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[petridish]

I do a lot of tagging by e-mail, and e-mail commenting doesn't work once Captcha's on. So! Personal overflow post.

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[petridish]

[It's weird, talking about this. She hasn't mentioned it to anyone else, waving it off when other people notice. But once she gets started, it floods out of her.]

Sometimes I lose time. I come to and I'm not where I was before - I can't remember how I got there.

One time I ended up in front of its room.

[imaginary_wife]

I'm going to ask the captains if I can get a surveillance record, too.

I want to know if you looked like you might have wanted to get in there to him. If you ore Tali get touched again, you're dead.

[And she says it with a darker tone than usual, one where, despite her usual mouth, she wants Shepard to know how very seriously she's taking all of this.]

[petridish]

You could ask Nihlus too. He found me.

But... [This, she struggles to articulate.] Even if I did get touched again. I'd still come back.

[Coming back to life onto a ship where people don't seem to stay dead, without two years of reconstructive surgery and a handy supply of spare parts, has not done her sense of mortality any favors.]

[imaginary_wife]

And the mark might come back, too.

...It didn't disappear off of all the deceased. It's possible, but no guarantee. You could die and still encounter symptoms.

You've got a hell of a lot of trouble on you there, toots.

[petridish]

[With a disgruntled sigh, she curls her hands into fists.]

I don't care if it kills me. But I don't want to be the reason it hurts anyone else.

[imaginary_wife]

Like I mentioned, dying might not even stop it.

So... put noble deaths on the back burner for now. [She insists.]

[petridish]

[She blinks, staring at her.]

You think I'm being noble...?

[imaginary_wife]

By some standards. I can appreciate that you wouldn't want it to have control over you.

The people that created my people... [she paused, not sure she should even tell this story] they had control stems to make us obedient.]

[petridish]

[Even before Yewll pauses, she suddenly gets why the doctor's been helping the clones aboard the Moira. People want to help their own, that's why she was raised to save humans, but Yewll's definition is a bit looser than just her species.]

They've got control chips on my world too.

[imaginary_wife]

[She would have helped them anyway, but the fact they're manufactured makes it mean more to her. She's putting in some more information on the latest plant, not looking up, but you can tell the information bothers her.]

Do they...

Did you have one?