expiationnet | audio; un: spartan

[ It has been a couple of weeks now since the successful reset of the terminals. Now, the same voice that was heard trying to rally them all to that task, tired and thick with a Slavic accent, has come to speak over the network once again. ]

Greetings, my friends. Miller here. First of all, I wanted to thank everyone who assisted in our efforts to restore this place to its former self. If it was not for all your cooperation, I am certain things would have gone very differently. It is thanks to all of you that we are still alive.

[ He's proud, really. The change from when he first arrived in this place has been immense. ]

Which is why it is my hope that we can keep this spirit of camaraderie going. There has already been a lively discussion of the visions we encountered at the terminals. Now that it has become clear that there is truly no safe space to hide from the prying eyes of the "Council," I wish to propose a forum for us all to continue sharing information.

[ The creation of the Dark Web was an innovation, to say the least... but can one even really call that secure when the entire world they live in is simulated? Where he's concerned, it's time to be forthright. ]

Allow me to begin with this. I was summoned to the courtroom. Yes – the courtroom. I only recall the inside of the building, but I presume it's one and the same as the new structure in the city center. I have been part of this experiment for eight months now and it is my first time seeing this Jerry face to face. But I can't be the only one who, up until now, seemed to have forgotten that he even existed? So, please... I would like to hear all of your thoughts.

I don't know about all of you, but I didn't try to save that artificial intelligence because I wanted to go back to putting my head in the sand!

( ooc: so long as it's cool with both parties, feel free to threadjack to discuss amongst yourselves! )

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Yeah... I was hoping that we would be able to talk to the AI after the reset and find information, but it's currently inaccessible.

[...] I think we'll get the chance to at some point, but it looks like we have to keep on enduring this.

It seems like everyone is just waiting around right now... but I really hope that that's the case.

[ Oh yeah. He just remembered the last thing they talked about. ]

What ended up happening with your friend? Was he able to converse with it?

[He bites his lip at the question. Scott knows that talking to Miller about this is probably fine, but he doesn't want to discuss Quentin's situation for everyone to read. So, he switches this to private.]

Yeah, and the AI is stored in his brain now. And... he can't access it either.

In his brain?! [ Sorry, what? ] I hope that isn't having any adverse effect on him.

[ Not being able to access a part of your own brain doesn't seem like a very good situation. ]

I've been keeping an eye on him and he's not acting any different, but he's... kind of the type to pretend that things are fine anyway.

[...] He's a powerful telepath and I believe in his powers. It's why I went along with his idea in the first place, but I'm not sure if something like this has really happened to him before.

Unbelievable.

[ Here he was joking about Fandaniel's idea of talking soul to soul by bringing up telepathy... And there's actually already one here. ]

I suppose he'll be the first to know if anything changes. But I'm glad you're there to keep an eye on him. I have to admit, I had my doubts about this whole X-Men thing... but you all seem to have your hearts in the right place.

Yeah, I'm kind of hoping that the AI is out of his brain before he knows of any changes.

[Root said that the AI really wants to help them, so there's that at least. Still it's not really great knowing that such a complex entity is inside his friend's brain.]

But. Yeah, that's what the X-Men are here for. Doing extremely risky stuff to help those that need it.

That would be ideal, but...

[ Emphasis on would. ]

Really? Even in a place you were forced to come live?

[ Because he knows Rogue, at least, does not seem so keen on the arrangement. Or is it that embedded in the X-Men name that the same creed applies to anywhere they find themselves? ]

[With a little more confidence and certainty:]

Even if we're forced here. Honestly feels like it matters more.

Real heroes don't back down in the face of adversity. Is that it?

[ It feels a bit naive to talk about like that... but he likes the attitude. There's still some hope left in the world. ]

Yeah. That and real heroes don't look away when someone's asking for help.

[Even if it's risky to believe in those people sometimes. It worked out this time.] It's a risk worth taking.

I'm glad that you think so. Just try to make sure it doesn't bite you in the ass.

[ It sounds like a joke, at least by the light way he says it, but it's true. Not everyone here has the same intentions. ]

I'll just blast them in the ass later if they end up being an asshole. Problem solved.

[It feels easy when he thinks about it in that way, but even Scott's aware that it will be really shitty if this actually happens.]

[ He laughs. ]

Easy as that, huh?

[ Definitely not, but it's fine, this is just hypothetical. ]

You know, I don't think I've ever had the chance to see you use your powers. What exactly does blasting someone in the ass entail?

Yeah, just that easy.

[But Scott finds himself smiling despite everything going on. Heh, guess the old man is fun to talk to sometimes.] Seriously? I never showed you yet? We'll get that fixed at some point.

But you know-- [He makes a 'pew' noise through the tablet.] With the other person fully regretful and telling me they're sorry for being a shithead.

[ It certainly isn't Miller's go-to to keep a conversation going towards joking hypotheticals, but hey, he's got to admit, there is a time and a place to accept a lightening of the mood. Scott has proven surprisingly decent at understanding the boundary. ]

Good! And I'll keep that in mind because I'd really like to see it without being on the other end of that sad tale.

[ Only half-serious, of course... ]

You've done a good job so far, Scott. Keep it up.

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