Naomi: -to Quartz- They used to, yeah. You had to take a test beforehand.
Nowadays manual driving is reserved for a few specific areas across known space, and most transportation is handled automatically.
-to Longram- Yep. Oil crash. Ours run on a bunch of things - pure electrical capacitors, hydrogen fuel cells, but mostly pinch fusion reactors.
-Six, in the meanwhile, looks to the door-
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"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Naomi: -to Longram- Hey, don't feel bad, a full nuclear release tends to fuck up most societies that perpetrate it. You didn't choose it, right?
-to Quartz- Yeah! :D
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Naomi: -to Quartz- ..ooooooh.
-to Longram- Communists?
Who were they, again?
-Six ends up getting up and heading over to the delivery man-
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"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

-Steinar is around, still looking for the house he was directed to-
「The nightmare of the revenge monkey begins」