business and a question

[notamaniac]

In light of recent Nexus events, Freddy has been busy the past several weeks. He's been helping repair and rebuild, including his own business. The anti-violence field left him completely unprepared for that level of violence. Things like that usually didn't happen in his country, in the time he is from.

To say he's unhappy would be a vast understatement. He's pissed and it's bringing out a side of his nature that he doesn't like.

While he's been working, Freddy has been having an intense debate within himself about vengeance, justice, and protecting other people. He hasn't reached any conclusion that satisfies him. It seems he can make his mother proud and keep his self respect...or he can do something about what happened, which...might protect people in the Nexus. Maybe. Then, again...maybe not? Maybe he's just pissed and looking for an excuse to lash out.

Freddy walks to the middle of the Plaza, watching people go by, before addressing anyone who wants to listen.

"Y'know, one of my parents was scum, the other a saint, at least in my eyes," Freddy announces. "I choose my character every damn day."

Well, that was dramatic, at least. He took a deep breath, starting over.

"What's going to happen to that Khan guy? Anything?"

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[protolawyer]

"Well, the second we step back into my world, injuries are back on the table. Source: I punched my legal assistant in the thigh and he felt it. Don't worry, he said something stupid and deserved it.

"So again, party at my place. If we wanna get wild, I can rent an Ekose freighter and we'll shoot him out an airlock. It'll be tight as FUCK."

[notamaniac]

"Is that really a good idea? Look at what that guy did here!" Freddy objects, impatiently. "You really want to risk unleashing him in your world? If we get someone like that under wraps, the only place they should be taken is to a cemetary. Otherwise, leave them rotting in jail."

He sighs.

"Look, were you here when those dream bubbles were floating around, about the time that priest guy got people sick?"

[protolawyer]

Shark frowns, thinking. "Bubbles, no. Priest, yes. I mean, from a distance. I saw the guy swishin' around and I was like, oh son, I'm not going near THAT. I don't need the virtue rubbing off on me, y'know? No gods can keep up with my rockstar lifestyle."

[notamaniac]

Freddy is not about to argue religion with this guy. He just shrugs.

"Okay, never mind," he sighs. He's kept his abilities secret all of his life. He's not sure his reasons justify breaking his silence. "I'm just saying, we got lots of people here with weird abilities. We oughta be able to test the anti-violence field and see how it reacts to things."