!qw2cdBTZAc 03/16/11(Wed)23:06 No.14269746|
"What did you mean, you were my servant?" You ask, quietly.
Algers stares off at a group of ripouse children playing, some playing singing games and others brawling with each other in a friendly manner, despite biting into one another neither yelps in anything but surprise.
"I was born a slave, in my master's laboratory. He asked me to serve him faithfully, and I did. I told myself that if I lived long enough, I would serve his children as well." He pauses. "He never did agree with his son, so I figured I would attend to the next of the line. Even after they declared all the slaves freed, I still knew that I was his servant, and that I belonged in his house. Perhaps it was my formative years, I have heard that these have a great impact on the attitude of a person. But I cannot change the way that I feel, even after three centuries."
"Well, now that's a problem." You say, grinning mirthlessly. "See, you are the leader of these people, and it would not do for such a leader to publicly say such things. I really came looking for allies, but I would not mind if I walked away from this with a new friend."
"I will serve you as I did my master." He says, smiling. "After all, he once told me-" He pauses, a great sadness overcoming him. He collects himself before speaking again. "-He once told me that we were friends. You being his offspring, I would consider you my friend through that as well, and do for you as I would for him." He chuckles a bit. "These people can do as they will. I have never forced them into anything, and even for you, I would not. However, I can tell them of your goals, ask if any would join you." He looks over to the children once more, smiling. "It's something they would understand far better than I, I think."