GalaxyRaider

Myriad Reality

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*The other side is still and well-kept, only polluted with debris from the recent deconstruction*

@Server

*Looks down and then back to you*
Any luck?

Myriad Reality

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*Hops onto the terminal, glancing every so often toward the reactor*

@Server

*Shuffles over to the hole in the wall and peers through, taking a good look around*

Myriad Reality

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It was sealed until we busted it open. The unnerving part is that it's still here.

@Server

…
*Sighs*
Let’s be fast.

Myriad Reality

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I doubt it's capable of meltdown. Those designs were phased out long before this was built.

@Server

Even on a smaller scale, what if some stupid kid wanders in here looking for adventure?

Myriad Reality

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It's an old reactor, we don't use them anymore. It would've just sat out here untouched if it wasn't sabotaged.

@Server

This stuff could really hurt a lot of people if it gets worse.

Myriad Reality

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With your hobbies, I would've believed it.
*Steps toward the terminal, and looks through the passage the lead shielding once guarded, protecting an open pool of water surrounded by pristine technology and housing the facility's reactor*

@Server

Not to insult you or anything. But how dystopian is your world to allow this to happen?

Myriad Reality

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And that show just did... what, exactly?

@Server

Shielding for radiation. And a little concoction with a similar effect… The latter isn’t my work. Not a pharmacist or a chemist or anything like that.

Myriad Reality

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*Much of the debris ticks up to unsafe levels in close proximity and the room itself exceeds healthy limits of radiation, and a sole terminal blinks blue amidst the ruined equipment, wedged between the lead pillars*

@Server

*Hands you the geiger counter, and summons to my hands in a similar manner a small container about as big as my arm. I open it up, strap a device to my wrist, and then remove a pill from the container which I swallow as the trinket whirs to life without visible effect*

Myriad Reality

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*It continues ticking faster, but still within marginally-safe levels*
I guess it depends on your perspective. If you get struck by lightning three times, are you unlucky because of your circumstances, or lucky because you survived?
*Past the dismantled control room and through a narrow shaft is a close, experimental monitoring station, complete with its own set of broken technology, once-protective lead pillars now lying horizontally on the ground, and an ashy white powder coating the ground*

@Server

*Aims the geiger counter at the debris around the room*

Myriad Reality

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I don't know, you have like, ghastly sorts of luck.
*The wall that separated us from the core of the plant originally is completely torn down and most of the equipment lies in pieces, disassembled*

@Server

*Glances down at the ticking geiger counter as we walk, and I tilt my head to the side for a moment*
Agree to disagree.