Welcome to Gaia! ::

:::Cora frowned seeing how upset it made Luke:::

There is no more mental retardation, and there is no longer a threat in cancer, because our gene pool is utterly controlled. I was picked from multiple cultures retrieved from my mother and father. As is every person. All genetic disfunction and undesirable traits are disposed of before they are created.

:::She paused::: Please do not judge me by a standard of my society. I do not personally agree with it. But I must accept it to keep order and functionality within soceity continuous, to serve a the greater good of humanity as a whole...that is my job.

((Yay collectivist society!))

Because no one person can delegate the logic of an entire people. The standards we live by are those agreed upon by science and mathematics. They are universal. Their logic is undeniable.

((wooo I Robot flashback))

(("Are you being funny?" .... "I guess not." xd ))

You really think this makes sense, don't you? *He stares at her.* To kill people? You think that's okay?

*Luke nods, justified. He was right. He logic -doesn't- work. But then... watching her... He notices how nervous she's become.*

*He adopts to a different point, nearly shouting.*

So, there you go. Go back home and start some s**t! Let them know that you're not going to take it any more. What you're doing is wrong, Cora.

*This is news to Luke. His first reaction is physical. He steps back, as if someone had given him a light push, and regains his footing.* What?! *He intones...*

*But slowly it all makes sense.... Their conversation, Cora's reactions.....*

You.... *Luke can barely form words. The implication of everything hits him so fast...* How long has it been this way?

*-Extinquished...- The word echoes in his head.*

*Luke takes a minute to think it through. However, his face has turned a shade paler than it was before, and it's already pale from his sickness.*

They'd kill you? *The words seem foreign on his tongue.*

:::Cora didn't notice that Tac had appeared, and wouldn't until she finished what she was saying. She only wondered if Luke was rubbing it in. She was being as forward as possible:::

Yes, they would kill me. So while I'm there, all I can do is pretend that everything is as it should be. All the procedures, and all the apathy that once came so naturally is forced. I now spend all my energy just trying not to let on that I'm not one of them anymore, and I fear that one day I will make a mistake, or I will no longer be able to control it, and they'll kill me. :::She choked back a sob:::

He sat, almost spaced out, the words and the voice not fitting together. He was stunned, simple as that. His gaze slowly turned, passing over other objects in the room until it landed on Cora, his mouth slightly agape in disbelief. He knew that things that were out of place in her world were gotten rid of, but he had never imagined it extended to people. He blinks at Cora, he refused to believe he heard the woman he had taken into a kiss no more than 4 nights ago was talking of her own death. Thoughts raged in his mind...he had never heard of her speak like this before...was it him? Did he bring this on? It took him a full minute or so to actually speak, and even then it wasn't actual speech, "C...bu...they...ki..." He blinked once more, "Luke is right, not the terminology I would have used, but your family here at the Brink, hell, I can't let you go back to your death." It seems he didn't catch all of what was said, just the part of them killing her.