[BBS] Fight for your rights

[redcinemareel]

In case not many have heard, there was a recent bill, the "Offworlder Rights Bill", that had not gone through even a review. To me, that further solidifies how little value we have outside these protective walls. Do we not contribute to this world, as any other denizen? We fight, we protect, we do silly things. Do we not bleed when impaled by sharp objects? I can certainly attest to that.

Most days, it's events like this that make me wonder why should I even bother to be complacent. Perhaps it's my time here that has made me soft. How bothersome.

Usually I don't particularly care one way or the other about the bureaucracy in this world, but this topic is far too interesting to not discuss at length. Any thoughts?


-Grell ♥

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[redcinemareel]

Precisely. All this is doing is fueling our spite.

[gotgreedy]

Maybe enough to actually do something.

[redcinemareel]

That's quite the bold statement! Are you up to something?

[gotgreedy]

Oh, anytime. but aren't you married?

[redcinemareel]

What does that have to do with anything?

[gotgreedy]

You asked if I was up to something. I was implying what something might be if not for certain factors. But as for any secret plans to take over the world?

...why aim so small?

[redcinemareel]

Why indeed.

Would you like to step into my office? I'm usually in the Quad with a booth for those poor, lost souls that need guidance.

[gotgreedy]

I think I could find some time. When's good?

[redcinemareel]

I have about two hours to spare at the moment before I'm needed elsewhere.

BBS -> Action

[gotgreedy]

See you in a moment then.

[True to his word, Greed doesn't waste time before he strolls in without ceremony.]

[redcinemareel]

[Grell is busy helping a cadet out with which classes to take to follow along the track of Computer Science. The cadet doesn't even look scared. Probably because they brought her orange juice as compensation. The cadet leaves once Gree enters the scene, and not out of fear. She's done speaking with him.]

Ah~! You're punctual! A commendable trait to have. [She gestures for him to sit in the now empty chair across from her.]

[gotgreedy]

What can I say? You caught my interest. [Greed drops down into the chair casually, cocking one arm over the seat back as he sprawls out a little.]

[redcinemareel]

I usually do. [Grell steeples her hands together with elbows on the table.] So, tell me this idea of yours?

[gotgreedy]

It's simple enough. Whoever controls Time Compression controls everything it touches.

[redcinemareel]

So...you wish to control time, ultimately? [Grell taps her fingers together in thought.] That's a lot of power at your fingertips.

[Grell grins, either at the pun she just made, or at the idea. In truth, it's a bit of both.]

[gotgreedy]

Time and space. Science tells us they're the same thing, and magic proves it.

But yeah. [Greed spreads his hands with a grin.] Why aim low? Why settle for less? Father wanted to become a god... why shouldn't his loving son outdo him?

[redcinemareel]

Well! I certainly hope you achieve your goal! If only to have front row seats to the chaos that will follow!

Do let me know if I can be of any help~!

[gotgreedy]

Any information you can gather on Time Compression is helpful. Not that I'd ever ask you to abuse your secretary position.

[Suuure, that wasn't a subtle hint disguised as an easily deniable statement right there.]

[redcinemareel]

Oh, of course not! [GRINS] I'll see what I come across.