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who: Victor Frankenstein + You?
what: catch-all for March
when: various places
where: March
warnings: I have no idea, but it's Victor, so it might get creepy/morbid/idek

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I'm a cop.

[ "The people you help will remember you". ]

What I do matters but . . . I'm never sure.

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No one's ever really sure. All you can do is make the most of the time you have.

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Even so. I feel . . . I need to know.

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Sounds pretty human to me. [not that it's unreasonable for a robot to want these things, but still]

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Almost.

[ There are still lines in the sand. ]

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Well, I know fairies and a giant and like I told you, I have a friend who's a werewolf. So it's all relative.

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Being both adds to my experience. I don't want to pretend I'm one over another.

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I can understand that. So Dorian, anything you want to ask me? Seems fair.

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[ Dorian pauses, mulling it over carefully before speaking. ]

Your . . . creations. What happened to them?

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I don't know what happened to the first one. The second was destroyed, though.

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Did the first one run away?

[ It's a little baffling to lose track. ]

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I really don’t know. I haven’t seen him in a long time. Anything could’ve happened to him.

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That sounds rather peculiar.

[ Dorian gets why his creator would lose track. There were hundreds of DRN models out there long ago. ]

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Yeah, well, no that like I had a choice. I’m hoping he found peace, wherever he is now.

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You didn't have a choice?

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I was forced to go to another land, far away from him.

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Another land?

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You know how this is a different land from the one you came from? Same thing. I was taken from my land and made to live in another, and like here, it’s very difficult to go back.

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[ Ah. His expression clears up. ]

Magic, I assume?

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You assume correctly. I was cursed to this other land and was trapped there for thirty years. I did go back to my own land, but of course after all that time, there was no way of tracking him down.

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[ Dorian nods. ]

What would you do if you ever saw him again?

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I don't know. I always thought I would go back and get it right, but after so long, I'm not sure that's possible. Or if it would even work.

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I think . . . it would still matter. If you tried.

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Of course I'd still try, but... I'd have to go back to that world first.

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[ Dorian nods in understanding. He's not sure if he wants to see Nigel again. Whether it would help. But he knows that it matters. ]

Of course.