It's an ordinary, quiet night. The . . . patrons, or whatever they are, of the lab equipment shop downstairs, took off about forty-five minutes ago.
There's silence, mostly. You can only be out at night in Sothis if you have business. But there's some business. Every so often a party passes under Katie's window. Their conversation is mostly what Katie has become accustomed to thinking of as "focused", though occasionally some is just downright tense or revelrous.
Wind. Distant insects. Dogs.
Something shuffles downstairs.
And continues to shuffle.
"Are we good?" The voice is insistent, alto, and right underneath Katie. And it's female.
"Yes, fine". Higher. If Katie knows what female halflings sound like, it sounds like that.
The shuffling moves deeper into the shop. A glass clinks. Laughter starts, whispering at first, then merely hushed.
"Oh my god." A third voice.
"All this stuff is fake, you know. This and this and this used to be one bespoke fixture."
"Fuck."
Whoever it is is going through the merchandise.
Expensive, heavily regulated merchandise. Katie's parent have only been in Ulunat for two weeks, but she's picked up that the proprietors of this place have gone to a moderate effort to secure it against thieves.
"We don't take damage to garlic either. But it is super unpleasant.
And this is not ideal food."
"Well, if she doesn't think she understands it, I won't do her the disservice of acting as though she'd made that claim."
'Paradise.' They're so fucking naïve. Seeing a pile of gold and an oasis with leopards in the servants of Rovagug plus some abstruse metaphysical trivia is one thing, but they give it such cult-brained names. She always wants to protest. Luckily, sometimes the others besides Tazich are sensible and do so for her.
To Stranger.
"How familiar are you with general alignment theories? What's your name, by the way?"
The words 'third tank' being used in reference to future!her make her wiggle and blush. "Katie. And uuuhhhh, not much. Law are boring sticks in the mud, Chaos are cool, and Good and Evil are both deranged masochists, or at least I thought so before I met you guys."
"Mm. So nothing.
Well, about some things you seem perceptive.
Tell me, what is an opposite?"
"Uh, that's one of those words which is so, like, basic that I can't even really define it except by just listing examples. Night and day, short and tall, thin and fat, bald and hairy, do I need to keep going?"
"How do you tell when something's really the opposite of something else and when it isn't? Tazich has accused me of being 'skinnyfat'—that is, notably having the physical characteristics of a fat person, and notably having the physical characteristics of a thin person, at the same time. Normally, with opposites, it is not considered that such a thing should be possible. Can a time be nightday? Can a single thing be blackwhite?"
"I think 'blackwhite' is just called grey. And like, 'nightday' is just dawn and dusk. Things can be in between opposites, but I don't think 'in between' is the same thing as 'both at once'."
"I would think so, but I get the vibe that I'm about to be told that's total bullshit and I'm stupid for believing it. And what does 'skinnyfat' even mean, then?"
"It's like, when you're all flab in terms of texture and strength, like in terms of body composition you have a lot of fat of the type that's under the skin, but you're tiny."
"You guessed correctly."
Katie is Chaotic. More Chaotic than anyone she's ever talked to, actually. She doesn't seem to have any need to verbally structure her opinions in terms of principles.
But, of course, that is not all there is, to being Chaotic. Katie is un-Lawful, at least.
"How much belief do you even have in the first place that the conventional alignment system reflects reality?"
"Well uuuh, you guys haven't at all treated me like I'd expect Evil cultists to, so, at this point not much?"
Extremists will grasp at anything to imagine they're important.
She's not going to disabuse Katie of her illusions.
"Not just that the categories contain what people say they contain", she pipes up, "but that there are four alignments structured on two axes."