10-10-2011, 11:58 PM
Frowning at his sister's bummed mood, Dusk answered. "You may call me Dusk, and this is my sister Dawn. We come from Ceres to set up our base of operations here," he said, aware that a few others were gathering as well. "We're planning a revolution. If you wish to join, you will be admitted. But we warn you, you must be prepared to die."
Powering down his mecha at the same time as his sister, again, they lowered themselves to the ground, now able to get a closer look at Makina and their surroundings. It was all so desolate. And suddenly, he knew what was wrong with Dawn. Looking over to her with concern, he correctly assumed she would prefer to be left alone at the moment.
"If you laugh, I swear I'll punch you in the throat," Dawn said, walking over to the dirt strip in the middle of the road. Pulling something from her bag, she kneeled in the dirt, digging with her fingers. After a few moments, she was deep enough for the little organism to survive, and she dropped the seeds into the hole before covering them up.
She had already tested the chemicals in the ground with her mecha, and had found the results to be positive. Things could grow, it's just that there wasn't anyway for them to be planted. All of the pollution and litter had worked itself out of the ecosystem in the centuries after the fall.
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