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How can people be so idle when there is so much at stake at your inaction?
[It's quiet. The past jump has not been kind to Marius. In fact, he sounds positively unsettled, almost as if he needs to just go to sleep and not talk to the public at large, but he needs to do something and this is the only way he can make his heart less heavy.]
We are slaves here to the whim of individuals we cannot even see, to those we cannot even meet, and -- I cannot keep quiet about it any longer.
[He draws in a breath.]
I know there will be much discussion about why we are here and whether or not we can escape -- and I am interested in hearing all of that, but what I am more interested in is opinion. I want to hear what people feel about being here, be it anger or apathy, rather than the facts of our situation, for nothing has ever been changed with cruel numbers and statistics so much as heart.
[And he stills for a long moment before Marius shuts off the feed -- and, maybe twenty minutes later, he sends out a text.]
[Filtered Away from Enjolras]
What can be done about nightmares?
[It's quiet. The past jump has not been kind to Marius. In fact, he sounds positively unsettled, almost as if he needs to just go to sleep and not talk to the public at large, but he needs to do something and this is the only way he can make his heart less heavy.]
We are slaves here to the whim of individuals we cannot even see, to those we cannot even meet, and -- I cannot keep quiet about it any longer.
[He draws in a breath.]
I know there will be much discussion about why we are here and whether or not we can escape -- and I am interested in hearing all of that, but what I am more interested in is opinion. I want to hear what people feel about being here, be it anger or apathy, rather than the facts of our situation, for nothing has ever been changed with cruel numbers and statistics so much as heart.
[And he stills for a long moment before Marius shuts off the feed -- and, maybe twenty minutes later, he sends out a text.]
[Filtered Away from Enjolras]
What can be done about nightmares?
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Yes. Actually no. Half that and half hands on. The energy bit comes from technology I created. But very rich philanthropist is a big thing of what I do. What's the use in having money if it's all in my hands? Might as well give some of it away when I make plenty of it.
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Is this a common practice, in your time?
The rich giving away their money.
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Seriously, I've got enough to last me more than enough lifetimes, and trust me, I've tried to burn through all of it more than once. Doesn't work.
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My own world is not so kind.
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Let me guess, one where the injustices of the world are left unchecked and pain is rampant and you like tossing people who have all the money off boats or something like that? Or alternatively, just steal the money.
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[Marius feels that is fairly self-explanatory.]
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So either I crushed most of your idealistic dreams that men like me exist in your time or I have somehow made the fire of hope burn brighter.
[ Sarcasm is just oozing from the tail end of the text. Oops. ]
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Would you settle for both?
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Yet it is comforting to know that the future is infinitely brighter than my own.
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I wouldn't call it infinitely brighter. Getting there though.
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