[ he spent most of the first few days in taeum having to convince the local half of the team here that it's his face. just when he'd started to get used to it, now he's remembered he has to do the same with the other half. ]
Don't really know the how of it, but — this body's mine. My original face. No swaps, no loans. Found myself in it the moment we landed.
No. [ There's a dramatic shift in tone to his voice. ] No, it isn't at all like that here. It's — well, it's dark. Nothing perfect. Perfection's something to barter here.
[ kovacs catches the shift in his tone, concern rising, particularly in knowing so many of his friends seem to be stuck in that place — and he can't do anything about it from where he is. ]
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[ he spent most of the first few days in taeum having to convince the local half of the team here that it's his face. just when he'd started to get used to it, now he's remembered he has to do the same with the other half. ]
Don't really know the how of it, but — this body's mine. My original face. No swaps, no loans. Found myself in it the moment we landed.
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[ He's pondering what it might be like if he were in Taeum and not Sedorum, though he's been pondering that one on and off for days now. ]
Even with my first face, I'd like to think I've had some improvements over the years.
[ Not that that's important right now. ]
Right! Well, you look good. I like the hair.
[ And everything else, honestly, but he's been told saying as much is a bit weird. ]
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[ a joke, of course. no offense to ryker's body. still, nothing compares to being in his own skin. truthfully, it's been a nice change. ]
No different faces, but — healed scars, cleaner looks. I think it has to do with the expectations of this place. Creating a picture perfect afterlife.
[ it's sickening, really. ]
Guessing that's not the case where you're at.
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[ Well, that's interesting. The Doctor pauses. ]
No. [ There's a dramatic shift in tone to his voice. ] No, it isn't at all like that here. It's — well, it's dark. Nothing perfect. Perfection's something to barter here.
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Has it been dangerous?
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He can lie; it might even be the better thing to do. But perhaps this isn’t the time either. ]
Nothing the lot of us couldn’t handle while we’re here, I assure you. We won’t be here for too long.