more than most people, having grown up in an Axius colony, but it
was reassuring to meet someone else who was in a similar position to her.
Mina didn’t share any details about her recent history,
and the two talked for quite a while about the idiosyncrasies of being wealthy
within the ADZ and the unique perspective and challenges it presented, with her
hearing similar ideas to what she’d already experienced personally and feeling
quite relieved to have a peer, even if in a drastically weird sense. Person or
not, the Bsidd was still a walking bush, so there was only so many similarities
to draw, but in a weird way she could connect with him/it more than the Humans
she encountered in the music business.
Mina actually made a habit of meeting with him and a
few others on a regular basis, or irregular actually, given that they never
planned any get-togethers. They just bumped into each other in the commons at
similar times and she got to get their perspectives on a wide range of topics.
The more she related to them and their stories Mina realized that she needed to
get back on tour sooner rather than later. She was a singer and building her
career, and one common theme amongst all of her new friends was that when they
had trouble they didn’t quit what they were doing, but found themselves along
the way as a byproduct of the struggles.
Mina realized she had begun to feel like singing was a
petty thing after so many people’s deaths, but now she realized it wasn’t. It
was what she did and a big part of who she was. Those commandos hadn’t saved
her so she could wallow away and live half a life. They saved her so she could
continue going on doing what she wanted, and Mina realized that she was just
cycling garbage through her head. Probably stuff she’d picked up from others
accidentally. She’d have to pay closer attention to her own thoughts going
forward to avoid that again. Going with the flow of society was never a good
idea, for there were always more stupid people than wise, regardless of the
efforts Star Force made to give people the tools they needed to learn and grow.
Some people just didn’t want to, and those were now
floating to the bottom of the tier 1 pool after the ADZ-wide restructuring.
Here though, you had to have credits to buy your way in, and in such sums that
you more than likely had to earn them and stupid people didn’t earn anything.
They leached off of others in one form or another, letting Star Force take care
of them and it seemed Star Force didn’t mind. They were now scooting them off
into their own little corner along with the newbs coming out of the maturias, letting those who earned their way into better
crowds.
Mina went where the credits were, so often her
followers were amongst the ‘stupid’ but a good number of them were not, and in
fact her upcoming tour…before she’d canceled it…had been going to more of the
tier 2 sites than previously because they were considered higher class and,
frankly, more profitable because those citizens had more credits to spend.
She’d cut her teeth doing free or cheap concerts for anyone who would come, but
now that she was established she was gradually moving up the status ladder and
made a choice to, when she did go back, cut out the lower class performances
regardless of whether it made monetary sense or not.
She’d never thought about it before, but now that she
was actually hanging around with people that were more or less her peers she
found that she felt more like herself. Even with her old team she never felt
like one of them. They were there to service her as part of their job rather
than being on par with her. When Mina put together her new team she was going
to do it herself, no more label execs assigning people. She liked this feeling
of having peers, and there were many musicians and support staff out there for
her to choose from. There had to people out there of like mind, it was just a
matter of finding them.
Her
was reassuring to meet someone else who was in a similar position to her.
Mina didn’t share any details about her recent history,
and the two talked for quite a while about the idiosyncrasies of being wealthy
within the ADZ and the unique perspective and challenges it presented, with her
hearing similar ideas to what she’d already experienced personally and feeling
quite relieved to have a peer, even if in a drastically weird sense. Person or
not, the Bsidd was still a walking bush, so there was only so many similarities
to draw, but in a weird way she could connect with him/it more than the Humans
she encountered in the music business.
Mina actually made a habit of meeting with him and a
few others on a regular basis, or irregular actually, given that they never
planned any get-togethers. They just bumped into each other in the commons at
similar times and she got to get their perspectives on a wide range of topics.
The more she related to them and their stories Mina realized that she needed to
get back on tour sooner rather than later. She was a singer and building her
career, and one common theme amongst all of her new friends was that when they
had trouble they didn’t quit what they were doing, but found themselves along
the way as a byproduct of the struggles.
Mina realized she had begun to feel like singing was a
petty thing after so many people’s deaths, but now she realized it wasn’t. It
was what she did and a big part of who she was. Those commandos hadn’t saved
her so she could wallow away and live half a life. They saved her so she could
continue going on doing what she wanted, and Mina realized that she was just
cycling garbage through her head. Probably stuff she’d picked up from others
accidentally. She’d have to pay closer attention to her own thoughts going
forward to avoid that again. Going with the flow of society was never a good
idea, for there were always more stupid people than wise, regardless of the
efforts Star Force made to give people the tools they needed to learn and grow.
Some people just didn’t want to, and those were now
floating to the bottom of the tier 1 pool after the ADZ-wide restructuring.
Here though, you had to have credits to buy your way in, and in such sums that
you more than likely had to earn them and stupid people didn’t earn anything.
They leached off of others in one form or another, letting Star Force take care
of them and it seemed Star Force didn’t mind. They were now scooting them off
into their own little corner along with the newbs coming out of the maturias, letting those who earned their way into better
crowds.
Mina went where the credits were, so often her
followers were amongst the ‘stupid’ but a good number of them were not, and in
fact her upcoming tour…before she’d canceled it…had been going to more of the
tier 2 sites than previously because they were considered higher class and,
frankly, more profitable because those citizens had more credits to spend.
She’d cut her teeth doing free or cheap concerts for anyone who would come, but
now that she was established she was gradually moving up the status ladder and
made a choice to, when she did go back, cut out the lower class performances
regardless of whether it made monetary sense or not.
She’d never thought about it before, but now that she
was actually hanging around with people that were more or less her peers she
found that she felt more like herself. Even with her old team she never felt
like one of them. They were there to service her as part of their job rather
than being on par with her. When Mina put together her new team she was going
to do it herself, no more label execs assigning people. She liked this feeling
of having peers, and there were many musicians and support staff out there for
her to choose from. There had to people out there of like mind, it was just a
matter of finding them.
Her
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