The Chains that Bind

Aug 31, 2005 10:57

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Given what little I've been able to learn about my 'purpose'... momentrabbit August 31 2005, 16:53:48 UTC
..perhaps I don't want to go back in their box, either. They blanked me out and wired me up to be useful for them; to do the task they didn't want to soil their hands with, didn't they... I seem to have only one thing I'm good at, and that's what they didn't want to be known for. Was I once a technician? Did I play guitar? Was there anybody I cared about? Did I agree to what they did to me? If I go back, I'll be wiped again, taken out when it's time to do their dirty work and thrown away when my usefulness is over. Or maybe just deleted in transit. I'm probably an embarssment to somebody in the Hierarchy.

So I have some stirrings of sympathy.

(Do you?)

You may not need me - you may not need anyone - but I have been useful, in my way, haven't I? Why discard something that you might - might - find useful again? Limiting your options needlessly doesn't sound like the BarbX I've met today. And it's going to take you a while to make that new body of yours ship-shape. I know - I'm the one who helped you smash it to pieces in the first ( ... )

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This is Who I Choose to Be barbx August 31 2005, 21:52:36 UTC
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Did you think I'd make you go back? rowyn August 31 2005, 23:40:27 UTC
Babe, I said that if you got us out of this, you could take us anywhere you wanted. I meant it then, still do. I got no problems with you bein' your own mistress.

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Or mine, for that matter.

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