"Thorne experimented on the first batch of Summoned they had a few years ago. The more 'recent', I suppose you could say." Not the ones that became... corrupted, or whatever it was. Whether genuinely accurate or Thorne Rhetoric. "I don't know what they were trying to accomplish."
He does. He knows the why. He vaguely knows the who. He wishes he understood the how.
He is not putting any mention of the attempted stealing of the Summoned' Singularity connection; he will not risk the denizens here seeing a value in that.
"Those Summoned, with help, were able to escape Thorne. But... since that batch and the rest to follow... it sounds as though they learned. How to change their tune. How to gild their cage. They've 'loosened' our leash on us as of late. It feels like some kind of game. It feels like far more than a standard test. We've all come to learn in Thorne that any one wrong move by one of us affects all of us. One wrong step and that leash tightens, but this time the teeth are obvious."
He knows that. He expects that, even if some may not.
That's not the problem. As much as Lucifer strives for Freedom, that's not his ultimate concern. It's that... that one wrong move. One wrong step. He keeps playing the game but when he runs out of moves, then what?
"It's felt like, in the past, they were looking for a reason to lock one of us up. Any reason. And then? Well, then we're their prisoners, right? They can do whatever they want to us, including digging right back into experimenting again.
"I'm saying this not out of ego, but I am very hard to kill," he had been, anyway, "I am very long lived, quite like your kind, perhaps. I haven't given them a reason to lock me away," except for that One Time and they needed him to do the work--he assumes that's the only reason they let him out, "but I am terrified at what they could achieve with me really under their thumb. And that's just me. We have many that are barely three decades old."
And most all gravitated in some absolutely screwed-up way towards Lucifer.
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He does. He knows the why. He vaguely knows the who. He wishes he understood the how.
He is not putting any mention of the attempted stealing of the Summoned' Singularity connection; he will not risk the denizens here seeing a value in that.
"Those Summoned, with help, were able to escape Thorne. But... since that batch and the rest to follow... it sounds as though they learned. How to change their tune. How to gild their cage. They've 'loosened' our leash on us as of late. It feels like some kind of game. It feels like far more than a standard test. We've all come to learn in Thorne that any one wrong move by one of us affects all of us. One wrong step and that leash tightens, but this time the teeth are obvious."
He knows that. He expects that, even if some may not.
That's not the problem. As much as Lucifer strives for Freedom, that's not his ultimate concern. It's that... that one wrong move. One wrong step. He keeps playing the game but when he runs out of moves, then what?
"It's felt like, in the past, they were looking for a reason to lock one of us up. Any reason. And then? Well, then we're their prisoners, right? They can do whatever they want to us, including digging right back into experimenting again.
"I'm saying this not out of ego, but I am very hard to kill," he had been, anyway, "I am very long lived, quite like your kind, perhaps. I haven't given them a reason to lock me away," except for that One Time and they needed him to do the work--he assumes that's the only reason they let him out, "but I am terrified at what they could achieve with me really under their thumb. And that's just me. We have many that are barely three decades old."
And most all gravitated in some absolutely screwed-up way towards Lucifer.