Oripathy. [a dismissive lil handwave.] It's what'll kill most of us, if we live long enough, but I'm not thrilled with the idea of going out on anything but my own terms.
I guess it works in their favor sometimes... but it's too widespread for them to be confident they'll never get it either.
[in part because-]
Originium causes it-- and also fuels most of our tech, so good luck getting rid of it! They can't put that one back. Can't undo figuring out that it powers and amps up Arts either.
If they know what causes it, isolating the fuel in a way that makes it safe shouldn't be so hard. We had plenty of materials like that back home. [ they shake their head ] Once a technology starts, it doesn't get shelved unless something better comes along. No matter the cost.
It's definitely not that easy. Just trying to figure out how it works at all is apparently a lot.
[but she doesn't care about science.]
One of those situations where we've been damned if we do and damned if we don't, you know? Catastrophes would've wiped our cities out if they didn't use Originium tech to build moving ones, so... either get destroyed by storms full of it, or get killed slower by exposure.
[ gamaliel cares so much about science but they let it go ]
I've lived through similar. Any advancement like that--it's the end of the world as you know it. You don't even know when it happens until it's already underway.
I wouldn't say it was. Somebody- [thunking a fist on the cannon] decided to fire an airship's cannons at a furnace full of pissed-off revenants! Bad luck for me, that's all.
[she exhales a huff.]
Better than wasting away and turning to Originium dust, but as deaths go? Not my favorite. I'd rather have blown myself up on purpose.
I assume so! At least, one second I was by the furnace, arguing with that dusty old Lich... and then the next, the cannons were going off, then I woke up here.
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[huffs.]
I'll take it over the alternative, anyway.
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[ but needling aside; ]
What's the alternative?
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[ what that ]
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[pulling her right jacket sleeve up, briefly, to show them a few lines of black crystal growing on her arm.]
Anyone who's got this? They're definitely Infected.
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Oh. And no one has found a cure for it yet? [ well. obviously if it's terminal, but: ] Are they even looking?
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[in part because-]
Originium causes it-- and also fuels most of our tech, so good luck getting rid of it! They can't put that one back. Can't undo figuring out that it powers and amps up Arts either.
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If they know what causes it, isolating the fuel in a way that makes it safe shouldn't be so hard. We had plenty of materials like that back home. [ they shake their head ] Once a technology starts, it doesn't get shelved unless something better comes along. No matter the cost.
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[but she doesn't care about science.]
One of those situations where we've been damned if we do and damned if we don't, you know? Catastrophes would've wiped our cities out if they didn't use Originium tech to build moving ones, so... either get destroyed by storms full of it, or get killed slower by exposure.
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I've lived through similar. Any advancement like that--it's the end of the world as you know it. You don't even know when it happens until it's already underway.
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[she's never known anything else, she's more than young enough for that.]
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[ frowning as their head is tilted towards her arm again ]
Were you really fine dying now? If it was your own terms.
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[she exhales a huff.]
Better than wasting away and turning to Originium dust, but as deaths go? Not my favorite. I'd rather have blown myself up on purpose.
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[ why do they sound so judgmental wow. sometimes you fire weapons. ]
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[ a beat ]
Kind of embarrassing for them, if you were working together.