[Julian nods, slowly. Takes another sip of his drink, daintier this time.]
Well, that's admirable, I suppose. For myself I uh, well I'm not unhappy with the position I've been relegated to. It suits me well enough. Though it's complicated, isn't it? When not every Submissive here is as content to accept their role as I. But um, my work at the clinic. Providing free health care to those who need it most-- that's something I can do, at least.
[And he is going to end up involving himself in finding a vaccine for the SLUT drugs, his form of vigilantism just happens to be the subtle kind.]
[Trevor's not sure how he managed to miss that one, but he supposes it's not impossible. It's not like he's actually there all that much, other than when he passes by to check on Neria.]
And -- no, that's exactly it. It's the lack of choice that makes it the most problematic. People are free to do -- whatever it is they like, but nobody's made a choice. It's been made for them, no matter what position they're in now.
[He nods again, just once. And to be fair to Trevor he's a fairly new addition, has only begun working there since returning from Fort Harmony, and he's just the kind of workaholic to get so stuck into the books, or the tending of patients, that he rarely emerges from his practice room.]
And no, you're quite right. That is the problem. The lack of consent...it is abhorrent.
[He's not sure what it says about him, honestly, that he could live like this quite contentedly.]
[Oblivious to whatever issue Trevor has with his colleague, Julian only hears his words, makes a wry face in the wake of them.]
Doubtful. They're probably hoping we'll consider ourselves lucky now we've seen how much worse we could have it. One has to wonder if that was, in fact, the point.
[He slides his glass closer to the Dominant man, accepts the refill quite gladly.]
Were you involved in all that?
[The question should make it clear that he wasn't-- a number of individuals had conspired to keep a certain self-sacrificing foll busy elsewhere during the skirmish.]
We did get a fair number of wounded walk-ins at the clinic that day.
Hah, well. You certainly weren't alone in that regard.
[he says, knocking back a slug of his freshly-poured drink, feels the pleasant warmth of inebriation begin to come up on him, steady and slow. Infinitesimally, the hard line of his broad shoulders loosens.]
And that's fair, I suppose. Not everyone's favourite place. Negative associations and all that. But look, in future, if you are wounded and need assistance but would prefer to keep away from a clinic, you know how to find me. I'd come to you, if you need it.
Yeah, I'll -- keep that in mind. I don't know that it'd be much other than my own stubbornness keeping me from going in there, but -- well, I'm a very stubborn man.
[The offer comes from a genuine desire to help, and he has more to say on the matter...but then Trevor makes that response. It's a response that has him flashing his wily smile, eyebrow raised in overt suggestion.]
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Well, that's admirable, I suppose. For myself I uh, well I'm not unhappy with the position I've been relegated to. It suits me well enough. Though it's complicated, isn't it? When not every Submissive here is as content to accept their role as I. But um, my work at the clinic. Providing free health care to those who need it most-- that's something I can do, at least.
[And he is going to end up involving himself in finding a vaccine for the SLUT drugs, his form of vigilantism just happens to be the subtle kind.]
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[Trevor's not sure how he managed to miss that one, but he supposes it's not impossible. It's not like he's actually there all that much, other than when he passes by to check on Neria.]
And -- no, that's exactly it. It's the lack of choice that makes it the most problematic. People are free to do -- whatever it is they like, but nobody's made a choice. It's been made for them, no matter what position they're in now.
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[He nods again, just once. And to be fair to Trevor he's a fairly new addition, has only begun working there since returning from Fort Harmony, and he's just the kind of workaholic to get so stuck into the books, or the tending of patients, that he rarely emerges from his practice room.]
And no, you're quite right. That is the problem. The lack of consent...it is abhorrent.
[He's not sure what it says about him, honestly, that he could live like this quite contentedly.]
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Heh.]
Well. Maybe there'll finally be someone listening to us about things after everything that happened with Veracity.
[He doubted it, but -- well, a man could dream.]
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Doubtful. They're probably hoping we'll consider ourselves lucky now we've seen how much worse we could have it. One has to wonder if that was, in fact, the point.
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[He pours himself another drink and offers the same out to Julian.]
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Were you involved in all that?
[The question should make it clear that he wasn't-- a number of individuals had conspired to keep a certain self-sacrificing foll busy elsewhere during the skirmish.]
We did get a fair number of wounded walk-ins at the clinic that day.
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[He and Adrian had certainly had their fun -- and if it had helped the people of Veracity in turn, all the better.
Trevor just smirks.]
I'm not a fan of clinics unless I've lost a -- lot of blood or a limb, probably.
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[he says, knocking back a slug of his freshly-poured drink, feels the pleasant warmth of inebriation begin to come up on him, steady and slow. Infinitesimally, the hard line of his broad shoulders loosens.]
And that's fair, I suppose. Not everyone's favourite place. Negative associations and all that. But look, in future, if you are wounded and need assistance but would prefer to keep away from a clinic, you know how to find me. I'd come to you, if you need it.
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Yeah, I'll -- keep that in mind. I don't know that it'd be much other than my own stubbornness keeping me from going in there, but -- well, I'm a very stubborn man.
[So having the alternative is a good thing.]
You're just full of all sorts of uses, Julian.
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Oh, I certainly am.
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--Well. I'll drink to that.
[And then probably not remember a whole lot of the rest of the night...]