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[indoctrinated]

[ the feed flickers once, twice, before it settles on Thisavrou's latest Turian resident. ]

I have heard of machine-gods that could harvest entire civilizations and render them into nothingness in nanoseconds, or even create a symbiotic relationship between machines and organics...but I have never heard of the likes of machinery that could resuscitate the dead.

Yet, I am led to believe the technology here is so highly advanced that it is as common as any other glitch in a program. Is that right?

[ here, Saren pauses, clearly disbelieving. ]

I seek more credible answers, which surely someone must have uncovered by now. Is there more to how we arrived here? What is known about our gracious hosts, is there information regarding them or their government?

Humans are known for their arrogance and non-compliance. I cannot imagine that all of you have been content to act as no better than cogs in a machine, submitting so that our gracious hosts could reap the benefits of your contribution.

Comments

[indoctrinated]

Nothing human.

[Said like a dirty word.]

Don't bother, you'll only get it wrong.

[Besides, he really is just interested in Dorian's more deadly crafts. But if Dorian really wanted to impress, hard alcohol was the way to go.]

[liberaltus]

Oh, I've no intention of cooking, I was going to have something made. My cooking would probably kill you.

[Dorian likes dirty words, you're going to have to work hard at offending him.]

When it comes to ale, however, I never get it wrong.

[He's a pro when it comes to alcohol, look at him, he's such a high functioning alcoholic.]

[indoctrinated]

What I meant was not to bother with your human social conventions. I've no interest in them.

[Saren greatly disapproves.]

I doubt that wisdom includes alien beverages. But if you can find the equivalent of Turian liquor, I might be inclined to be impressed.

[liberaltus]

Who says that it's entierly for you? I happen to enjoy eating myself, I just don't enjoy the actual making of food.

[Man's gotta eat too.]

As far as I'm concerned everything is an alien beverage, yes? That is, if my understanding of alien is correct, then I imagine we are all aliens. We'll see what I can bring to the table, however - I know a dwarf, there is nothing more potent than dwarven ale to my knowledge...of course I enjoy a challenge.

[indoctrinated]

If that's what you want, then suit yourself.

[Saren doesn't particularly care for indulgences but he wouldn't say no to old fashioned alcohol, especially if it won't kill him because it's not dextro.]