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[heavenscorpse]

[V/V is hugging an angel teddy bear as she speaks.]

I have a question. What are your worlds like?

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[blackestomen]

...vastly different from this one. I have seen an enormous span of time pass. And of all the distinct eras I have seen... none are quite the same as this place.

[heavenscorpse]

How old are you?

[blackestomen]

[Irritation immediately flashes across her face. But she's silent for several long moments. Her gaze grows unfocused.]

...Am I thousands of years old, or still only thirty four?

[She snaps out of that reverie with a little huff.]

I would hope you are looking for an estimate, and not a precise count.

[heavenscorpse]

An estimate is fine. I'm not actually sure how old I am, but like this I'm younger than five years.

[blackestomen]

Like "this?" You were created, then? Or are you simply new to your body?

[heavenscorpse]

New to my body, and I don't consider myself really myself as my old body. I wasn't a conscious being yet then.

[blackestomen]

How interesting. And just what sort of world are you from?

[She looks more curious and more relaxed, now. It's much easier to be asking the questions than it is to answer them.]

[heavenscorpse]

The place I lived for the last five years was a dead planet called the Land of Steel. Before it died, it was called Earth and it was like this Earth.

[blackestomen]

A... dead planet. Really. [Oh. She was losing her comfortable position in the conversation again.]

A living planet can become devoid of life. I know that much. What sort of existence did you eke out on this Land of Steel?

[heavenscorpse]

Nothing grows, no life can live naturally. Humans still exist through technology, but it's hard and they probably won't exist much longer. Especially because of things like me that were sent from elsewhere to kill them.

[blackestomen]

[This... all sounds distressingly familiar. And Zeal is doing a terrible job of hiding how she's feeling. She looks sickly fascinated.]

...does "Lavos" mean anything to you?

[heavenscorpse]

No, I don't think it does.

[blackestomen]

[That brings some of her composure and comfort back. Some. Her head lifts and she's sitting straighter.]

That's for the best. It wasn't nearly as sociable or affable as you are.

[heavenscorpse]

I didn't used to be this talkative either. Maybe it was like me.

[blackestomen]

[Her tone grows much quieter.] No... no. We spent a long time together. We never talked like this.

[But her volume quickly returns.] Every person is different. Perhaps the same can be said for beings like yourself.

[heavenscorpse]

That's why I'm asking. I want to know about the differences, and why people are the way they are.

[blackestomen]

The boldness to ask the questions that you wish to ask is commendable. There is too little curiosity in this new world.

[heavenscorpse]

I want to learn everything. That makes me kind of rude as well as bold, I hear.

[blackestomen]

Being polite only gets you so far, dear. Rudeness can take you a long, long way.

[heavenscorpse]

I'll remember that.