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Pribadium!Two offered to explain to Sora what happened to his alternate
self, but he decided that he didn’t want to hear it, at least not right now.
They all three split apart, and went to their separate corners. They need to
decompress from everything going on, and process all the new information. If
they miss their window to create a mobile pocket universe, then so be it. It
was never going to be an instantaneous endeavor, and it’s prudent to wait a
bit anyway. This is a huge undertaking, which will have massive
ramifications in this universe, and who knows how many others?
Pribadium!One is lying in her equilibrium chamber now, thinking about Sora.
When they first met, he was a clear opponent. She was trying to get him to
calm down and see reason, but she never thought she would feel bad for him
like this. The story he told about his crush on Proxima Doma was
heartbreaking. She teased him with the chance to get some closure, and then
about immediately took it away from him. It wasn’t fair, and she’s going to
have to figure out a way to apologize for it, besides simply literally
saying the words. He obviously needs some space right now, though.
A door alert. It’s Sora. When she commands the AI to open the door, he walks
in. “Sorry, I didn’t know you were sleeping. I can come back later.”
“No, it’s okay.” Pribadium!One stands up and hangs there mid-air.
His eyes widen. “How are you doing that? I thought antigravity was
impossible.”
She lowers her legs one by one like she is climbing down a ladder, towards
what’s considered down. “It’s not really antigravity, per se. Though,
I suppose we could make that happen too if I figure out how to contain
quintessence. I have some friends who built a machine that uses it, but it
was awkward between us, so I never got the chance to study it in depth.
Anyway, no, this is an equilibrium chamber. Another friend of mine developed
it, and now they use it extensively on Varkas Reflex. People stay in
simulated environments for years on end. This perfectly distributes the
pressure on your body, so you don’t suffer the negative health effects of
extended immobility.”
Sora stares at the apparatus, curious enough, but obviously not really
thinking about it. Their goals are unaligned, and one of them might have to
relent one day.
It’s not just about him, though. He’s not the only person they have to worry
about. Thousands of colonists who just so happened to be on this side of the
host star have the right to decide what to do with their own lives too.
She’s just glad that most people escaped the bubble. She placed her lab away
from the activity even though it placed her in the line of fire of the
upcoming obliteration blast, because she knows exactly when it will arrive,
and has ways of avoiding it. Now that doesn’t matter anymore. “Did you want
to talk about something?” she asks as she’s stepping out.
“I don’t need to talk to Elke,” he answers. “Before you say anything, I
realized that she made her choice. Whatever her reasons, I wasn’t worth
sticking around for. We knew each other for years. Her suicide took
years, but she never gave up. If she survived it—if she didn’t end up
killing herself again on the other side, then that still has nothing to do
with me. It never did. So you two go ahead and do whatever you need to do
with the weird universe thing. I’m not much help, but I’ll be here. I’ll
support you.”
“This wouldn’t happen to have anything to do with what she said about us?”
“About how we were together in another timeline? No. This is my choice.”
“Okay,” Pribadium!One says. “I’ll speak to my alternate self in the
morning.”
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