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"That was fucking amazing," you say. "That was hot."
GG winks. "I know. That's why I invited you."
Higkritek is steadying himself next to a soggy pile of cardboard. She waves to him. "Take a lap, Hig! Run it out."
"Are you ok? Hurt or anything?"
She snorts. "As if. You saw that shit. Guy couldn't punch out a skuteet."
"What did you say he needed? Drahagas?"
"Drahgahas. Warrior thing."
"Can you teach your puny human boyfriend about it?" you ask, as she leads the way back to the apartment complex.
"Uhhh." GG furrows her brow. "I can try. It's kinda-- I don't know if it's complicated or maybe I'm just dumb at explaining shit. But basically at like the most basic level Drahgahas is this thing that says every Warrior is basically equally strong. That's not 100% true but they're definitely a lot closer to each other than usually humans are. Like the endorphins Warriors get for strength training is like way more than Humans. Or something.
So the idea is that Warriors are all basically the ultimate, uh, warriors. So in a straight up one-on-one fight, they should be exactly equally matched. So Drahgahas is this... philosophy or like training thing. The mind games. Two warriors fight, and one of them if he's conflicted about what he's fighting about, if in the back of his mind he knows he's wrong or whatever like Hig did, it's going to undermine him. His head won't be all the way in it, or it hasn't motivated him to train hard enough, or whatever. It can be a really tiny disadvantage, but since everyone's equal, uh hypothetically anyway, that doesn't matter. Drahgahas says the right one will always win. So if two Warriors fight, the one who's right wins. Might makes right. But like legit. If a Warrior community needs to decide something really important and divisive what they do is spend days and days and days comparing and searching for Warriors who are the most fanatically convinced of their opposite viewpoints and who are as physically similar as possible, like same weight same bench same as much as they can, and then have them fight. And whichever one wins, like, you know their side is right. And it's not because like grrr I'm stronger so you have to do what I say-- I mean they don't even look for their strongest guy to fight they look for their most equal to the other guy to fight-- it's because Warrior logic dictates if they win they have to be right and if they're right they have to win." She scratches her cheek. "I don't know if this is explaining it good."
"What if both of them think they're right?"
"It's not about thinking though," GG says. "It's like-- being. Kind of."
"But say somehow both of them are 100% convinced enough that it's not going to affect either of them. Purely hypothetically."
"Well ok this is where it gets more complicated because... ok so Golborian-- I guess Golborian religion, kind of, says that there is this-- the Garaktonnik word for it is Yzja-- the Yzja is this ideal impossible reality, where everyone made exactly the right choices and did exactly the right things and everyone is living like kings, like their best possible lives, and Golborian like... morality kind of, is all just about acknowledging that this is totally impossible, like to do every single thing right and achieve Yzja, but you have to try to get as close as you can. So always be asking yourself what the best possible version of you would do, and then do that. And I think the idea is that whoever's Drahgahas-- like whoever's reason for fighting is closest to Yzja-- that's who wins. Not even necessarily who's right like, in an Earth sense. Whoever gets to Yzja better. It's like it's like uhhh destiny. Poly could be explaining this to you like 3000 times better."
You're thinking of telling GG why Poly probably wouldn't be in the mood to explain much to you, when you run into Jay on the stairwell, leaning against a wall.
"Cautiously optimistic," he says, before you can ask him anything. "I am cautiously optimistic about this one."
"What do you think her chances are of recovery?" you ask.
"43 percent," Jay says immediately.
"That's-- is that good? For this kind of thing?"
"It's 43 percent more than it would have been."
"The son won't be giving you problems," GG says. "If he does he knows what happens."
"He was right," Jay says. "Not about what to do but the rest of it." He stares past you and out into space. "The collective made a miscalculation. A grave miscalculation."
"Did you agree with it?"
"It doesn't matter whether I agreed or not," Jay says. "It happened. We're not paying for it. She's paying for it, and so's her son. It figures." He sounds deeply tired. "The Voc subjects lasted just long enough to think they were safe. To fall in love and start families. Just long enough."
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