[Luceti] 6th Shuffle [Voice]

[cajunspice]

Ya’know, give a boy ‘nough time ‘nd he get to thinkin’, [Without other distraction around.] ‘nd I be thinkin’ a few of us have ‘ready had run ins with the higher ups bringin’ us back from the dead… but how?

Be it we really clones of the last ones of us? Or be we all Humpty Dumpty like ‘nd they use giant stick of super glue, or some super advance alien laser health beam or the like? ‘nd how they know where all the bits go? Not all of us be human ‘round here. Merde, not all of us be humanoid. What happens if the intern be on the job that day, someone might end up with three arms or no eyes.

If we are just patch work fixes, what happens if, I donno, we get put through a wood chipper, or disintegrated? Don’t got much left to put back together after that.

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[biophilia]

[even after a few weeks, Ginko still has no reliable frame of reference for just how much villagers' perceptions of Luceti's history has changed-- but this is a familiar topic]

I don't remember the process being that patchwork. [--but that always seemed more unsettling]

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[cajunspice]

Gets ya thinkin' then, how much practice they done to get it right. Means a lot of people passed through this little town too.

Or the clonin' thing. Seems more 'nd more likely.

[biophilia]

[the word is actually familiar, although he has no idea how the implications of cloning differ from world to world] Well, I don't have grounds to refute it.

Are you speaking from experience?

[cajunspice]

Of bein' tinkered with so they learn mon anatomy? Not sure. Hope not. 'Experiment' be a dirty word for my kind. Well... medical wise. Experiment in other areas, that I can be up for, depends how pretty she be.

[biophilia]

["my kind" is duly noticed-- it's no surprise in Luceti, human appearance or no] You ever died here?

[cajunspice]

Once, durin' a battle our lovely hosts threw us into. We all went boom, 'pparently. Though, the follow up was a little different, somehow got time turned back for us so we ended up showin' up at the battle before we originally arrived. Time travel be 'bove my pay grade to even try 'nd understand what happened, but was better than dyin', 'nd in this case there was no revive waitin' for us.

I been lucky to avoid the typical 'die 'nd come back with a glitch' problem so far. Yaself?

[biophilia]

Oh, right-- I heard about that. ["Shift bomb", Law had said.]

It's been a few years since I lived here. [a pause. Who knows how time travel complicates that further? It's well above his pay grade, too.] I did die once, during that time. [a little wryly] Not before or since, so far as I know. Doesn't feel like a patchwork fix.

[cajunspice]

Then we either got damn good medical insurance here, or someone knows what they be doin'.

Ah, doesn't make a difference in the end, just thinkin' out loud.

Oh, 'nd I would say welcome back, but ya know. [Remy left it at that. True, there were worse places to be stuck than in Luceti, but it still a prison.]

[biophilia]

Heh. Yeah, it's not exactly the kind of travel I'm used to. [more like finding yourself stuck inside of a dream]

Even if there are reasons to feel welcome.

[cajunspice]

Got a few friends still stuck 'bout the place here, hein? Well, seemed ya came back at a popular time, lots of new, or not to new, folk hangin' 'round now days.

[biophilia]

That's what I heard. It's hard to tell what change signifies, around here. If anything.

But with what you've all already accomplished...

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[wildkotetsu]

Oi, oi. Kind of a gloomy subject to fall into, isn't it?

[the imagery that goes along with it isn't so beautiful either man]

A wood chipper, really?

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[cajunspice]

Fall, leap, got the same outcome I guess.

'nd there 'nother option that ya'd prefer? Barrel of acid, steam roller, explosives. Prefer the last m'self, well, 'prefer' 'n regards to topics, not so much deaths.

But still comes back to the same point, makes for one big jigsaw.

[Voice]

[wildkotetsu]

A-aa... I guess just calling it 'magical science stuff' isn't good enough?

[Voice]

[cajunspice]

Oh, don't get me wrong, I be damn grateful for said 'magical science stuff', but can't help but start to wonder after a time, hein? Not like goin' to piss them off or 'nything, not compared to what other actions could.

[Voice]

[wildkotetsu]

Guess not. I always just thought maybe they just know way more than my world does about how to fix up bodies, but... I never thought about it much more than that. I sure hope we don't have cloning machines here...

[Voice]

[cajunspice]

Ya 'nd me both, mon ami. Rather like to think 'm one of a kind, 'nd my tante always said the world wouldn't survive with more than one of me in it.

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[wildkotetsu]

Your who?

[He has no clue what that means, bruh. But either way - ]

One of a kind is a good way to be. World would be boring, otherwise, naa?