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[deathsdoctor]

[Blissfully unaware of Admirals stalking the village in search of him, Trafalgar Law is taking a few hours away from nosing around the village and through the journals... though it’s still open – he likes to listen to the background noise from the book. Today he must attend to some of life’s tedious domestic necessities. Mainly cleaning the apartment, cooking dinner, and sitting down on the couch to alter some new shirts and sweaters to accommodate his wings.

Boring, but it’s not going to get done by itself.

Sword maintenance comes next on the list, and that’s when the hairs on the back of his neck start to rise as he sights down the blade looking for imperfections and fractures. It’s a loud day for the journals, what with the floods of new arrivals (and no voices of crew yet), but he’s got the uneasy feeling the fun’s about to visit him in turn. 8| ]

… it’s really going crazy out there…

[… a really uneasy feeling.]

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[nosetobook.livejournal.com]

I don't have any preference to speak of.

[deathsdoctor]

... soup then. [It's simple and it goes down easy.

He's going to be gone for a few minutes to steal the bedding from another apartment, and get that soup. Communal kitchens are a pain that way.]

[nosetobook.livejournal.com]

[deathsdoctor]

[And voila, one steaming bowl of turkey and vegetable soup is set down on the nearby table with a spoon.]

Here... [Spoken as he sets a pillow and a pile of blankets on the couch.] ... that should keep you till the morn.

[nosetobook.livejournal.com]

I do have a question.

Do you treat everyone this kindly?

[deathsdoctor]

No. I certainly don't.

[Now here's the challenge to that, because here we are judging on looks and such a dangerous thing that is.]

Do I have a reason to be unkind here?

[Not that this is particularly kind of him. He's feeding you and giving you a roof for the night only, and then putting you in the trust of strangers come morning.

It's decenct. But decency and kindness are not always mutally equivalent.]

[nosetobook.livejournal.com]

I suppose you wouldn't. You have my gratitude, Stranger.

[deathsdoctor]

[Wonder why that is, child.]

Trafalgar Law. My name is Trafalgar Law. [Pirate, doctor, rumoured monster (no one knows for sure), and a man who has slapped those rumors in the face by showing kindness, such as saving and caring for his comatose rival and his protector for two weeks.]

And your name is?

[nosetobook.livejournal.com]

Cho Gonou.

[deathsdoctor]

[Peril of being in the same room as a knowledge seeker. Also, rhetorical question more than answered.]

[He's going to take a seat on the windowsill, slouching against the frame, with his nodachi comfortably nestled in the crook of his arm. Just watching below. Looking out for something. Or someone.]

Well then, Mister Gonou, enjoy your soup. ... hopefully tonight will be a quiet night.

[nosetobook.livejournal.com]

Silence itself can be deafening. Thank you again.

[deathsdoctor]

[Glancing back at you briefly, eyes somber and heavy with knowledge.] Yes, it most certainly can... [Looking back out the window.] ... but tonight I'll take that risk.

... you're welcome, Mister Gonou.

[nosetobook.livejournal.com]

Not many seem to do that.

[deathsdoctor]

Heh, so they don't. [A faint smile] I don't mind bucking the trend.

Besides.

... when the alternative is to invite attention from what walks these streets this evening, I think more would make that same choice.

[nosetobook.livejournal.com]

What are these alternatives you speak of?

[deathsdoctor]

Aa, a very dangerous man from my world. He's... hmm... how to describe this... a light man, you could say. As in he not just controls light, but is it as well. He's very destructive and not too discriminate in it... and there are few Luceti that could stop him, if at all, should he decide he's in the mood to kill something. He is also practically impossible to kill.

[Not exaggerating. Luceti's never had something like an Admiral before, and even powercapped the village could be a greasy streak of ash before there could be a blink]

... and... yes... he is an enemy of mine.

[nosetobook.livejournal.com]

It seems rather destructive for any well-knowledge scientist to want to bring someone like that into an enclosed vicinity. Especially knowing there are enemies among it.

My condolences, Law-san.

[deathsdoctor]

Somehow I doubt that concerns them. All they're interested is the data they can collect from us. Our responses to certain stimuli. And when set against near impossible odds... how one reacts to inevitability would be a invaluable thing to study.

...

[The whys of the Malnosso ways weren't hard to understand for Law. They did it because they were curious. Because there might be something to gain. And for scientists given the power of mad godlings to play with? They did it just because they could.

For Luceti, with its revolving door of life and death, why be concerned with the bugs under the microscope?]

It is what is, Mister Gonou. When the time comes, he will be met one way or the other. But... it is appreciated.

[nosetobook.livejournal.com]

I suppose that knowledge is based on perspective... Do you think anyone in here is willing. I have no interest for the information they seek, but shouldn't their be an obvious different between those who willing accept the trials and those who are unwilling. Judging human behavior seems rather redundant because of all the various outcomes. Even more so if they're all from far away lands.


There is no denying that...

[deathsdoctor]

No one here is willing, Mister Gonou, no one. And I would imagine they want their reactions as genuine as possible. And for that... cooperation might be a hindrance in the end.

You'd think so, but not if you want to suppose they're creating a baseline. A mean for the human experience. For that, you'd need all those people from all those lands, the more the better. For studies on commonality, diversity is necessary.

[Looking back out the window. Just watching once more. And then closing his eyes.]

Mmm... no.

[Sitting there and quietly resolved.]

[nosetobook.livejournal.com]

Then perhaps the real question not why they're doing this. Rather what they plan to do with the information obtained.

[deathsdoctor]

That's a very good question. Hopefully one day I'll have an answer for you.

[That's why he brought the blankets and the pillow for. They're on the couch.]

[nosetobook.livejournal.com]

Hopefully.