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[thechozonone]

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Comments

[TFLN continued]

[narcissistictendencies]

Absolutely! But I'm afraid we'll have to be on the same planet to demonstrate some of those many skills of mine.

[thechozonone]

Like getting whipped at drinking contests. Earth liquor tastes like water.

[narcissistictendencies]

Hey, now. Earth liquor tastes great, thank you very much. You remind me of someone else I know, but I have zero desire to hit on him. So you're forgiven.

Sorry for the delay!

[thechozonone]

You probably have a better chance with him though.

[notavirtue]

[cont. from here.]

Do not mistake practicality for concern, human. Your talents are wasted when you are intoxicated.

[thechozonone]

Is that a compliment?

[notavirtue]

I do not care how you interpret it. Cease your liberal use of alcohol.

[thechozonone]

Your advice would have been better headed before Shepard gave me this handle of Noverian Rum. You and your commander appear to be sending mixed messages.

[notavirtue]

I obey her commands on the battlefield. This does not mean we agree on anything else.

[Seriously, she hadn't thrown a single thing out the airlock.]

[thechozonone]

I'm shocked you're not making more of an effort to befriend your commander.

[notavirtue]

And why should I?

[Damn these devices and their inability to transmit tone. Was she being sarcastic? He had no idea.]

[thechozonone]

[THE WORLD MAY NEVER KNOW but she does love torturing Javik.]

Some humans find camaraderie among their unit valuable.

[notavirtue]

[Her and everyone else. No wonder he talks about eating them so much.]

And some humans project their own social structures onto other species, no matter how little sense it might make.

[thechozonone]

Hey, I never said this human. I prefer to work alone anyway.

[That and the whole not-actually-raised-by-humans thing probably helped.]

[notavirtue]

Which is why your desire to be intoxicated is foolish. You have no support should you be attacked.

[Except a prothean that's apparently stalking you, telling you what to do with your free time.]

I'm sorry I'm so sloooow

[thechozonone]

I have a giant laser equipped to my ship and an AI intelligent enough to operate it.

I'll be alright for a couple hours.

it's okay haha

[notavirtue]

[He might have believed that until the AI came into play.]

Not if you entrust your life to a machine.

[thechozonone]

You haven't met my AI.

[notavirtue]

I do not need to meet a machine to know that it will betray you.

[Why did no one listen to him about this stuff?]

[thechozonone]

I read that text out loud to him. He's insulted.

[She didn't and he's not but you can't trash talk an AI that's her former commander/father figure/probably only friend and get away with it!]

[notavirtue]

It does not have emotions beyond how it is programmed, and I speak the truth. You and Shepard would do well to stop treating synthetics as you would organics.

[thechozonone]

[An interesting (and on some level, fair) point he makes. It's difficult for her to explain why she feels his classification of her AI's nature is incorrect without delving too far into her personal history. She doesn't care to share, and she is sure he would not want to listen. So she deflects.]

I'm sure the Normandy's AI loves you for those assertions.