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[andyougoleft]

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     So, I've seen how these sorts of questions go over around here.  I know I'm opening myself up to a lot of troll answers, and angry defensiveness, and cagey suspicion, and this is me saying I'm okay with whatever comes my way.  Bring it on.  Because at least one of you is going to give me a straight answer, and I guess...

     [Slevin is sitting in his room talking to the communicator, toying with something in his hands.  It flashes gold just at the edge of the view screen when he hesitates to look down at it, takes a breath, continues anyway:]

     I guess that's what I need.  Just one.  So: what was the worst thing you ever lost?

     And how did you decide to handle it?  


     [ Private : Chris D'Amico ]

     You were right.  I'm an asshole, but I can at least admit when I made a mistake.

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[fireincarnate]

I was - after I did something horrible, there were people who wanted to execute me for it. My friends, they wanted to fight for me. [It was Charles, really, who made the decision. Who risked everything for, her again and again.]

There was a battle, on the moon. Either of them could have won, I suppose. But I didn't - I wasn't going to let them die for me, especially if I just turned into a monster later.

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[andyougoleft]

I meant how do you take that off the table without taking yourself out of the equation, too?

Private wtf i totally replied to this

[fireincarnate]

Well, that's what I did. Except instead of oblivion, I got the Barge. [That's not entirely true - she got the White Hot Room, and then she made a choice. But it's close enough.]