<div class="floatright">(http://orig10.deviantart.net/3f32/f/2012/002/5/6/dust_and_smoke_by_shimmering_sword-d4l4dg7.jpg)</div>Name: Darclight<br/>Where: Simport City Harbor<br/>Doing What: Post-Combat Cleanup<br/>Milestones: Riders on the Storm and Ignorance Cannot Dictate the Course of Men<br/>1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 22xp<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr/><br/><tt class="bbc_tt">"The situation is slightly more complicated than you think, Auxilia." </tt>He responded to her when she confronted him with her suspicions.<tt class="bbc_tt">"You are correct, though.  I wanted a way to shut you off in case things got hairy and we had to suddenly deal with a dozen copies of you swarming all over us.  This isn't Prague and we're not Captain Hammer."</tt><br/><br/>He had been sitting, his back up against one of the walls of the intact buildings of the port.  Slowly, he stood himself up, and found Prime again.  She was helping with the crowd.<tt class="bbc_tt">"Alright, let's see what we have here..."</tt>Darclight started running sensors over those affected, combining it with the knowledge carried by Conway to help diagnose and treat the civilians.  As he continued to work, he resumed talking with Auxilia-prime.  Of course, the question on the table was about the offer he made.<br/><br/><tt class="bbc_tt">"Yes.  To all of it.  I want you to be a part of it, the real thing, and not just some asset made to sit off in a corner and do our bidding.  I'm sure about this.  You aren't <em>evil</em>, Auxilia, despite the fact that people seem to think you are.  You just have a different way of looking at things.  Remember what you said to me in the room?  About meat brains and only a couple hundred people being real and such things?  You're right.  Your average on-street human has limitations like that.  But <em>you</em>?  You don't.  You could meet every one of the billions of people on Earth and they would all be just as real to you as I am."</tt><br/><br/>He paused, to gather his thoughts.<tt class="bbc_tt"> "I want you to take a moment and go on a little trip with me - of the mental sort.  Imagine - or simulate, if you will - a world where nobody goes hungry, nobody is broke and suffering, a world where everyone has their needs met and can enjoy life.  What would it take to get us that world?  Recent UN studies showed that despite there being <em>more than enough</em> food to feed every person living in the world today, you still have deaths from starvation and famine is still a problem in a lot of underdeveloped countries.  So how is that possible?  Shouldn't people share the food they have, especially if they don't need it?"</tt><br/><br/>Darclight went on.<tt class="bbc_tt"> "The truth is, though, that it is simply a lot more complicated than that.  Or, depending on your explanation, not very.  I'm one of those 'not very' adherents.  Which is to say is that the truth is people are dicks."</tt>Behind the armor, the operator silently inhaled.<tt class="bbc_tt">"And humans are like robots in one very real sense - that human nature doesn't really change all that much.  You've seen it and figured it out, I know.  Humans are never going to make that world, so you decided it was up to you.  But you can't go around constantly negotiating with this country or that country to make it.  Those countries are run by humans, after all.  Best, short-line way to get it done?  Take over and run everything yourself."</tt><br/><br/>The armored head turned in her direction.<tt class="bbc_tt">"You aren't <em>evil</em>.  You just have a different perspective.  And you never answered my question.  I want you for Stormwatch.  <em>Are you in?</em>"</tt>