Thursday, January 19, 2017

We're All Prisoners If You Think About It

Prison's greatest influence is not while you're in it. It's when you're free, but feel like you never left. - Chronicles of Lorentino

"Slow." Our new red skinned friend wasn't big on conversation, but he was big on insults. It was nice to know he wasn't trying to be polite or even taking the time to explain things, he was just being a huge dick and hoping we didn't kill him in response. I mean he was in theory showing us a way out that didn't lead past a bunch of newly dethawed and pissed off prisoners. But I had to wonder A. how he knew the way, and B. what he planned on doing when he got out. These were of course later concerns, his dickery was the more prominent issue I had.

"Old." I mean wasn't physically old, but mentally I was super old, maybe even as old as the prisoner minus the space fairing race he was a part of. He stopped to appraise me, we were climbing what felt like endless stairs.

"No, look not at all old."

"Would you two shut up, you're both slower than I am." Shira was way ahead of us acting as a pathfinder. Her robotic joints did not have the same limitations my body did, but I feel being biological had its advantages for sure. Like early death from disease or bladder infections. Wait shit those, those aren't advantages.

"Robot rude."

"Extremely Rude."

"I can hear you two, good gods biologicals are the worst." I knew Shira was getting tired of the limitations of flesh. I just figured she'd hide it better!

"So what were you in prison for?"

"Prison?" He waited processing, "Confinement, was not, fail safe for prison, was not intended to be freed with everyone else, supposed to be freed first, explain, now things have gone bad."

"That sounds horrible why would you sign up to be locked up here?"

"Not all crimes, crimes, felt my duty." He didn't say anything else for a time, and I had to wonder if duty itself could be a prison. But more importantly what crime could he have committed that wouldn't be a crime that would necessitate such sacrifice? I have to admit, the not prisoner was the weirdest thing I'd seen in a long time. And just that day I'd seen a creature with twenty independent heads.

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