Scorpius

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Now this is...promising.

I don't expect we're able to direct calls to those of our choosing?

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Considering that it was your action that caused my death, I feel that I am at least owed your continued presence until my graduation. Obviously you felt there were better things than fulfilling your obligations.

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Don't give me that crap! You would have killed me without a thought the minute you got what you wanted! Maybe if you'd left me the hell alone I wouldn't have been forced to do what I did!

You played with fire, Scorpius, you got your ass burned.

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It's interesting you'd assume I'd kill you. Up until your abrupt departure, I believe I was growing quite fond of your company.

[No more, though. B[ You serial abandoner]

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With a friend like you, who needs enemies? The feeling wasn't mutual, trust me.

[Look at all the frells he gives Scorpius...look at them.]

And what? You were just going to let me go skipping back off into the universe knowing what I know?

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[You're a sour bastard, John]

There were a number of possibilities in my hands. The precise end to our intertwined story would have had to wait until I gleaned every important piece of the data stored in your brain.

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[Oh my god, Scorpius.]

Remember we were talking about how to make friends?

This isn't it.

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[Scorpius pauses from his scathing rant, mid-snarl at Crichton]

Crichton is an exception to every rule he comes near.

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Isn't that why you're so fascinated?

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He abandoned his work. With that comes a deep loss of respect.

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His work. [Her scepticism, let her show you it. But okay, they'll go with that.] Let me ask, when does it just start being foolish to stay the course?

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[Yep. His work. Nothing suspicious there]

When what you've tried is not working.

This was not the case.

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Why do you know that better than he does?

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Before my death, it was my primary goal to fully understand John's mind.

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You can't. Not completely, not like he does.

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That would be where you're wrong.

[Crichton's left the Barge now; Scorpius sees no reason why he must keep this secret.]

I implanted a neutral chip in his brain, some time ago. It links his mind to mine.

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[Deal with it Scorpy.]

You mean maybe you'd let me live once you've broken me and more than likely driven me insane. Wow, how generous of you. Gee, why did I ever try to run from you?

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My intent was never to break you, John. Your mind is an instrument of delicate precision. It was to be handled carefully, lest others mismanage it.

Which you yourself seem to have done, against my wishes.

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Could have fooled me. I wouldn't call back alley brain surgery or inducing uncontrolled seizures very careful handling. Not to mention the other shit you pulled.

Since when have I given a damn about your wishes?

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You've always had a high level of durability.

[It's one of the things he liked best about you.]

Do you care about anything other than yourself?

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That doesn't give you the license to keep pushin' me. I already passed all my physicals.

[He has Scorpius to thanks for showing him just how durable he really is, but no way in hell is he gonna be grateful for that. Ignorance would have been bliss in this case.]

Yeah Scorp, do you?

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[Since when does he wait for a license where it concerns you, Crichton?]

It may surprise you to hear, but I do.

You may have paved the way for more destruction than you know.

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[His point exactly.]

Oh come off it. I am not responsible for your two races getting into it with each other. I shouldn't even have a horse in this race.

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Of course you're not responsible. You're not even a party to this war.

You're the weapon.

And I do not ask a pulse pistol its opinion before I shoot something.

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Your pulse pistol isn't a living thing, but I am.

Hell, if Winona had an opinion, I might listen to the goddamn thing. I might learn something.

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