Cor Leonis (
flawed_immortality) wrote in
hugtopia2019-11-15 09:55 am
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Video: There's an old voice in my head
So it seems the coeurl is out of the bag.
[For those of you that haven't seen Cor since he escaped the Temple Priests care he's looking... well... quite a bit less haggard. As a matter of fact he looks better than he has in months. No less worried or stern but the harsh weathering has faded from his skin making the light smattering of freckles clearer, his hair is a little darker, the lines in his face a little lighter.
As a matter of fact he looks more like a man in his early 40s, not one teetering ever closer to 50.]
There's likely a whole mess of time paradox concerns but as we have more and more people from Eos arriving it is becoming harder and harder to keep track of who knows what. Anyone that has any input on how to handle these potential paradoxes I'd appreciate it.
[He sighs, lifting a mug of coffee to his lips, and offering the tablet a resigned shrug.]
Of those here... I believe I have the most complete picture of the future. It was August ME 758 last I knew. If you'd like to know what your future holds rather than tripping into it. Come see me.
[He reaches out to kill the feed, hesitating for just a moment.]
Mmm, Ardyn, I've a favor to ask when you have a moment, as well.
[For those of you that haven't seen Cor since he escaped the Temple Priests care he's looking... well... quite a bit less haggard. As a matter of fact he looks better than he has in months. No less worried or stern but the harsh weathering has faded from his skin making the light smattering of freckles clearer, his hair is a little darker, the lines in his face a little lighter.
As a matter of fact he looks more like a man in his early 40s, not one teetering ever closer to 50.]
There's likely a whole mess of time paradox concerns but as we have more and more people from Eos arriving it is becoming harder and harder to keep track of who knows what. Anyone that has any input on how to handle these potential paradoxes I'd appreciate it.
[He sighs, lifting a mug of coffee to his lips, and offering the tablet a resigned shrug.]
Of those here... I believe I have the most complete picture of the future. It was August ME 758 last I knew. If you'd like to know what your future holds rather than tripping into it. Come see me.
[He reaches out to kill the feed, hesitating for just a moment.]
Mmm, Ardyn, I've a favor to ask when you have a moment, as well.
no subject
[He found the man more reliable than Prompto in general. And seemed to have a better head on his shoulders.]
I've already plans to copy the boy's photographs, and I will need to get a copy of my records.
[He took notes, made a timeline, and he could study it closer later. He needed more. More information to sort through so that he could determine better what was true and false and what happened in his lab.
The best person to trust was himself. If he could get his own records, then he could truly see what happened and why.]
no subject
You began using audio recordings eventually. They may be a bit trickier to get a hold of.
[A copy of his records. Because of course every Lucian, regardless of their point in time, all orchestrated some bizarre and elaborate lie to feed to him.]
Did it ever occur to you that none of us care enough about you to make up extravagant lies?
[It's not accusatory, more... tired. Jaded in a way he doesn't let himself appear in front of most others. But this is Besithia. He has absolutely no reason to uphold any kind of facade for him.]
no subject
There's only one among even our people who knew of... most of my work. And he does not currently have memory of such things. No, if I'm to truly understand everything that happened, it would be best to look at my own notes.
[It would be hard to formulate a plan of action without them. He'd have to guess at the underlying causes. He didn't really care about impressing Cor - especially not with displays of emotion. He was about results, and right now he needed to figure out what happened within the Empire so he could fix it.]
no subject
[Cor shakes his head, dismissive.]
So much for the law of parsimony. [He finally leans back in his chair, watching Verstael as though he might finally give up some small clue to where his madness comes from.] Do you have any other questions?
no subject
[Seemingly done with his notes, he clipped the pen against the board and held it loosely.]
Beyond that, there is also the case that one does not need to lie in order to tell something that is untrue. And there are details no one else but I would know.
I have a start here. I will need to find more if I am to make changes. [There was a lengthy pause. This had been difficult with Regis, but somehow even more so somehow with Cor.] ...You have my thanks.