"Have you been studying it?"
"We dared not. Though I'm confident that we would survive whatever traps the maltusians might have added to their system, this world is inhabited by people far less resilient than we are."
And when said trap
might involve setting loose a rampaging monster? Yes, I suppose they'd rather
not endanger their worshipper base.
"I meant, 'you personally', though I suppose that answers the question."
"Iapetus looked it over, since it comes closest to falling within his sphere. He'd be here now, but his brief encounter with your Ophidian appears to have left him rather distracted."
...I rather hope he's not performing any 'landscaping' near
populated areas. People tend to get a little
upset when the ground exhibits a habit of not sitting
still...
"I suppose that there isn't a titan of engineering, is there?"
"Had mother survived, there may have been eventually."
Though I suspect it would have required working through quite a few less
complex concepts on the way, if the process was anything like the Olympians' selection of roles and portfolios...
"Do you know what her… Plan, was? Did you intend for you to go back and defeat Zeus when you were ready, or...? What?"
"She taught us to use our abilities as best we could. Perhaps she had an ultimate goal in mind… Sadly, we shall never know."
At least they're content to take it slow and find a place for themselves in things, rather than going off half-cocked and demanding all the
universe worship them...
I nod. That suggests that they weren't all that old when she died. Is Coeus the oldest? Was he forced to take on a pseudo-parental role when their mother died? None of the others disputed his right to negotiate with me, after all.
"Why do you care?"
It's called
Compassion.I don't know if it comes
naturally to you guys, but Humans are quite good at it when they
want to be...
"Oh, I'm nothing like as emotionally invested as you are. But I'm a utilitarian. I don't destroy things unless there's a good reason to do so. Senseless violence is wasteful. And as an Orange Lantern I tend to like to see people pursuing their goals in a rational and pragmatic way."
I looks up and to the right as a section of… I think that used to be a wall, juts through the side of the rocky passage. And earthquake? Did that..? Breach the walls? That doesn't seem likely, but the whole reason why the Controllers chose this place was because it doesn't entirely conform to the usual rules.
Well, like I suggested: If Iapetus was shifting the rock about, it's not
unlikely he would have noticed the large volume the factory would represent. And once noticed, it's only a small step to having a poke about...
"You wanted to get the factory safely shut down, so rather than come up with some sort of convoluted scheme to lure a maltusian here you just directly asked. We have absolutely no reason to say 'no', the maltusians abandoned the place because they had no further use for it…"
"The cooperation of disparate parts to a common good is the very definition of civilisation."
Good lord, OL must feel like he's
dreaming at the sheer
sensible nature of the Titans. And it
is refreshing to have such an honest, open approach to the matter of getting it dealt with
safely.
We walk in silence for a few moments, the corridor bending as it moves around the buried sections of factory which stick through the walls in several places.
"So… What does being moon god actually involve? Are you in charge of New Cronus?"
Not an unreasonable assumption. Though 'The Moon' is probably only a singular and small part of his divine portfolio.
"Yes, but that's more a coincidence than anything else. The moon is totemic; most of my actual divine powers relate to the intellect rather than the night in any literal way."
"Hah! We could definitely do with you back on Earth then."
Try and get some direction to the usual bands of hypercognitives, eh? They would probably
need divine intervention in some cases...
"Isn't there a god of the intellect amongst Zeus's followers?"
"No. Zeus ate Metis, and… I don't think he's been listening to her advice very much."
Not in a
n entirely literal fashion, certainly. In the
Myth, he tricked her into turning into a
fly, after learning of a prophecy involving children she would bear him, and consumed
that... Only to have Athena grow within his
skull, because divine biology is fricking
weird.
"Met-? Zeus ate another god?"
"Yes. And-"
"But that's-"
"-I realise that-"
"-what he rallied-"
"-that's what Cronus did-"
"-the younger gods against!"
"-to his brothers and sisters, yes."
Love the rapid back-and-forth as they talk over each other, yet basically saying the same thing.
"And that hypocrite rules the Earth? Humans pray to him!?"
"Not really, no. Greece converted to Christianity about two thousand years ago. The few Hellenists left mostly prefer to pray to other Olympians. My particular patron is Eris, Goddess of Chaos."
Now, anyone else would assume the Chaos thing is
bad, but I would expect Coeus to be smart enough to understand that sometimes a little Chaos is
good for a stale system... Though I wonder what he'd make of the Abrahamic faiths....
"You… Mentioned a 'super Dryad'."
"Yes, Euanthe has done very well for herself. Essentially, she increased the strength of her bond to all earthly plant life, and after a rather nasty war she made contact with an alliance of jungle tribes in the Americas… And now she's their main god."
I assume she's been wasting
no time reforesting the Amazon Basin, with plenty of natural defences against logging. And with the Danner-buffed tribes playing forest guardians,
well...
"How powerful is she?"
"Innately? Probably not much more than she was before. But she has command authority over the natural world, so her effective power is much greater."
Much more direct than something
ambiguous like 'The Moon' or 'The Dawn'.
We walk out into… Huh. Yes. A room big enough to build a creature that could eat a sun. In the distance I can see… Gantries, and machinery that I can't easily-
"It's just up here."
Maltusians certainly didn't do things by
halves, did they? I expect the gantries are for servant races who probably couldn't fly.
-identify. Coeus leads me up a… A rope bridge, to a round platform which appears to be suspended from the ceiling by struts which are both uncomfortably long and uncomfortably thin.
Coeus sees me hesitates.
Well, I guess it was put in place by the locals.
"They're strong enough. Can you not fly?"
"I can fly in three different ways and I may well be immortal. That doesn't make me feel safe."
Although flying would
probably get the attention of some sort of security system. Hence the long walk to get this far.
I shake my head as I reach the platform. Yes, it's solid -certainly more solid than the bridge- and in the centre there's a maltusian control console. It's a
ring made of a stone-like substance, the middle of the ring containing a glowing orb which… Is probably the part of the machinery that they designed to access the dimensional warp.
And
there's a plug for a personal lantern. A bit odd, given who was using it at the time. This was shut down before Guardians started using Green Lanterns. I mean… The Guardians
had the technology beforehand. Larfleeze's existence proves that. Still, it's a little…
Ah,
telepathic control systems. What's wrong with panels with neatly and clearly labelled buttons, eh?
"This control system is contemporary, is it?"
"As far as I know. It was here when we discovered this vault, but I know little of maltusian technology."
Which raises questions as to how
recently a maltusian was here...
"Fair enough."
I don't attach my personal lantern to it, but rather reach out with orange threads and attach-. Ah, yes, there we are. I was a little worried that they would have designed the system to work with their symbiotic abilities rather than glow technology, but it doesn't seem to be arguing the toss.
Probably more than a little control lag from having to process through the Ring, but workable, I guess. I would have checked in with Hinon before getting started on anything though...
"Is there anything important directly above here?"
"A few villages. Why?"
"I might need to physically fly the sun eaters out, to say nothing of whatever other weapons the Controllers stashed here."
...Like
that. Doing it that way could have any number of failure points. Not least of which is what if someone notices a bundle of Sun-Eaters being towed along somewhere?
"I can order an evacuation, though I would rather avoid doing so."
"Alright then. Let's see what this does."
So instead, you're going to poke the pocket stargate - which you barely know how to use, I would expect - and shunt them direct to a Maltusian storage facility?