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[Sielje's cell is littered with books. Books that she was reading - because she made a promise to. And in the middle of it all, the knight standing stoically while pondering her available moves, another book in hand.]
Trapped in enemy territory, sworn not to cause trouble to my own captors as is required of a honorable prisoner... what may I do?
Earth is even more dangerous and tumultuous as a place than Ankaia. The planet has been ravaged by wars and invaders, even invaders out of this world.
I... I wish to see. It is too much to ask of a prisoner, but I wish to see how the ordinary people of Earth manage to exist. I find it impossible to believe that they can eke out a living with a constant threat of demise over their heads.
[She closes the book. It's written in ancient Greek. As a matter of fact, the books around the cell are written in all kinds of languages, presently used or classical.]
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Hmm.
Hmm...
[The vending machine outside Sielje's cell roused her curiosity for a while now. As soon as she had a chance, she went out to pick up a few items it had available -probably certainly with assistance of others who needed to explain how it worked.
And now it's time to further inspect her rewards.]
This is Earth food, is it not? How do you... open yourself! Aah!
[She rips a bag of chips open, scattering most of them on the floor to her own surprise. Sielje pretends not to be embarassed about it at all.]
Such difficulty...
[She mutters while picking up a canned drink, then immediately puts it back down. Too hard to open - and the knight does not seem too impressed with the chips' taste upon carefully eating one.
Lastly, here comes the chocolate bar. The wrapping is easy enough for even someone like Sielje to remove on a second try. As for the taste...]
...!
It is sweet! How is it possible? How did they make the flavor so sweet?
[Sielje's cell is littered with books. Books that she was reading - because she made a promise to. And in the middle of it all, the knight standing stoically while pondering her available moves, another book in hand.]
Trapped in enemy territory, sworn not to cause trouble to my own captors as is required of a honorable prisoner... what may I do?
Earth is even more dangerous and tumultuous as a place than Ankaia. The planet has been ravaged by wars and invaders, even invaders out of this world.
I... I wish to see. It is too much to ask of a prisoner, but I wish to see how the ordinary people of Earth manage to exist. I find it impossible to believe that they can eke out a living with a constant threat of demise over their heads.
[She closes the book. It's written in ancient Greek. As a matter of fact, the books around the cell are written in all kinds of languages, presently used or classical.]
[2]
Hmm.
Hmm...
[The vending machine outside Sielje's cell roused her curiosity for a while now. As soon as she had a chance, she went out to pick up a few items it had available -
And now it's time to further inspect her rewards.]
This is Earth food, is it not? How do you... open yourself! Aah!
[She rips a bag of chips open, scattering most of them on the floor to her own surprise. Sielje pretends not to be embarassed about it at all.]
Such difficulty...
[She mutters while picking up a canned drink, then immediately puts it back down. Too hard to open - and the knight does not seem too impressed with the chips' taste upon carefully eating one.
Lastly, here comes the chocolate bar. The wrapping is easy enough for even someone like Sielje to remove on a second try. As for the taste...]
...!
It is sweet! How is it possible? How did they make the flavor so sweet?
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[Calvin shrugs weakly and sighs.]
Then again I guess that's a little too optimistic isn't it.
... Just what kind of treatment did you expect from us anyway? Thumbscrews and hot irons?
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[Sielje hesitates before adding.]
But it means not that everyone on this planet is a cur. I remember the talk between you and me. I have read as well.
Tell me this - what could I, a single knight in a cell, do that you can not do already? You were the ones who defeated me after all.
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Well... that's good to know.
And as for what a single knight in a cell can do... you'd be surprised just what kind of difference one person can make sometimes, for better or worse.
For one thing you're definitely a better fighter than I am. And if you could really read all of those with no problems at all...
[The investigator seems a little hesitant. Maybe Sielje could help, but there was no way of knowing.]
Maybe there's more than just fighting you could help with.
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But you need power. Without it, you cannot do anything.
What do you imply that I can do? Even without strength? What good would it be?
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[Calvin carefully pulls a certain stone tablet from the bag, showing Sielje the side with all the carvings.]
Maybe... just maybe you can help us figure out what's on this stone before the people who murdered a whole bunch of innocents find a different way to find out what's on this stone.
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[Sielje stares at the stone with a focused expression.]
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...
[Sielje's gaze seems intense enough to drill new holes into the rock - before it strays away.]
... I cannot read it.