#other-cimm.txt

[ask-other-dr-cimmerian]

⏳ does the passage of time scare you? why or why not?

“Time you say?” Voice is quite, tone is soft, person speaking sounds almost impressed. Woman in the bad light room has been just a silhouette. Her hair is long and her features are somewhat familiar. She lights a cigarette, but what small light there was from a lighter or cigarette itself doesn't allow to see her. “I'll be honest, I'm rather old, even thought not as old as many things or people within our great establishment.” She quietly chuckles, releasing the smoke into the air. “But working here for as long as I can remember I have learned that time isn't what scared me personally.” There is a pause, the dark room is silent. There is no movement, no small sounds like breathing or ticking clock. “On the other hand wasting your time, not achieving anything in life... Leaving completely nothing after yourself - that is scary.”

[ask-other-dr-cimmerian]

Why I am not even surprised? You have three Jeremiahs and no one can really explain this, huh. Is Ethics Committee really that incompetent?

What does ´the foundation eats babies´ mean?

Oh, damn, that thing, huh...

When you're as high up as to be on the ethics committee you have to make difficult choices. I'm sure your Cimmerian explained this to you, since he's apparently on the ethics committee.

I have no idea what you guys are talking about.

[ask-cleferrian]

Oooooooooooh~

Dallas is in trouble~

Good.

[ask-dr-cimmerian-moved]

m!a truth serum :))))

I'm free!

Fuck.

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[gods-and-pawns]

And O5 have no power to push EC into something or EC is powerful enough?

Cimmerian:

I see it as two points on the opposite sides of the weight, independent yet influencing one another. The system needs to be balanced to work. The Ethics Committee is roughly on the same footing as the O5 council in some matters and we work together a lot. Of course, because of their nature, the chairman is the only one allowed to meet them in-person.

[ask-other-dr-cimmerian]

Okey, I guess they where right and I am somewhat old for technologies like this. Still don't know what the point all of this is, but I suppose I can give it a shot.

Good evening, everyone. I am doctor Katherine Cimmerian and this is my ask blog.

[ask-other-dr-cimmerian]

There's multiple of him right now. It's... Pretty simple there's just many Cimmerians right now.

Well, this is just another day, just another day.

[ask-other-dr-cimmerian]

Hi auntie! I didn't knew you had a blog!

~Your (obviously favourite) niece Eliza

Oh, hi, my dear! How have you been?

[ask-other-dr-cimmerian]

Oh hey did you ever see what your brother said about you on his blog?

Well.

I have seen it. And honestly, I don't really know what to day about it.

At least somewhere I haven't messed up so badly.

[ask-other-dr-cimmerian]

Yeah... Anons can do some weird shit sometimes.

A CHILD! A WHOLE CHILD OUT OF THIN AIR OH MY GOD!

[ask-other-dr-cimmerian]

All I'm gonna say

Congrats on becoming an Auntie?

I- I was already an aunt? Good God, what Jeremiah did again-

[ask-other-dr-cimmerian]

There...sure is something happening on your brother's blog

I'm somewhat surprised he haven't noticed yet my presence on this platform... Could you give me little bit of insight?

[ask-other-dr-cimmerian]

Sometimes it is scary to come back here after being busy at work. Because I just feel that something happened.

[ask-other-dr-cimmerian]

🏹 what is the thing someone has said to you that struck your heart the most?

“Why have you chosen to work here?”

“I- I haven't-”

“Oh, please, don't lie to me, ████████! You are that type of person, who have deliberately chosen this hellhole!”

The room went silent for a few minutes. Woman is clearly seen in distress while man across the office table is completely calm.

Was this an honest choice of hers? Was it? Or she got an offer so good it would be a crime to refuse? Nobody forced her to agree to work here, nobody held her hand to sign it.

She made this choice of her own, but was it really what she wanted? What she wished? Or was she so desperate just to get a proper job?

“It wasn't... that...”

“Then what was it? Look, ████, I want you to understand why you are here. There is no need for you give me an answer right now or later, but I need you to have clear picture by yourself.”

Woman remains silent, she doesn't look at the man.

“So?”

“B-but why?”

“Because if you here by your own choice, if you value your place and work here, you're gonna achieve great things. You're hands are capable of doing anything. You can help those people, you can improve their lives, the only question is - do want to stay here? Are you ready to go through everything the Foundation will throw at you?”

[ask-other-dr-cimmerian]

For no suspicious reasons at all,

🔎 if you could only send out one sentence, and it had to appear normal, what sentence would you send if you were kidnapped? who would understand?

“Oh!” She shortly laughs. “I'm not allowed to specify here anything, since it's very, very highly classified information. You could call it something like a Foundation's witness protection program.”

Foundation values its professionals and its higher ups, and like a toxic partner takes care in its own twisted way.

“But there exists a certain code that I can use in case something happens to me and certain staff is going to understand what exactly happened, where to look for me etc.”

[ask-other-dr-cimmerian]

⚰ what is the one thing you’d most like to do before you die?

She inhales smoke again. Eventually this is going to kill her, maybe even faster than all the monster held within these walls.

“Philosophy isn't my specialty if you couldn't guess, but for now I could talk a bit about this question since I don't have clear answer.”

Philosophy is his field and it's somewhat funny. She never got all the semantics and ethics, for her there was always only a goal that needs to be reached.

“As everyone I have so most much broken dreams and maybe trying to realize any of these would be my pick, but staying realistic - it's not possible to pick a new skill with my kind of job.”

“I think... Hm.” Light of cigarette goes out, making room completely dark.

“Maybe that could be finishing an original piano piece. When I'm in the mood I compose little things here and there, by all of them are left incomplete. Hm, maybe composing my own piano concert would a good idea.”

Her voice is calm and quiet, but you can hear regret. Well, older you get, regrets just pile up, and Dr Cimmerian wasn't an exception in this case.