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latest status update 3/6/2018

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[girlybruiser]

[ Somehow, that doesn't sound as nice as she thinks it should. ]

Why are they special?

[darkov]

[a muffled sound and some shifting.

then, after a beat:] They can...do anything, make anything. Art...buildings. Wonders. If it weren't for the monsters, the world would be beautiful. All...crafted by their skills. They made Darkovs and...and everything else. They're why Darkovs exist at all, so we have to appreciate them.

[girlybruiser]

You were...

[ It takes a while to digest. ]

... made by humans?

[ Honestly, that puts Martin closer to Morgana, almost. ]

[darkov]

Mn. That's where it all started. Humans needing weapons strong enough. So...they made Darkovs. And kept breeding them until they got better at hunting and killing the monsters.

...I'm not...good, but. The others are. They're good at what they do.

[girlybruiser]

[ Haru is quiet on her end, shifting uncomfortably as she processes this information. It's near impossible for her mind to wander and make assumptions, especially hearing terms like "breeding". It makes her stomach knot. ]

Humans then... do they control Darkovs?

[darkov]

[and Martin's oblivious to it all, too tired to bother even being anxious. it's almost comfortable, right on the edge of not feeling much at all.

and this is easy stuff: he knows his simple life.]

Just the Lumas. The handlers. They know what to do to make sure we do our best. Without them, we wouldn't know anything.

[girlybruiser]

[ It's a struggle, trying to find the right words. She's quiet again.

Then: ]

Why not? There's a lot to learn about the world. You would figure it out eventually.

[darkov]

We're not made for that. I mess up anyway. Even on the things I'm...supposed to do right.

[girlybruiser]

I'm sure that isn't true.

[darkov]

...

[he says nothing -- there's just the sound of a slowly drawn and exhaled breath. how many times is he going to have this kind of conversation?

as many times as it takes to disappoint everyone, probably.]

[girlybruiser]

Martin?

[darkov]

Mh.

[...]

I'm still here.

[girlybruiser]

We don't have to talk about this anymore if you would prefer.

[ She can say it till she's red in the face, but it sounds like Martin is set in his ways for now. Better not to push. ]

[darkov]

...

I might just sleep.

[so what if it's like. the afternoon or whatever. he's nocturnal, it's fine.]

Sorry.

[girlybruiser]

... okay! That's fine.

[ Glancing at the clock... ]

If you ever want to talk, don't hesitate to message me.

[darkov]

Alright... [beat.] Thank you. Goodbye.