MAEA
She shook her head. "No, it's... it's fine. I think we need to talk about this. It'll always be sitting there otherwise, making me doubt everything." His words, any interactions they had... Like a kernel of sand in a boot to eventually rub the foot raw. Better to vent all these issues and have them out in the open. At least this way, he was aware of all her reservations. And if they still disagreed, then.. at least they could agree to respect each others views.
She shrugged at his suggestion of the failed attempts as 'miscarriage'. It sounded well and good, but... had all those attempts been made on volunteers? Could he swear on that, and would The Voice answer truthfully if anyone asked?
"He wasn't very detailed about it. Something about being plunged into water, and not breathing until he found his shift... Dangerous, yes, but..." Maea shrugged, helplessly. She couldn't help but think it different. At least Peter had a conscious choice, was able to find the solution to his living or dying by himself. Ascending... that might be a choice too, but if it failed, it was not on them. And... perhaps that was terribly illogical. It just felt different.
"I've talked to her," she sighed, when Rexanna was brought up. "I was shocked when I found out... but she insisted that it had been her choice to go through with it. And if so... then I can't say anything.
"What I'm really afraid of," she said, straightening her back a little, so she could look at him properly, "is for that choice to be taken away. For The Voice to become so powerful that she doesn't need people's consent anymore, and can do whatever she likes to whomever she likes.
"If her vision of the future is not one I agree with... what will stop her from just forcing it upon me anyway? Sam talked about being connected with everyone else at all times... That seems terrifying to me."
Difficult questions, and certainly not ones she expected Amun to be able to answer. At this point, Maea was just venting. Revealing her deepest fears - the loss of control over her own fate - without knowing why.
She shrugged at his suggestion of the failed attempts as 'miscarriage'. It sounded well and good, but... had all those attempts been made on volunteers? Could he swear on that, and would The Voice answer truthfully if anyone asked?
"He wasn't very detailed about it. Something about being plunged into water, and not breathing until he found his shift... Dangerous, yes, but..." Maea shrugged, helplessly. She couldn't help but think it different. At least Peter had a conscious choice, was able to find the solution to his living or dying by himself. Ascending... that might be a choice too, but if it failed, it was not on them. And... perhaps that was terribly illogical. It just felt different.
"I've talked to her," she sighed, when Rexanna was brought up. "I was shocked when I found out... but she insisted that it had been her choice to go through with it. And if so... then I can't say anything.
"What I'm really afraid of," she said, straightening her back a little, so she could look at him properly, "is for that choice to be taken away. For The Voice to become so powerful that she doesn't need people's consent anymore, and can do whatever she likes to whomever she likes.
"If her vision of the future is not one I agree with... what will stop her from just forcing it upon me anyway? Sam talked about being connected with everyone else at all times... That seems terrifying to me."
Difficult questions, and certainly not ones she expected Amun to be able to answer. At this point, Maea was just venting. Revealing her deepest fears - the loss of control over her own fate - without knowing why.
I'm an angel bored like hell
And you're a devil meaning well
And you're a devil meaning well
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
