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[ Maia is unfamiliar with advanced technology, so he checks and double-checks and triple-checks to make sure the message he is posting will not bear his name, before he asks: ]

What would you do with your freedom, if you had it for the first time in your life and never learned how to use it?

[ The question is awkwardly phrased, true, but he really is pretty desperate for advice. One way and another, he's been pent up and under supervision since he was born, and now he doesn't really know how else to be. ]

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Get really drunk and find someone cute to fuck.

As someone who is still getting used to it, I try to start with things I might like. Or ask other people what they might like and try it for myself.

[This type of scenario really speaks to him. He has more freedom here than he had in Detroit. Also does not go anonymous]

I don't know. What would freedom feel like to you?

[ THANK ALL THE GODS FOR ANON because there is no way that Maia could force himself to ask this question otherwise ]

How do people do that? Are there customs? Things that must be said or should never be said? Assume you are speaking to someone who has complete ignorance of such matters.

Edited 2018-07-26 02:11 (UTC)

What sorts of things? It is difficult to know where to begin...

Art, music. Food, I believe is something most people enjoy. Getting to try new things.

[ Well, that really turned the tables on him, didn't it? Maia thinks for a few moments before he answers: ]

Being able to decide where I go and what I do and who I may speak to. Not being confined or observed. Blending in with a crowd. Choosing, rather than being chosen for.

[ You know, the basic stuff. ]

Spend at least one full day doing absolutely nothing.
And then eat four pizzas.

[ Maia does a quick search for pizza, since he is unfamiliar with it (and yes he does type "excuse us could you please tell us what a pizza is?" into the search bar, like a polite granny who doesn't understand the internet.) ]

Yes, the absence of a demanding schedule is a lovely change. I wasted one whole day and felt very liberated. But surely doing nothing grows old, in time?

It is a new concept for me as well. Discovering who you are and who you wish to be is the most important, I am finding.

I like music.

[ It looks so inane, typed out like that, but at least he has anonymity to make him feel a little less silly, making such banal statements. ]

I never had a chance to hear much of it before.

[ He takes Dorian's advice, about asking other people what they like, and goes on: ]

What sorts of music do you like?

Well, there's the parties, people who are down to fuck normally will tell you straight up what they're here for. And you can hit any bar and try a bunch of stuff to see what you like.

There's also that whole friendr thing, if you wanna see or know something about who you're going to be fucking.

[ This morals of this place are so completely foreign to Maia that he is having a hard time even reading this text message and thinking what to say back. Obviously he's not going to just go to a bar and proposition someone. He would die of embarrassment on the spot. He isn't bold enough. ]

But surely none of those people at would want anything to do with someone who has very limited knowledge and no experience whatsoever.

[ Even setting aside his own ugliness and awkwardness, there can't possibly be anyone who would be interested in someone so complete naive. It's a disaster. Completely hopeless. ]

Edited 2018-07-26 02:36 (UTC)

Oh, I'm sure that's someone's kink. Not mine personally, but someone's.

If you're worried, there's a library to find stuff about what you may or may not like. Or porn, I suppose.

And brothels. There's always brothels.

I believed I did know who I was and who I wished to be before I arrived in this realm. Only now I am finding more and more that without the trappings of my life... I see I had always been defined by the expectations of others, and all I wished was to not fail to live up to what others wanted of me.

[ There was no space for Maia - too many people needed him to be Edrehasivar the Seventh, and to be the best Edrehasivar the Seventh he could be. If he wasn't, innocents would die. Injustices would continue; there would be wars, turmoil, chaos. His people would suffer.

Weighed against all that, none of his personal needs meant anything, really. ]

Edited 2018-07-26 02:41 (UTC)

[ Maia's response is a little delayed because he takes a minute to just quickly look up what the words 'kink' and 'porn' mean, so that's an interesting and informative 5 minutes right there. ]

Truly, I thank you for your input, but I believe drunkenness and liaisons with strangers are more than I am ready for.

I have learned how to use it with my new friends!

I ate a lot of pancakes and read a lot of comic books.

Edited 2018-07-26 02:59 (UTC)

I am afraid I do not know any more about making friends than I do about being free. I do not believe I have ever had one.

[ There are people in Maia's life who he cares about... but he had not found them and won them over. His bodyguards, his secretary, his political allies - they are people who help sustain his reign, but he can never be open or entirely free with them. He is their emperor. They are loyal to him. It is different.

And now, they are nowhere to be found, and he is alone. It's not a cheerful thought. ]

Those are good suggestions.

I very much like your username, by the way. I am also fond of horses.

[ Visiting the stables now and then to befriend the horses had been one of the few selfish slices of freedom he'd been allowed in the last few months, since his grandfather's visit to the court. ]

Well, maybe I could be your friend! [ Nevermind that she's talking to someone who is currently anonymous. ]

[Would doing nothing for an extended period of time get dull eventually, sure. But he doesn't actually know what his threshold is. Anonymity affords Robbie the opportunity to actually answer the question without fear of actual judgment.]

Honestly? I couldn't even tell you the last time I had nothing to do. I'm sure the reality of doing nothing would be boring after about five minutes, but the thought of it is appealing.

It's one of those grass is greener on the other side things.

It is very kind of you to say, but I would not have you decide so out of obligation. I have little to offer. I am not cultured, or intelligent, or interesting, or clever. People called me 'half-tongue' behind my back in my home, because I had no talent at conversation.

I... suppose I would do what you've done here. Anonymously post about it in search of advice, I mean. Have you turned up anything helpful?

I am not cultured and do not have much talent at conversation, either! [ The sincere innocence behind her words may be a little lost in text, but she really does mean it as genuine excitement in finding a common thread. ] I was not raised to be very familiar with the intricacies of social interaction, but I am learning many things now that I am free to travel the galaxy with my friends. Have you not been free for long?

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