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[Mikodez is sitting in the art room, a bowl of candies to his left. He’s working as he talks, a feathered fishing lure taking shape under steady fingers. The beads are small enough to make it a good test for his coordination.]

I’ve been thinking about power. Not in a philosophical sense, I think it’s better if I leave the moral complexity questions for others. There have been various discussions about the power people have here, for good or bad or... neutral. The immediacy of it draws people’s attention.

As, ah, important as those discussions are, I’m interested in a slightly different question. Would you say that back when you were in a ‘real’ world, you had power?

Did, or does, it matter?

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[Mikodez can frequently be found in the art room, either creating something or working on his slate. He also visits the spa, methodically going through the nail polish; takes meals in the dinning room that tend to consist mostly of sugar; explores the library, apparently aimlessly; and he can’t resist the urge to play games.

Late in the barge night, he frequently wanders the corridors or paces the deck, tapping an absent tune on the railing.]

If he sometimes runs into a creature with his face, but whose dark eyes are empty of any warmth... He learned how to laugh at himself a long time ago..]