[ She hesitates. It's not like her to hesitate, but the question strikes her in a strange and painful way.
It was her life's work. It could either save humanity from smothering itself to death on a polluted planet, or it... could be used to kill them all outright, make them slaves to a mad machine.
The dice will always be thrown, Captain, no matter what the stakes. She had said that once, on Earth's surface smoking a cigarette over grey waters as Captain Diego had conveyed to her that he thought the situation was a dangerous one. ]
Yes.
[ Already she was Cassandra. Why not be Sisyphus as well? ]
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It was her life's work. It could either save humanity from smothering itself to death on a polluted planet, or it... could be used to kill them all outright, make them slaves to a mad machine.
The dice will always be thrown, Captain, no matter what the stakes. She had said that once, on Earth's surface smoking a cigarette over grey waters as Captain Diego had conveyed to her that he thought the situation was a dangerous one. ]
Yes.
[ Already she was Cassandra. Why not be Sisyphus as well? ]