Vision Time Again [Third day of the week]

[professorwolf]

This is becoming something of a habit, it seems. Randolph Lyall, here, and not only do I have some general information that may be important, I've had another vision that I probably ought to share before it decides to distract me a dozen times today and make even more people ask me if I'm all right.

First things first, though. Gale is infiltrated here, I'm sure some of you saw him, as my "partner". Only he isn't actually my partner, he's a pogemon like Lethid is only with a very good disguise, here to research the bond between humans and pogemon for the council back in their world. I can only think that's important in some way.

Somewhat less interesting, but second, there is definitely a walkabout going on at the moment. It appears to be taking place back in Sarmatia, where we sort of took over the government of the werewolves and vampires.

[He doesn't share more than that, though there's a hint of embarrassment and confusion about the thoughts, there. He hurries on.]

Anyway, the vision. It was of fighting food. Literally, food made into... I suppose monsters like the pogemon, and fighting in the streets with the slammer pairs. Then the clouds open up and there's a castle in the sky, with some sort of winged creature on the ramparts. I do believe that may be what we're here to do something about. At the least, we probably ought to keep an eye out for food-shaped pogemon, for now, and keep watch for a stormy day.

Finally... er, has anyone else done this infiltrating-while-still-yourself thing? Does anyone know, is it still possible to go into liminal space? I'm a little afraid to try it, lest I wind up damaging the pogemon I'm sharing mind-space with at the moment. But the full moon is coming up very soon here, and I'd rather not test whether infiltrating like this keeps the werewolf part of me at bay.

Comments

[imperialbadasshiddensnark]

Premonitions of danger...? Do you get these often?

[Here is someone who is both sympathetic of suffering from such visions...And is taking this seriously as well.]

In any case, if they cause any trouble, then we will need to make sure that any civilians are quickly protected and lead away from the battlefield. We may need maps of this city as a precaution, should the battle rage outside of this stadium.

Lyall...What kind of being was this winged creature in the castle? Friend or foe?

[professorwolf]

[That voice sounds awfully familiar. Did James Earl Jones join the Travelers...?]

They're not precisely premonitions. They're of the future, but they're always quite literal. I haven't ever seen anything that wasn't exactly a picture of what may happen. What I see can usually be prevented, but I haven't the faintest idea how we might prevent that.

As for friend or foe... I can't actually say. There aren't any feelings associated with it. It looks unfriendly, but looks have been known to be deceiving.

[imperialbadasshiddensnark]

[Close, but it is a very lovely voice, isn't it? Surely doesn't invoke any terrible people to mind, does it?]

I see... You are...more fortunate than some to be able to prevent them.

Still, having a castle descend from the sky... Perhaps it is some kind of space craft?

[professorwolf]

[If it's not James Earl Jones, there's only a few other people it might be-- though Lyall's world doesn't quite have "Star Wars", it has an expy, so his first thought is Mufasa. He hasn't smelled any lions around here, though! Hmm.]

Oh, the castle itself is stationary. I'm only seeing it through some kind of portal. I can share the memory with you directly, if you want to experience what I saw. It may give more insight if someone else looked at it, too.

[imperialbadasshiddensnark]

Such a gift exist...? Well, if you are willing, then I would be interested in see this castle myself.

[Lion, no. A mix of robotics and flesh, however, is much more likely.]

[professorwolf]

There are quite a few gifts one can pick up with enough time and effort, related to this telepathic network we communicate on, or to liminal space. It does take that time, though, and many skills build upon each other. I would be happy to try and teach you any you're interested in learning.

I can send you the memory now, though be warned, it is literally a memory, so you'll experience what I thought and felt at the time.

[With that, he opens a more private connection-- not protected, but not open to everyone unless they want to intrude-- to send the memory along.

He'll get, first, the sense of padding along in four feet, tails sweeping along behind him, ears perking towards this sound or that. It's Lyall, in the form of Lethid the pogemon, and feeling quite comfortable with it, to be honest.

That sense is brief, though, as whatever was going on before is briefly displaced by something new. It's as if, instead of inside the back preparation halls of the arena, he's standing in the street, watching oversized ambulatory food-- pizza and burgers and soda cans-- creating havok in broad daylight, fighting with the children and their pogemon and making a big mess out of everything.

Slowly, though, the sky grows dark as thunderclouds gather as the food fighting increases in intensity. Lightning flashes and a rift opens in the sky, revealing a gothic art deco castle carved from black fulgarites. There is a figure on the battlements, but the flashing lightning obscures most of the details but the great black wings. A skeletal winged shadow stretches from the rift onto the pavement.

Then he's standing back in the arena back hallway, stunned and confused, as one of the younger slammers looks at him funny and asks if he's okay.]

[imperialbadasshiddensnark]

They certainly seem useful. Perhaps when we are finished with our business here, I may take up your offer.

[Anakin watches the memory, and it's an uneasy form of familiarity. He's had vision himself...but never this broad. Never about some greater evil like that shadow. He's taking deep, calming breaths by the time the memory's finished.]

That is...quite the premonition. Are you sure it can be prevented?

[professorwolf]

I usually don't receive visions that can't be prevented... or, I didn't before. The last ones have all been of things that might simply be important for us to know. The diseased whale in the last Jaunt, the divide between Marked and Unmarked in liminal space before that... so I don't really know, anymore, if they're supposed to be things we prevent, or things we simply ought to know to make informed decisions.