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glowfic2015-07-16 06:56 pm
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Obviously Terribly Catastrophic
Ahrotahn receives a door.
The door is everyday, save for its onesidedness: the doorknob is a plain chrome sphere.
The door is everyday, save for its onesidedness: the doorknob is a plain chrome sphere.
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"You've redecorated," she observes appreciatively.
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Near the ceiling, a cluster of silvery orbs hang in midair, humming melodiously. Brilliant white light flares from them in time with their music, throwing sharp, ever-shifting shadows.
Beneath them, Eva sits in midair, completely ignoring the total lack of a chair beneath her. She holds a star-filled globe above her with both hands, turning it this way and that, and the air shimmers as she maps out new constellations in blazing light. She smiles as Ahrotahn enters.
"I'll be with you in just a moment, sorry."
Her voices echoes strangely off the brushed-chrome walls of the office, as if the room were far larger than this small, comfortable room. It might be somewhat less cramped than the last time Ahrotahn was here, but it's still not that large. At least it has a window now, even though the thorned garden below it is rather obscured by the sheets of oily rain.
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"Sorry about the invisible furniture. It's always a little annoying when Chron is being expressed."
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She giggles.
"Anyway, you're here for a dose of Panacea?"
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"...no. I'm sorry, but even with failsafes, I can't justify the difference in scale. Even a plague isn't generally an extinction event, and even with a panacea dose, the odds that I would be in the right place at the right time to stop a plague if it happened..." She shakes her head. "I can't endanger a universe on the off chance of saving a civilization."
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She stands to go.
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The silver-haired woman produces a bracelet, a ring of little silvery spheres linked together by fine wires.
"OTC is considering introducing a new currency. Would you be interested in taking home a Dyne minting kit?"
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Eva waves goodbye as Ahrotahn leaves.