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Who: Seeu (

dulldollmaker ) and The Major (

letztesmajor )
Where The Library
When: Sometime during the storm
Rating: PG?
Summary: The Prince and Major meet in the library
the Story:

Well it certainly was chilly in the library but poor weather wasn't anything to stop Seeu from working on his research. The prince sat at one of the tables provided for quiet reading shivering as he tried examine the images of human anatomy and another book on doll creation. Beside him on the table there was what appeared to be something similar to a human head made out of mechanical parts.

After a moment of examining his books, the boy pulls out tools from the long sleeves of his traditional clothing and started to pick at the brain of the doll.

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"When one has will, those without is follow."

"Everyone has will. Otherwise they would do-" Seeu blinked he hadn't thought about it before but a a great deal the house enjoyed doing nothing. When someone acted with enough enthusiasm others seemed to follow. However something he could not quite explain told him that placing faith in this idea was foolish. "....A great deal of people here do nothing don't they? Perhaps you are right in that aspect."

"Even a cripple has legs, it's a matter of how they function. And if they are or can be used." He had already decided, in his own mind, that Seeu was someone who could be used.

"Everyone uses someone to an extent. It's a matter of how much they are used vs their perception of personal right which creates a limit.

I don't necessarily understand how you intend to conquer the problem of replacing another individual's preference for another's. It seems like a perpetual replacement of ideas kept in check by only by power, which is based on will. If will is based on how many follow another individual then surely if there are two individuals with enough enthusiasm but conflicting ideas they will fight. If they lead others it will eventually lead to a battle.

An endless and perpetual battle which only serves the purpose of expressing one's will....What is the purpose and the point of that other than to run this circle until everything is gone?"

"The battle is the point. he strong survive, the weak perish and do not create progeny. The race is purified and better for it. It is the law of nature. To prattle on about the defense of the weak is not compassion, it breeds weakness into the race, and that weakness will breed death."

"The individual is a concept of the bourgeois. The state is the expression of the people, and therefore the state is the people's good. Those who argue are only doing so because they know their own poison. As the state is an organism, it can have cancers, and cancers mst be cut away and destroyed!"

"Weakness breeds death?" He repeated the words a little puzzled but at the same time intrigued. It spoke to certain fusteration in his heart about his own people. His own people who needed him...and ignored his needs.

"If the state is an expression of the people, then I wonder what purpose I would play in such a world. I am high born, and I have always been taught that my duty is to those on my 'world'. My people are..."

He couldn't finish it, Seeu tried to consider those who he watched from the veil to be gentle...perhaps even ideal in their goodness because it made it easier to want to save them, to want to be out there with them.

Who was he really on the world of Asu? A minority with no way of changing that fact without the dolls? A prince whose rank mattered only because it allowed him to be kept in a cage? A boy who would one day wield power that would let him live forever...in an empty broken world?

"My people are relatively calm. If I am to be entirely for them at the moment then my goal should be the creation of dolls and the transfer of the soul immediately without haste. A child's life is hardly anything for the serving role of the prince to his people."

Seeu blinked. He didn't know the other's name. "I'm sorry, you are?"

"Of course it does. If people want life, they would fight for it themselves, not wait and let others save them or lead them."

"If you wish to be a tool, than be one. Your life would be worth more than theirs if you decided it was and held to it."

Huh, the boy was a fool, weak. A sad martyr didn't interest him. The research did. The dolls were intriguing.

"I am called Herr Major."

Seeu actually glared at him for that. The expression was sudden and gone within the blink of an eye. Things were changing inwardly for the prince.

"I suppose you are right to some extent. However, I cannot follow your philosophy, Herr Major. You have given me much to think about but it all rides on my ability to lead, which requires will. I do not have that in the greatest abundance. This is what they desire and I will do my best to fulfill it.

After all...my life will be far longer than theirs in the end. Their lives will slip away eventually and then it will be only me. Then there will be only an individual on that lonely world."

Seeu returned to his work. "By the way Herr Major, I am formally addressed as Imperial Prince Seeu of Asu."

He kept smirking, and expression that either annoyed of made a man's skin crawl. "Well, but I wold be interested in seeing you research -- I have some knowledge in that field."

"How boring." He cared little for the tragedy. An empy world did not amuse him.

"Do you prefer your formal title?"

"If you wish to see my research then all you had to is ask."

The red headed boy picks up one of the books open and hands it over. The bound book filled with sketches, information, and writing, some of which doesn't appear to be translated as he switches occasionally from his own language to Japanese when the word is lacking. He has a great deal of research on the actual creation of dolls now and detailed plans for building the parts.

However, there are flaws in some of the mechanics and more importantly very little information on the area of the brain. There it appears to be mostly short hand notes.

"Not really, most residents refer to me as simply Seeu or Prince Seeu."

The major glanced through the book, somewhat bored with the majority of the details. But this place was calm, and the sport he might achieve in pushing the boy was amusing in the meantime -- just to see what he would do when he needed to test his theory. He recognied Japanese, of the two languages, he couldn't read the other.

"The mechanics need work." He said smiply, still smirking.

"I am aware of the flaws. That's the main reason why I am building a model."

"So you plan to fix them, or are these old notes?"

"Yes, I do. I have made some improvements as I've worked. The notes do need to be corrected. Sometimes the physical sensation of working is useful in understanding how an error should be repaired."

"I see. I might have some information that you would find useful." This Seeu wasn't a threat to him in any meaningful way, and sharing the information on his own body might help if he ever needed repairs...

"What might that be?" He stopped working to give The Major his full attention again.

He kept smirking, although parts of this memory infriated him. "I had an unfortunate encounter at the end of the war, some of my body was replaced."

Seeu now turned to face him. There's a small spark interest in those eyes.

"So you have prosthetics?...Most likely complicated ones?"

"I believe the term is cybernetics."

"Cybernetics? I see. Do you intend to show me here and now?"

"Have you worked on this sort of thing before?" If it was mechanics, he trusted mechanics, and he needed someone to do that work with Doc back in the other world.

"I have built dolls completely before and I am capable of reasonably repairing myself or more simplistic doll forms. However repair of your body type would be my first."

"Is part of your body prosthetic." Well then, he might have more than once use. "In cybernetics, the mechanical is fused to the organic tissue. It's not so easy to take apart. Surgery is involved for some of it."

"It sounds fascinating. However, I might be only limited to smaller repairs. A sterile environment for surgery doesn't seem like something the mansion would have. I would also have to study about it before trying to perform the task."

Well, he had rebuilt the Letztes Battalion, he could work with what he had -- for now.

"I can show you what I have, it may help you." The smirk didn't leave his face.

"That sounds like the most ideal plan. Is there some reason you are smiling ever so pleasantly?"

"Oh, no reason at all." Pleasantly? How amusing.

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Okay, the second half he's just quoting doctrine

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[No, Seeu you can't take him apart.]

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