The Second Ideal

[solveforn]

[Lately, N can be seen at the Chaos Gate, warping in an out regularly. He appears to not be staying long in Mac Anu, and if he is, it is to simply resupply before he goes to a new area.

He hasn't been speaking to anyone as of late, and has not been forming a party as he visits areas. He certainly has plenty of Member Addresses at this point, so what could he be doing all by himself?

Nevertheless, he will not turn down anyone who wishes to join him on a trip to a field.]

Comments

Do you think N will be able to tell that this guy isn't actually human?

[eightofseven]

[It's been a few hours since the Anguished One had noticed. And this person... was interesting to him. He waits for N to gate-out of an Area.]

[Eventually, of course, it happens.]

Hello.

He isn't superhuman, so he doesn't really have any way to tell!

[solveforn]

Oh. Hello.

[N doesn't appear to be greatly bothered by the intrusion. He smiles, in only mild curiosity.]

Is there something you would like from me?

Well, not obviously. Yet. His entrance in DS2 on the other hand...

[eightofseven]

There is, but it is only an answer. What manner of man are you?

But to obtain it, I feel I am better served working with you.

[solveforn]

What manner of "man" am I?

[The emphasis on words is an interesting one, with this green-haired weirdo...]

If that's the answer you would like to know, then it is not something that can be explained in words. Even I am not quite sure what "manner of man" I am, as such a thing has never been relevant to me.

[eightofseven]

I speak of your mind and your spirit.

Or do you not consider yourself human?

[solveforn]

[Yikes, nail on the head a little quickly, there. N stares at this stranger, staring for a bit as his mind ran for a few moments.

He can't even answer that question.]

[eightofseven]

[Despite his spiritual attunement, Alcor isn't a mind-reader by any stretch. He has literally no idea what your silence could mean.]

[solveforn]

I can't answer in words.

[eightofseven]

Then I will accompany you, so that you may answer with actions. Is this acceptable?

[solveforn]

Yes, it is. I don't know if you will get a full answer. But we shall see.

[eightofseven]

Indeed.

[His Relic is at the ready. Exchange member addresses y/n?]

[solveforn]

[Indeed! N passes his Member Address rather easily.

Time to pick a random keyword! Or...]

Did you have an area in mind? I was simply exploring.

[eightofseven]

I do, in fact. Is "Truthful Past's Exile" agreeable?

[solveforn]

[Dem keywords. N doesn't seem to associate the keywords with anything, simply nodding in affirmation.]

Yes. I'll add you to my party.

[N is a natural leader, even if he is all kinds of socially awkward, and takes no hesitation at taking the lead.]

The other version's N, though... would be a different story.

[eightofseven]

Let us go, then.

It's definitely more that N doesn't read heavy into subtext.

[solveforn]

[N transports to the area, looking perfectly content to explore, regardless of whether someone is with him or not. At the same point in time, he doesn't ignore his company.]

Did you have something in mind for this area?

Ah.

[eightofseven]

Not particularly.

[However, he will stay close to you in the event of a hostile encounter.]

If it helps any, I definitely appreciate those awesome keywords! =D

[solveforn]

Very well!

[He pulls up the information for the area. He's gotten rather used to using the technology of the relic. He looks at the map for a bit, before putting the relic away and meandering towards a separate island, crossing a nearby bridge.

There's a small party of monsters guarding the chests, but N doesn't seem to be going directly towards them.]

[eightofseven]

[Al Saiduq is confident that N knows what he's doing. And yet, suddenly the sound of his footsteps stops.]

[solveforn]

[N seems to have gotten familiar with the range he needs to keep to avoid getting attacked by the monsters. He walks right up to a Chim Tree, giving it a kick and sending a cascading number of chims to the ground to run around playfully.]

[eightofseven]

[And this is something he hadn't found out yet. He'd seen the mine-cart-riding ones in the caves and the occasional bunch of them in the objects scattered about everywhere, though, and had given at least some thought to the Chims' existence. He doesn't kick them.]

What do you think of these creatures? Do they have a purpose beyond the energy they radiate?

[solveforn]

They have just as much significance as you or I have.

[He chuckles, following a few as they scurried, nudging them with his foot instead of kicking them outright. The chims seemed to enjoy this game, at least, and relinquish their chim spheres.]

[eightofseven]

And yet, what exactly that is remains to be seen, if it is true. I don't have nearly as much experience with them as I do with humanity.

[If even a light tap is enough, then sure, he'll follow suit, even when N isn't with him.]

[solveforn]

Trying to quantify a life is not feasible. The value of a life is immeasurable, no matter its form.

Something of indeterminate value, but is so clearly present. It is a value that cannot be ignored. A figure that must be present in any formula.

[There's a very strange smile, and a different weight to N, as he talks like this. It touches N to his core, and the passion he has for it is bared in pure honesty and interest.]

[eightofseven]

[This is a different way of looking at things, but it does remind him a little bit of Ronaldo.]

[That is not a good thing.]

And yet, different lives are capable of different things. You or even I, for instance, cannot produce the energy released by these Chim Chims, at least not now. Trying to consider them all equal is fruitless.