Paco lowered his glass on a bar, leaning towards the man and shifting his sunglasses a bit" Me ? I'm just a traveler of sort...just a man who makes things go according to plan. And I work with people who make the plans, its an complex variety of technical experts. But I don't go too deep into that subject, its planned that way."He slightly grins in self amusing way. "And you mister ? What's your story, what makes a man search for all sort of frequencies and find a place like this one ? Don't get me wrong, I'm glad to see new faces around"
"A question fer ye, good sir. Not an actual one, just something tae mull over. When one can have anything they want, what does one want? No need fer power or fame or fortune, just the endless pointlessness of unlimited power."
He giggled and concentrated on the empty beer glass, eyes fluttering for a moment. "I'm a Builder. I build roads, roads tae go anywhere, roads tae do anything, roads that are impossible, roads that are impossibly simple. Castles, cloobs, plazas, people, drinks, food, actions, AI, loife....I build it all. Tha's the reason I came here. Beacuse this place ai didnae build. Heh. Hear me, goan on loike one of those damned books ai read. I checked in because it's new, an' it's my job tae check new things, an' i stayed fer the beer and the atmosphere an beacuse the alternative was goan back to a room of mine own not unlike this."
He took a sip of beer.
gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|
"What does one want then you ask, I can't make an objective answer for sure."Paco scratched his chin"But in my case, I can say I have everything I want, but I always want more, and there is only one reason for it. Because I know I can get more, it has nothing to do with greed, its just a matter of precise knowledge, I'm sure there is an limit to it."Paco took man's glass and fill it to the top"I see you like to go in a profound search of answers, I do enjoy conversation which holds more then one could presume. I couldn't help but notice that strange accent of yours, Bretonian ?"
The man with the ginger hair spoke slowly, sparingly, savoring each sentence. "Junkah Mooly, with a hint of Cambridge proper frem the ol' boys club, toodle pip, what sah; although, truth be told, i did more mockin' at Cambridge t'en i did learnin', although learn i did, in nonsensical lessons, straightfarwerd, the trooth of mysteries an' the depth of a thousand philosophers distilled tae sets of numbers. No depth. If a student hasn't the wit tae see, then a teacher hae nae roight tae explain, o'ly goide.
Even things of numbers an' logic an' laws. This all..."
He gestured around. "Tis a product of science, ye, but it approaches the god-like aspirations of omnipetience, omniscience an' omnipresence. Hmm. Approaches? No. Here we can be god loike nae place else. Here there are nae limits, nae reservations, only the infinite space of mind and code..."He cut himself short. "Aplogies. T's the first worthwhile human interaction i've had in a very long toime. Most o the toime i'm dictating to a auto-recorder. But yes, Bretonian. An' i suppose your a Libertonian."
gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|
Brutus entered the room, holding a holo-band. Nobody was on Leiden today, apart from the maintenance crew and a couple of Hogosha smugglers, so the bar was empty. He turned on a terminal, typed a line of code, plugged a few wires and sat on a comfortable chair. Then he switched his holo-band to "simulation" mode.
' Wrote:
>>>System security alert!<<<
>>>The Sirius Neuro-Interactive Defense Environment (SNIDE) encountered a critical error and had to shut down. Accessing this N-link may result in software, hardware and/or nervous-system damage. It's strongly unadvised for you to proceed. Warranty expires upon entry. Do you wish to continue?<<<
>>>Enter<<< - >>><strike>LEAVE</strike><<<
Brutus waited the time needed for the scenery to be computed.
He stood up, looking around. Another bar, a much classier one. He was wearing the most expensive tuxedo instead if his cheap thick coat. One could see the image slightly glittering when he started walking towards the bar, with a smile.
"Libertonian, you might put it that way. Once you get used to your own piece of galaxy, you can't leave that easily. But all I need is around here, you just need to know right people in the right places."Paco turned around to Brutus and nodded slowly, showing him the lady sitting alone at the bar. "No limits certainly"He answered to the molly junker"But only for those who run this place heh, but of course there are rooms beyond this room where we give our guests enough freedom to express their desires, after all, this is Radio Free Liberty, without giving people some of control in certain places, we couldn't call it free"."I better put some music on, something from my personal archive, hard stuff to get"He mumbled in his chin.
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