go. Yer family most have been impressive ta continue a long line of warriors bent on killin' something so ancient.
So, yer determined ta stay here long enough ta get tha kill or teach tha next person in line ta make it happen. [He sighed.] I'd rather tha former, but something is better than nothin'.
[No bite again, but there was less appeal to that outcome than death of the bastard in his mind. Revenge was a powerful motivator. It's what he wanted.]
Ah, well, it's not so hard ta commit murder. It's more hard ta do it right. And even harder ta kill something unnatural. [And by extension more powerful.]
And how many of them are there? All tha ones I know ain't here of their own choosing.
[Collins made a noise of consideration.] I only know what I've seen others do, and I never did care fer those methods or tha people usin' them. Just their money. [Because people like that tended to hire people like him when necessary.] I hate ta suggest makin' a bargain with a larger fish just ta kill tha one that keeps gettin' away.
[But it was something he had to consider for his future. That wasn't the point here though. He still hated the "admiral" despite the potential idea of using the entity's power. And to find something more powerful than that seemed tantamount to inviting catastrophe. Admittedly, he didn't know what to do.]
How do you get better at dealin' damage ta the unnatural without becomin' that which yer tryin' ta put an end to?
A handful, actually. Newer ones: the older ones didn't get a choice before. Usually it's the ones who come on already knowing what the network is and choose to introduce themselves as inmates.
There's always the Admiral's bosses, anyway. Could try getting a message out to them but chances are they'd either ignore it or kill all of us.
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...still. Bitching about it won't change it. Even if it feels good to say it.
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[He sighed.] I've heard that before. I hate it. Especially because it's not untrue.
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When it gets to be too much...I'm glad some of us get it. This place is bad enough without half the ship insisting it's a force for good if you just ignore most of it.
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Right. Of course. They know how much bullshite this all is. Of course, why you all linger is beyond me.
Why do you linger?
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I give different answers to a lot of different people here about that. Depends on the person; each answer is true, but it's more like...
...I wouldn't tell the sixteen-year-old inmate sitting in the infirmary that I stay because it's what my family fought and died doing for generations. Just as I wouldn't tell the thousand-year-old demigod with the chicken bone necklace that I stay because I want to murder the one who trapped him and others like him.
There are a lot of reasons why I do what I do. Some are acceptable to the listener and some aren't.
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[He did catch and latch onto one point in particular. So he went after it like a dog spotting a bone to chew.]
Correct me if I heard wrong, but you want ta murder tha bastard that keeps us here? Is that one of tha reasons ya stay? Bidin' time fer that outcome.
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The first deal I got, I asked for him to make himself present. Just for a few seconds, so I could see the thing that kidnapped me, and punch him in the face.
He refused, so I gave my deal to my inmate. Who asked for the same thing, and was also refused. So we apparently can wish entire worlds back to life, close portals to Hell, give ourselves tremendous powers, but god forbid we get a scratch on the Necromancer.
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God forbid indeed. It's tha least of what he deserves. Him and all tha things out there like him. [a pause, then:] It's going ta be a long wait ta get that punch or more onto tha bastard. And something of considerable power.
You've tha patience fer that?
[There's no bite or accusation to it, simply genuine curiosity what the other man thought. And perhaps an awaiting admiration for an affirmative answer. He liked the idea of killing the bastard "admiral" after all.]
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And if I don't, well...I'll train the next generation who will. My family took five hundred years to kill something once. We can do it again.
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Hmm, suppose that's one way ta go. Yer family most have been impressive ta continue a long line of warriors bent on killin' something so ancient.
So, yer determined ta stay here long enough ta get tha kill or teach tha next person in line ta make it happen. [He sighed.] I'd rather tha former, but something is better than nothin'.
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Well, I mean, why do you think we do inmate fight club? In case I get kicked off and have to train you fucks to carry on the legacy of murder.
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[No bite again, but there was less appeal to that outcome than death of the bastard in his mind. Revenge was a powerful motivator. It's what he wanted.]
Ah, well, it's not so hard ta commit murder. It's more hard ta do it right. And even harder ta kill something unnatural. [And by extension more powerful.]
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Yeah. No shit. But the good news is we have plenty of time to practice.
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I suppose so. But what are ya goin' ta do about that difference? Wait fer something ta come along and even tha odds?
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Just keep getting better at dealing supernatural damage, I suppose. What do you suggest?
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[Collins made a noise of consideration.] I only know what I've seen others do, and I never did care fer those methods or tha people usin' them. Just their money. [Because people like that tended to hire people like him when necessary.] I hate ta suggest makin' a bargain with a larger fish just ta kill tha one that keeps gettin' away.
[But it was something he had to consider for his future. That wasn't the point here though. He still hated the "admiral" despite the potential idea of using the entity's power. And to find something more powerful than that seemed tantamount to inviting catastrophe. Admittedly, he didn't know what to do.]
How do you get better at dealin' damage ta the unnatural without becomin' that which yer tryin' ta put an end to?
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There's always the Admiral's bosses, anyway. Could try getting a message out to them but chances are they'd either ignore it or kill all of us.
You do it for the right reasons.
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