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[adminproof]

One does not necessarily have to be alive in order to observe. The 'living' I speak of is different from merely surviving.

[He isn't sure if he could count himself as truly "living" for a good part of his entire life, as long as his lifespan is.]

What does it mean to be alive, to you?

[jyajyaaan]

[Not dying like a dog, for starters. That and-]


Being myself. I want to make my own decisions and create my own destiny.

[The answer is fast and determined. Vector can live with many things, but being a puppet on another's strings - no matter how benevolent or malignant - is not part of it. That's why he can't forgive neither Don Thousand, nor Astral nor Yuma.]

[adminproof]

Haha...a simple, honest, and decisive answer! I would say it is so very human...though I know you are not one.

[What can he say? Septentriones Star aliens can probably smell out other star aliens. Well, he doesn't know about the star alien part, but he's certainly not a normal human, nor demon nor angel.

feel free to correct me on this or if you feel this is going too far with infomodding!]

[jyajyaaan]

.......?

[If he hadn't predicted the possibility of something like this happening sooner or later he would have physically flinched or flailed somehow. After all he is still a Barian, even when the Astral Code had been used to 'give him another chance as a human' and the very air of this place forces him to take on and remain in a human shape that has very little (and yet very much) to do with his actual one.]

What do you mean?

[adminproof]

Hm? Was I unclear with my words? I meant exactly what I said.

[He assumes a sitting position, legs crossed and hovering all the while, as if sitting down on an invisible, floating chair himself.]

What I sense from you is not the same as what I sense from humans.

[Or demons or angels.]

[jyajyaaan]

...Oh. [His expression turns sad as he takes a single step back. His right hand curls unconsciously over where a human's heart would be.]

So it's noticeable, huh? That he... -I'm really no longer really human, am I?

[adminproof]

I don't know. Are you?

[Hm...from the sound of it, he may have been forced/coerced to take a new form...?

Saiduq calmly points a finger at the other.]

Only you can answer such a question.

[jyajyaaan]

[He takes a deep breath and for a moment it looks like he wants to say something, really, really badly -But then something in his eyes changes and he quickly turns his head to the side to avoid Saiduq's gaze as his hand drops to his side where it curls into a tight little fist.]

...That's not very funny.

[adminproof]

Funny? I am neither jesting nor mocking.

[He's completely serious about this.]

What do you feel? Whatever your feelings are, it's how you address them that is important.

[Saiduq can't give Vector the answer, not when each and every being has their own unique one.]

[jyajyaaan]

. . . . . [He looks at him for a moment longer, looking stunned before a flicker of something close to anger crosses his face just to be fought down right away.

What he feels? What's up with the nonexistent logic of this pseudo-philosophical crap?! Don't make him laugh, he's feeling repulsed enough as is with his current bodily curcumstances as is!

Giving Saiduq a last glance, he lowers his head so that his bags hide his eyes.]

In that case I'd prefer it if you don't bring it up anymore. I'm me. I don't care who or what thinks they have a right to shape me, that's my choice.

[adminproof]

......

[Saiduq might be socially awkward, but even he knows when he's hit a button. Ah, he was probably being too presumptuous again. Too selfish and pushy, imposing his own image of someone over someone else, over who they actually were. More than one person has suffered from it.]

...All right. I shall speak no more of this matter.

[jyajyaaan]

...Thanks.

[Turning to go, he gives him a last glance over his shoulder.]

I'm going to start the game now. I don't know what you have picked, but I wish you the best of luck.

[adminproof]

...The same to you. Good luck with your endeavor.

[And with that, he waves farewell before fading out of sight.]