[ Open ] Of Good, Evil, and the Scientific Method

[imperfect_science]

Who: Carlos and you!
Where: Library, and wherever else they might roam off to after that.
When: The duration of the event.
Rating: PG
Summary: Carlos the Scientist's Angel’s interest in humanity goes beyond simply trying to nudge them in the “right” (adjective, \ˈrīt\ : good, morally upstanding, heavenly) direction. How can it not, when humans are just so interesting? Event catch-all.

The Story:

Logic and order: the things that govern the universe, to which all things must adhere to. Of course, “order” can seem a lot like chaos to those who have yet to fully understand the truths governing existence. Humanity falls safely within that category, and as long as it’s taking them to slowly understand how the world around them really works, Carlos is (and always has been) fascinated by the process of their learning.

Which is why you’ll most likely find him in the library. He’s not necessarily reading. Mostly it’s just observation and conversation with the humans that wander into the room. What are you looking at there? What do you think about it, and did you come up with that? Oh no, don’t mind him as he reads over your shoulder and jots down notes… nope, not weird at all. The good news is, he’ll be extremely enthusiastic to help you out with whatever it is you’re working on.

But that’s only if you’re human. If you’re a demon, expect this logically-minded angel to keep his distance. But you might also notice him sneaking you glances with a thoughtful, almost troubled expression. Because he may or may not be… involved… with a certain demon, and it’s making him reconsider a few things.

Comments

[strategisch]

Armin's eyes curiously rove over Carlos' notes as he speaks.

"Hmm, I have to admit, humans do tend to advance themselves best when left alone by both sides-- I think it's that animal side of them, you know? Hard-wired to survive, despite everything. Even when we put up future roadblocks to try and steer them one way or another, they find some middle path that benefits them best."

"But quotas are quotas!" he smiles wickedly at Carlos, "very devious mindset there though. I approve. You almost had me, for a second."

[imperfect_science]

“I agree. It’s as if their innovation is in their nature. It really is amazing, isn’t it? And they can still create such wonderful things without divine intervention…” And terrible things without demonic intervention, but Carlos would rather focus on the positive if possible. Even if Armin makes that difficult. He frowns, flustered by the implications of Armin’s compliment.

“I didn’t mean it like that!” He waves a hand in denial, then moves it over his notes and transports them back to his archive. “I really think if demons left humanity alone…” he sighs, shoulders sagging. “No. You’re right. They advance best without intervention from either side.”

[strategisch]

"You forget that you are an exemplary bit of angelic working, Carlos. Perhaps your intervention would end in advancement, but any other angel would have a human take a direct heel-face-turn when it comes to technology. I remember the panic in Heaven when they figured out wheels. They called it the tree of Knowledge for a reason, you know? Like it was a bad thing?"

He sits in a nearby chair with an enviable sense of ease.

"Not to say my side is without fault-- if everything went our way, they'd just be making bombs and viruses all day. And then they'd blow themselves to Apocalypse, before either of us would ever have a say in it!"

[imperfect_science]

“Well…” Carlos wants to defend Heaven. He really does. But what Armin is saying isn’t entirely untrue. He isn’t the only angel who has a more hopeful view of science and technology, but the majority of Heaven is rather old-fashioned on that front. “They mean well. I mean, the wheel did cause a lot of chaos when it was invented. Do you remember the first hit-and-run? And when they started learning how to accelerate…” He continues to stand even after Armin has sat down, a hand resting on a nearby shelf with no particular purpose.

“No, but you wouldn’t completely dislike that, would you?” He sighs, fingers drumming against the old wood. “Maybe not completely, but you wouldn’t want that for them either. Completely destruction. You’re a unique specimen of a demon yourself.”