The Library (11/8/05)

[janet_fraiser]

Janet opens up the library and quietly sips her coffee as she works.

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[replicarter.livejournal.com]

Eighth gives him a feline smile. "How can you love someone who could choose of her own free will to betray you WITH ANDERS THAT PUNK? Humans are far more flighty than a robotic individual with both programming and purpose." She flips over to the sonnets, looking carefully for the text she wishes to show this irritatingly argumentative student.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"But a human's ability to make any choice versus a robot's ability to make only a few choices that are available to them -- that is what makes us different. Makes us better."

[replicarter.livejournal.com]

"That is what makes you weak, Adama."

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee bites his lip and doesn't respond, fury filling his heart.

[replicarter.livejournal.com]

Eighth finds the passage she is looking for and presents the book to him.

“Now, Mr. Adama, read this poem by one of Earth’s most distinguished authors and tell me that this is not true for you and true for Helo the hypothetical man I speak of.”


Sonnet 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee mouths the words as he reads and says "but bears it out even to the edge of doom" aloud.

[replicarter.livejournal.com]

"Think on it, child," Eighth says and spins on her heels, leaving him to be lost in the words.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet looks thoughtful. Slightly annoyed, but thoughtful and conflicted, naturally.

[replicarter.livejournal.com]

"Janet," Eighth says politely as she moves past her, headed to the film theory section of the library. Ah, REF PN1995.9, my home sweet home.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet smiled hesitantly at Eighth.

Could this be any more awkward?