theantiaya | ➢ 027 [VIDEO]

➢ 027 [VIDEO]

A query for my fellow residents of the Barge:

[Aya is straight to the point today, even moreso than usual. Her eyes are distant, but focused on something beyond the camera as she speaks in her usually cool, calculated tone. Words chosen for a reason.]

How many of you have lost Wardens before your promised Graduation? How many of these separations occurred without warning?

Or, perhaps, more relevantly...how many Wardens here have left unfulfilled promises to those you have sworn to assist?

((ooc: Translation: Aya just lost the closest thing she could ever consider to a competent Warden, and is decidedly not pleased with this turn of events.))

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You had my file.

And Spock had mine.

That isn't the point.

Perhaps not, but what you are arguing is a series of arbitrary coincidences that joined us as partners should have somehow allowed for an automatic understanding about everything regarding who you are, and how you function.

I am not certain if you are that narcissistic, or simply naive.

What I'm arguing is that if you actually bothered to read my file, you would know that my avenues for expressing my own opinion, especially when they were contradictory to my creator's wishes and ideas, were extremely limited. Sarcasm was one of the few ways I could express myself. It therefore has never been unnecessary to me.

[He smiles. It's not a nice one.]

And frankly, I would say you're about as narcissistic as me. Perhaps even more so.

[She does not so much as flinch at either the smile nor the explanation. His opinions of her mattered little.]

I am aware.

[She had vague memories of the file; strange, considering her archive was supposed to give her the equivalent of an eidetic memory.]

Your situation, however, is no longer applicable to your current state. Your creators are not here. Nor do you carry any expectations of compliancy beyond a blanket set of rules the rest of us follow. You are no more oppressed than any other inmate here, David, yet you speak as if you are meant to be seen as something unique. To continue an arbitrary 'coping mechanism' implies you continue to cling to memories that should no longer hold the effect over you that they very obviously still do.

Perhaps oppressed isn't the best word. But I have grown increasingly tired of people pretending that they understand why I respond the way I do, instead of asking me why I choose to.

Then do not wait for them to ask.

However, I suggest you come up with a more sufficient explanation. Living in the past is something an organic being does. It hinders progression, and denies maximum functionality.