We don't have anything like that in 2038 - yet, anyway. It doesn't seem like the world can agree long enough to form any sort of UN military. It's interesting, to say the last.
The world leaders of my era should be looking into that, but first they'd have to get along to start that dialogue.
As for your title, this place may have taken many things from us but it can't remove your hard work and current capabilities. I don't think "was" is a necessary addendum.
("politicians rarely do," connor wants to add, but keeps that one to himself. he doesn't know where the opinion came from and has to trace it back to its source — he's sure it's learned behaviour from the lieutenant. he's only recently delved into the topics himself, now that he has a new lease on life.)
Whatever you'd prefer, but, if you don't mind me saying, I doubt you drew straws for the position.
Have you ever witnessed anything close to the kind of monster that's attacked the city?
[ holden wouldn't disagree, no matter what the source. even after meeting avasarala, he wouldn't disagree. they might have been on the same side, wanting the same thing, but he's well aware that she tried to manipulate him the entire time she was on the rocinante. ]
No, nothing like that. Mostly because we didn't have straws at the time we had to decide.
[ he still remembers being trapped with the hybrid, his own obsession with ending it and destroying all the protomolecule, an obsession that had sent him down the wrong path. discomfort is a fitting description and he feels like the ache in his leg (largely healed from where he'd injured it again) flares up just at the thought. ]
It was a very different kind of monster. Half human, half alien, made by people who were worse monsters than that to use as a weapon.
[ holden hasn't known connor for long, but the thought that he could be monstrous doesn't cross his mind even for a second. the guy's fought next to him, they've stumbled into the safehouse together - those are not the actions of a monster. ]
Is it?
[ human ingenuity isn't really the reason humans exist, is it? that's just biology. help him out here, connor. ]
(a small amount of trepidation is worming its way in, now, wondering if he's made a mistake.)
I don't know how they managed to create a human body for me to inhabit - your guess is as good as mine, perhaps better considering your advancement - but I am an android.
No amount of flesh and blood is going to change that.
[ huh. holden actually says huh out loud, but the sense of surprise doesn't translate through this weird neurological network the same way it would if they were touching in some way. ]
So you're an android but they somehow stuck you in a human body? Is it a different one?
It's like they... cloned me. Something that doesn't seem possible when you consider the fact that I had no DNA for them to work with. I was told an upload was unlikely as well, since the only piece of technology in this body is a neural implant - nothing with the capacity to hold my base programming let alone an entire personality suite and three months of memories.
Maybe I've been thinking too small. It is the 25th century.
Sorry if I've alarmed you. It may be necessary here, but I'm not used to keeping what I am a secret. Obviously.
(oh, what a nice offer. there are a few things on his list left to figure out, but he didn't want to inconvenience anyone when there were things far more important than little ol' him.)
Are there any foods I should stay away from that may cause digestive distress or illness?
And speaking of illness, how would one go about combatting a common cold or influenza? Or allergies? Are there any you're aware of which could prove to be dangerous for a body with a recently developed immune system?
(at least one personality trait has been made crystal clear: connor is paranoid.)
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And what is it you do now?
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I'm captain of a spaceship. Or I was, before all this. [ captain doesn't sound quite right. leader of a rag-tag band is more like it. ]
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As for your title, this place may have taken many things from us but it can't remove your hard work and current capabilities. I don't think "was" is a necessary addendum.
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The Roci's not here. Her crew isn't, either.
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Whatever you'd prefer, but, if you don't mind me saying, I doubt you drew straws for the position.
Have you ever witnessed anything close to the kind of monster that's attacked the city?
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No, nothing like that. Mostly because we didn't have straws at the time we had to decide.
Nothing that size.
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Yes.
Again, not like that.
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Is there anything else I can help you with?
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[ he still remembers being trapped with the hybrid, his own obsession with ending it and destroying all the protomolecule, an obsession that had sent him down the wrong path. discomfort is a fitting description and he feels like the ache in his leg (largely healed from where he'd injured it again) flares up just at the thought. ]
It was a very different kind of monster. Half human, half alien, made by people who were worse monsters than that to use as a weapon.
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(he could've called himself a monster too if his friends hadn't cared enough to help him.
splicing two forms of intelligent life together? atrocious.)
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Is it?
[ human ingenuity isn't really the reason humans exist, is it? that's just biology. help him out here, connor. ]
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(WHAT DOES HE REALLY KNOW ABOUT HIM, THOUGH???)
You are a human, aren't you?
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Yeah. Aren't you?
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Run that by me again?
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I don't know how they managed to create a human body for me to inhabit - your guess is as good as mine, perhaps better considering your advancement - but I am an android.
No amount of flesh and blood is going to change that.
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So you're an android but they somehow stuck you in a human body? Is it a different one?
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It's like they... cloned me. Something that doesn't seem possible when you consider the fact that I had no DNA for them to work with. I was told an upload was unlikely as well, since the only piece of technology in this body is a neural implant - nothing with the capacity to hold my base programming let alone an entire personality suite and three months of memories.
Maybe I've been thinking too small. It is the 25th century.
Sorry if I've alarmed you. It may be necessary here, but I'm not used to keeping what I am a secret. Obviously.
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[ which - seems even more invasive than what happened to him, if he thinks about it. ] Are you all right?
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(YEAH RIGHT)
This place gets stranger and stranger as days go by...
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[ so?? maybe he knows something about bodily functions an android wouldn't?? or maybe androids have databases on that, who even knows. not holden. ]
It sure does.
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Are there any foods I should stay away from that may cause digestive distress or illness?
And speaking of illness, how would one go about combatting a common cold or influenza? Or allergies? Are there any you're aware of which could prove to be dangerous for a body with a recently developed immune system?
(at least one personality trait has been made crystal clear: connor is paranoid.)
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