SS Pathstone Mingle

[heresyandlace]

Who: Crew and visitors of the SS Passive Aggressive Pathstone
Broadcast: Probably not
Action: Aboard the ship
When: All February!

[with how good everyone on this ship is at settling differences, getting along, acting rationally, and sharing their things, this month will go by without any ripples.

the audience will be so bored. there isn't ever any drama on this ship. at all. it's great.]

Comments

[dirth]

Yes, called the Breach. It was caused by a rupture and an extreme amount of power from a man who wished to be a God.

[ And other things, but Solas will not mention that. ]

[nerdeology]

...A human man?

[Genuinely curious- and borderline critical, but it's definitely a question rather than an outright assumption. Solas doesn't feel like a human, and his features are different, but he'd rather not cause offense from the start. ]

[dirth]

He was a human once. Who can say what he was as he broke the world.

[ Solas shakes his head, offering a wan smile. ]

Power can change all things.

[nerdeology]

That much is true. I ask only because the calamities that the world I hail from is struggling with were caused by humans, willingly or not. It's difficult not to assume.

[dirth]

Difficult, but often the obvious answer. It is difficult not to lay blame at the feet of humans when they are so often the cause of all horrors.

[nerdeology]

Mm.

[Which is sad, really, because they're not so bad.]

Don't get me wrong, I don't dislike them. But sometimes they're dangerous.

[dirth]

Danger is inherent in all beings. It is how they choose to use their power that makes them a threat or not.

[ Solas shakes his head, smiling. ]

Sometimes, even those we thought nothing more than dangers can prove to be allies.

[nerdeology]

You don't have to tell me that. My closest friend is a human. I've always known at least one of them could never hurt me.

[The rest... well, that came gradually. Years of conditioning from Gramps that they caused nothing but trouble.]

[dirth]

One is not the majority.

[ But, well. Solas shakes his head, arms crossing behind his back as he considers, pausing in his stride. ]

All races are capable of unspeakable things. Preconceived notions will not benefit anyone.

[nerdeology]

You don't need to tell me that.

[He can do without the lecture, gosh. He can't help that he's a young spirit, but he's learned a lot by now.]