Clearing the Mind [Open]

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Matt had indeed taken note of the directed post and the growing argument that was quickly becoming in a sided manner. He himself had been debating things about this, and had done everything from creating an astral drop to talk to, as well as pacing. In the end, he had taken a DVD from one of Kandor's stocks and slid it into the machine.

Leaning back in his chair, Matt's hands were folded in front of him as he watched an episode of Sliders, specifically My Brother's Keeper, an episode dealing with clones using as spare parts.

"What do you think?" inquired Matt softly as the episode ended.

His counterpart sat across from him, drinking tea with a monocle. "If you ask me old chap, I think we need to sit down with everyone and talk with them."

"Quite right," muttered Matt as he took up his own tea cup, took a sip and shared a moment with his astral drop.

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Matt sighed. "Kal if anything, you and I are in the same boat. I can be sarcastic, pragmatic and utterly stubborn, but in the end, I just want this to end with both sides not hating each other for years to come."

"High idealistic morals is what's going to carry this even in the trying moments. There are options, none of them pretty or going to keep our hands clean. One side wants to let it rest, the other wants it to live. And in the middle, is the lawful ground, if evil, way Mei Xing walks in order to achieve her goals. It might not be legal HERE, or moral, but to her, it probably serves a major purpose."

He shrugged and sipped his tea. "It's a case of the Best Intentions paving the way to Hell, but in this case, we're surrounded by clones and potential fireballs."

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"Exactly. Someone's feelings is going to get hurt in the end. We just have to make sure it doesn't lead to anything else." Kal said.

He let out a chuckle as he stared at his drink. "...something like this should be easier for Bruce to figure out, not me."

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A small smile played across Matt's lips behind his cup. "If it were simple, there wouldn't need to be a council. But I hardly think we signed up because this was going to be an easy job."

Setting his cup down, Matt steeped his fingers in front of himself as he leaned back in a fairly relaxed position. "I think before we as a group can make some serious decisions, we all need to listen to all sides of this. There's a lot of angry fingers being pointed and people are bound to take sides. I'd much rather figure things out before it becomes a kangaroo court."