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[imaginemeandyuu]

Who: Anyone
When: Day 49, Late afternoon/early evening
Where: Anywhere
What: Mingling

[This is a mingle! GO WILD.]

Comments

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[devotedtothecore]

...

Good.


...good.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[overclocking]

[He lets the silence hang for a while, letting him sort his thoughts, before his eyes fall to the box again]

...

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[devotedtothecore]

[ a simple and handcarved cuboid, the dark wood smooth from long years of wear, only interrupted by a couple of thin scratches here and there. A sliding lid seals the top. ]

...

She--

...she was... taken, long before the city's end.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[overclocking]

...

But not its beginning?

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[devotedtothecore]

...

No.

She lived, and lived... well enough, for a time.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[overclocking]

[Haaah]

I'm... glad for that, at least.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[devotedtothecore]

....she was always herself.



Even on the last days...

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[overclocking]

Of course.

It's hard to imagine anyone quite as strong.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[devotedtothecore]

...

[ when he finally takes his hand off his eyes, lifting it to look at it, the metal surface gleams with damp. ]

She made this for me.

When we met again. When both our cities had been left far behind.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[overclocking]

[His eyes trace the joints and bolts again, briefly]

Yes... I could tell. There's something about the way you carry it.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[devotedtothecore]

[ there might be memories, vague impressions of those who walked with limbs of similar craft and component, a long time ago in a place many called the Spiraling City. ]

...

[ he turns it over slowly, flexing the fingers, eyes running over every stain and dent, twitching joint. ]

If she had known to what use it would be put...

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[overclocking]

[More than a few, yes... but that's discomforting, so he shuts them out rather ruthlessly]

...

Survival.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[devotedtothecore]

......

Does that justify?

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[overclocking]

Nothing will ever justify it.

But I don't think she would have wanted to mourn your will to live, on top of everything else.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[devotedtothecore]

...


[ the words-- someone else's, in their quiet, deliberate way-- come in the old common tongue of Sabra. ]

"Anything can be rebuilt, if there are still people to do so."

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[overclocking]

[In a familiar, almost lilting accent]

"Even the sky."

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[devotedtothecore]

[ ...the hand lowers to his side, and his eyes move to look at him for the first time. ]



Do you truly believe that?

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[overclocking]

[Without hesitating]

I do.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[devotedtothecore]

.....

[ a faint, faint... but honest smile. ]

I see.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[overclocking]

[... a start, at least. Relaxing a bit]

So? What will you do from here? Start building?

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[devotedtothecore]

[ he looks down at the box, the smile fading. ]

...sooner or later.

Regardless of how all things here go through the gods, one way or another.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[overclocking]

[Shaking his head, though his eyes do follow Chrys' gaze]

Not all things.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[devotedtothecore]

Sustenance. Materials. Tools. Power. ...of the latter three, at least those that cannot yet be derived from the nature around us.

And it's undeniable that it would be far easier and faster to buy from them a hammer, or electricity, or an appliance, than to create the same.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[overclocking]

Material things, and practical. But not things that I consider to be truly important.

Re: [Even later evening!!!]

[devotedtothecore]

[ ...heh. ]

In that, you consider a different side of rebuilding, then.