"What do you want to build? More than anything?" rcsebyanothername for Bismuth
Whilst they had been talking, Bismuth continued working. That was just what she was supposed to do. Homeworld frowned upon Bismuths that were slothful for too long, after all. However, the posed questions made her pause. Her hammer hovered just above where she had been working, and a slow blink was her first response.
A typical bismuth would have answered that she was fine just where she was. Building was their job, after all. Bismuth, though, was not typical. There always had been a fascination within her that she couldnât really pursue. Bismuths could survive extremely hot temperatures. They needed to if they were going to work with the materials they did. Yet all they did, now that she thought of it, was build.
âNo oneâs ever asked me that before,â Bismuth said. Who would care about a bismuthâs opinion? Someone did now, and she had the chance to answer for it.
âEvery assignment is the same for me. Build this tower for this diamondâs colony on this planet. Build this spire here. Oh, the elites are gonna love all the hard work you put into this.â
âBut no one else gets to enjoy it,â Bismuth explained. She was tired of it. Not only that, but now that she really did think about it? There was so much untapped potential. Sheâd thought of it now and then, when she thought about how they could survive heat the way they did, but never acted on it. Not really. Now was her chance.
âI wanna make somethinâ that more than just the elites can enjoy. Somethinâ useful.â