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no_fastolfe) wrote2011-08-13 12:12 pm
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3. [VIDEO] Good at paranoia, not diagnosis
[Vasilia's bundled up in a robe; her face is waxy-pale with heat-reddened cheeks; she's reached the point where she's stopped sweating. She is having obvious difficulty breathing]
This is becoming intolerable.
For the last three days I have said nothing, assuming that the basic decency of our captors would see this rectified. I have no more patience!
Why does nobody else noticed the increased gravitational pull? Why hasn't this been corrected? Are the life support systems malfunctioning? It would explain how inhumanely cold it is. The food's quality is steeply declining day by day; it offers neither savor (which I hardly expect!) or the nutritional content to provide basic energy. This is-
[She breaks off into a wet cough, diving offscreen to muffle it in something that she can burn later. Phlegm. Disgusting.]
How can I fail to mention the quality of the air! Some large molecular contaminant-- pollution from poorly maintained equipment, I can only assume-- is making breathing more and more of a labor. I could tolerate it, perhaps, if these beds could provide restful sleep, but they do not!
The rest of you may ignore this campaign to weaken and exhaust the inmates of the vessel, but I demand better treatment.
This is becoming intolerable.
For the last three days I have said nothing, assuming that the basic decency of our captors would see this rectified. I have no more patience!
Why does nobody else noticed the increased gravitational pull? Why hasn't this been corrected? Are the life support systems malfunctioning? It would explain how inhumanely cold it is. The food's quality is steeply declining day by day; it offers neither savor (which I hardly expect!) or the nutritional content to provide basic energy. This is-
[She breaks off into a wet cough, diving offscreen to muffle it in something that she can burn later. Phlegm. Disgusting.]
How can I fail to mention the quality of the air! Some large molecular contaminant-- pollution from poorly maintained equipment, I can only assume-- is making breathing more and more of a labor. I could tolerate it, perhaps, if these beds could provide restful sleep, but they do not!
The rest of you may ignore this campaign to weaken and exhaust the inmates of the vessel, but I demand better treatment.
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You don't die from a common cold, not usually. And the infirmary, I would hope, takes precautions against that. I've been there with broken wrists for three days and nothing happened, I doubt fetching some cold medicine and getting a routine check will harm you. ...Unless the doctor's try to hurt you.
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Aurorans have no such need; we built our world to be hospitable to human life.
[Read: They're so gosh darned highly evolved that they don't need no immune system. EVOLVED I SAY.]
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[This is... This is... Please wait a moment while he tries to hold back the laughter.]
...That's just stupid. And all the more reason you need medication; or you might actually manage to die from a cold.
[He's not laughing, no, not all! Just... smirking a bit.]
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If so than your mindset is quite like that of an Earther, Lord Rassilon.
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And my dear, I am a billion years old and invented a way for the body to regenerate when on the brink of death. I think that's a better solution than creating a body that gets killed by a simple cold.
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In time we will build ourselves physically; but we will build nothing if we are constantly slave to illness and need.
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My people built quite a lot without killing our immune system. [So, so very amused.] Perhaps you should try genetic engineering. [As if those humans could.]
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Even it were to be done, then we are not without medical professionals; we are not helpless. I am simply without the resource of competent Auroran medical professionals. There is nothing that the Earther's lifestyle can supply them that we cannot recreate more efficiently.
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Except an immune system. Everything would be easier if you had one. Simply make one, if you're as sophisticated as you say, it shouldn't be that hard to do so. Then you don't need to run to a doctor because of every little cold you might have gotten.
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Were I at home I would not have to 'run' to a doctor; my household robots would have noticed that my vital signs were not correct and informed me before I had felt more than the slightest symptom; I could have been treated discretely by a professional.
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Because a malfunction is impossible. I wonder what you'd people do if you were confronted with an unknown sickness. You'd be dead before you could even start searching for a cure.
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Malfunction is not impossible-- but far less probable than the human body failing. I build excellent robots.
[She turns the screen away briefly for another coughing fit]
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It's still a good thing to be prepared. Anyone who wanted to harm your people would simply have to try and spread an epidemic. Even with your robots, I wouldn't be surprised if you had quite some losses. At least built up resistances against common things like a cold.
[He leans back.] In case of an emergency like this.
In any case, do get someone to treat you, and try not to spread it.
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[Dubious look]
You've been here too long, Lord President.
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Also, she's not my controller.
And what gives you the impression I've been here too long?
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[Eyebrow, meet ceiling]
Your comfort in simply having a warden.
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My lover is a warden. And I'd rather I hadn't one, but as it is, it could be worse. I've endured worse insults.
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