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CT ([personal profile] liesdontfindyou) wrote in [community profile] ph_logs 2025-02-20 04:16 pm (UTC)

"Oh you'll see," CT says with a playful wink—the confidence is a touch exaggerated, but not by much. She's never had much doubt in her own skills—no, when she doubts herself, it's in her choices and how much good she's ever really doing.

She dips another strawberry under the chocolate and eats it while she listens to Ripley talk, and is moving into her third by the end. Sounds like mostly resource farming and expeditions—early days, then, at least comparative to her universe. Capitalism stretching its long limbs out into the far reaches of space and scooping up what its workers find.

"My home colony was thirty-two lightyears out from Sol, but I think we've got colonies out as far as ninety. Or, we did." Probably not anymore, the furthest Outers were always the first to go. "And we were climbing through the eight-hundreds, total colonies wise. Some sites were pure mining and resource-farming, but we were decades into people fully settling resource-heavy planets. Every Outer had its exports and the Inners relied on us to send them... well, basically everything you can think of."

The relationship between the Inner Colonies and the Outer Colonies was a exploitive one, always was. There's a reason the Outers had the strongest Insurrectionist sentiment since the days of the Interplanetary War centuries earlier.


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