A Subspace Emissary

[not_heavens_adam]

[He'd always been the type to keep his feet on the ground and his head in the clouds, but he'd never thought to keep his eyes on the stars. As far as he was concerned, the stars were there to watch over you, not to visit...but here he was, on a space station.

It actually wasn't too bad. A little strange in some parts, but fairly homey in others. He hadn't really gone around making acquaintances just yet, but that was part of why he was out and about now. It was the hour that most people wandered around the station, socializing, maybe he would find someone of interest.

If not, he got a decent walk out of it.]

Comments

[in_sects]

I'll favor my moral stability over anything physical like that. If I compromise simply to avoid conflict, how much of me will there be left at the end?

[not_heavens_adam]

Hmm....good point. Still, there's something to be said for adaptability. I mean...what's the point in your moral stability if you're not around to have it?

[in_sects]

[A glance back in the direction the woman had gone.]

I don't think she would have killed me.

[Because that was clearly the point.]

[not_heavens_adam]

[He shook his head in disbelief. Did this guy really not see the bigger picture?]

No, maybe not her, but not everyone in this world is so forgiving. The next person you piss off might not be happy with just a punch.

[in_sects]

[On this world? This place has been so much better than Umayma so far.]

I'm not going to sacrifice my principles if I don't have to.

[not_heavens_adam]

You need a keeper, kid.

[He was honestly torn between amused and unimpressed.]

Maybe you should try lying, then you don't have to sacrifice anything and it spares you from being punched.

[in_sects]

I can tell you're invested in me minding my tongue.

[Skeptical look.]

I'd rather not bite back on my personality just because it displeases some.