Dead Star Dockyards

143 Good Soil

What was with the strange questions? Was this just a product of the Great Csillacra being a plant?Donovan raised an eyebrow, not quite sure if he liked where this was going.

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Donovan rubbed the bridge of his nose.

Donovan wanted to ask if that technically made it a parasite, but he thought that might be a little rude.

Donovan whipped his head around,  was a star? Weren't stars supposed to be hot?

There was a hint of desperation there.

Donovan was hesitant. Sure, this was a lot of power being placed in his hands, forfeited to him even, but there was also a lot of responsibility that came alongside it. There was a lot of risk too.

There was genuine joy and relief, a wave of happiness crashing into his mind to the point where even he got the jitters.

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Donovan was pulling his hair out. Rubber was . If they had rubber, then Arc wouldn't be limited by wire length. Ships could also have air and water-tight compartments. Natural oils were also pretty big, if inefficient, as a guaranteed source of lubricant opened up the systems available to them.

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