“ wow! it sure has been a while! i wonder what, k-kind of crazy, youthful hi-jinks everyone has been up to? maybe even dad has done something by now! “
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“Not a man to be trifled with.”
"My name is Promosis, you know this. I am not doing as well as I could be."
❝ well sure, but -- i mean, i-is it customary to call you by your first name? do you-, do aliens even have last names?uh. . nevermind that, w-w-what's wrong? why aren't you doing well? do you need help? i-i don't know as much stuff as rick, but, maybe i could -- i might be able to help? maybe? ❞
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❝I’ll be damn well surprised if anyone can bully me. But I’m not surprised rumors are floating about; I recall such a premise since I was a child.
Also, I don’t suggest you say such a term with the aura of sarcasm like that. Might get you in trouble.❞
❝ are you saying that, t-that there's a chance that, all things considered, you're not being heckled? 'c-cause, it seems to me, that, you were being heckled. ❞
❝ a-and, y'know, i'll stop being sarcastic when, when ricks stop! 'cause, i learned from the best! sooo, chew on that! a-and try not to nap! ❞
"Morty, how are you feeling?"
❝ um, well. . ❞
He pauses,if only to twitch the slightest attempt at a smile. It would have to do; he didn't have the will to push it too far. Maybe if he thought about Jessica. .
❝ i. . i'm ok. how are you? sir? mister alien? ❞
❝ hehe, i can't believe the, t-that the big scary 'mafia boss' is being bullied. ❞
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There's a little red box, sat neatly on the captain's desk. A gift! It's a pocket watch with latin engraved, that translates to ' victory loves diligence. ' There's a small silver bow attached, and a card that reads: " you look like you've seen a lot! i know things can be rough, and, maybe, a human holiday will make you feel better? so here's a gift! enjoy! "
taking the box in hand, followed by the card there was a moment of pause as steel orbs narrowed and brows furrowed downward in an honest attempt to read what was written on the card; while a few of the words jumped out and made sense to him, there were others that brought an occasional twitch of his thin brows. a simple shake of his head was given as if to mentally tell himself not to push for understanding something when his knowledge was limited, and so the card was placed back onto the desk as both hands then took to inspecting the box before gently opening it.
upon seeing what was inside, the stiff mask slowly began to soften, before turning into bewilderment as hesitantly a hand reached forward to touch it ( possibly to see if it was real ) but instead the hand was frozen in place. he found himself in a spot where he was simply unable to move one way or another.
feeling a lump form in the back of his throat, and with a quick glance around only to be greeted by his own shadow in the candle light, he found himself unable to think straight. the raven had never received a gift like this before. it was something of a value he would never understand, even now with a job that paid him and provided him with more than what the underground gave, never would he have imagined having something such as this. the gift felt more fit for someone like erwin, but someone had gone to the trouble to give it to himself — unless the card had said otherwise and he was unable to make that piece out. yet, it was on his desk, a place that was mostly untouched until now.
what did it mean? was it truly meant for him of all people?
with no one around to question, the raven found his way into the worn-out chair in silence, eyes almost never leaving the object within the box even when he sat down. it was while sitting that he could get a better look at it, but levi refused to remove it, simply because he didn’t wish to dirty it up with whatever could have gotten on his hands. it was easier to view it and not touch, at least that was what he managed to convince himself; after all, there was still a part of him that felt like a child. a gift of such value was to be handled with care. soon, a proper explanation for it would come in time, but until then the captain found himself looking at it with awe hidden behind steel orbs.
❝ i wonder if -- i mean, do aliens know that, that humans think they're really interesting? o-or that, we've been looking for them for a long time? i wonder if aliens are looking for us, too, or if they're just, i-if they're worried about their own sh- stuff? i imagine that, people probably put other life forms on a pedestal, y'know? like, if there's something else out there that isn't on earth, then, i mean, people -- w-we, see ourselves as really advanced, when, y'know, when compared to other stuff on earth. but maybe people think that, because of that, if it isn't on earth but it's smart enough to, to get here -- t-t-then, obviously, it must be way smarter than us. but what if, a-and hear me out. . what if, aliens just stumbled upon us? 'cause, 'c-cause their space gps, malfunctioned? or something? right? yeah? ❞
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V.E. Schwab, Vicious
❝ huh! wow! i really get the feeling that i, that something happened! like, i went on a trip that i don't remember? o-or something? i-i-i-- feel like i've been kind of unconscious for a bit! man. . it's a dog eat dog world when you, w-w-when your own mind, doesn't want you to think too hard about stuff. ❞
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“Non-space political is exactly the point, Morty. Do you know why we’re not focused on technological advancements to science? We’re so caught up on destroying ourselves than improving. Not every government is filled with sane people, Morty. They will bite you in the ass with dental bills and school bills.”
He would rather fix his own wounds if he ever injuries himself. No need to pay hundreds to thousands of dollars for a severe leg injury. At first, doctors will gladly help. However, it’s all for the money.
Why not science over money he thought? That’s a better viewpoint.
❝ i-i mean. . isn't that the price we pay, or something? for not being, for, uh. . f-for having immediate access to stuff? ❞
He tilts his head in thought, though he figured it was generally best to secede to whatever it was that Rick thought. Granted, his view on school and government in general wasn't the most positive, but Morty liked to let those kind of comments just roll off his shoulders.
❝ maybe you should work for the government, rick. i mean, if you wanna change, something, shouldn't you -- doesn't it make more sense to, i dunno, t-to make the change? instead of just talking? ❞
"Morty, the next time there's a inner galactic war in the cosmos, why not just tell our precious government to do something about it? Oh, wait! They can't. We don't have the tools for space yet."
❝ aw jeez, c'mon, rick. it's not like they're,like they're trying to be inconvenient. i-i-it's not,y'know, a matter of, o-of-- w-w-what are you eventalking about? we haven't had a war! earthis non-space political! no stance here! ❞