Pre-Moebius Sharing [A couple days into the racetrack liminal]

[itsananimalthing]

So a lot of you know I've been tryin' to rebuild memories from before Moebius. For you new people, Moebius was a Jaunt before most of you got here, were we died a lot and lost our memories every morning. A lot of that stuck.

[Look, he's being helpful, filling things in for people who don't know the story. Isn't that nice of him?]

Managed to put together somethin' kinda big out of them.

[Enjoy a brief lifestream of Riddick's strange vision: everything is tinted slightly purple, sources of light are doubly bright, and everything seems much more focused on heat and motion. It's an image of his hands, held apart in front of him, and after a second, an arc of electricity jumps between them, from one hand to the other. He holds it only briefly, then lets it dissipate.]

We can make energy out of liminal stuff. Claudia don't need to shoot me with her electricity gun to power lightcycles no more, we can just make that shit.

Came with somethin' else interesting while I was tryin' to put that trick back together. I was on at least four Jaunts before Moebius happened, might be more-- but there were people back then from the last round of this. The one Fortune won. We called 'em the Unlucky Dead. I don't got much about 'em yet, just a couple names and faces, but I'm workin' on it.

Figured that might be important to know.

[The last bit is said dryly. He knows that's an understatement.]

Comments

[dalectable]

That could be very useful... And you can summon it on command?

[itsananimalthing]

Ain't found the limit yet, but I haven't been tossing it around like crazy, either.

Once we get on a Jaunt I'll see what I can work out, when it comes to connectin' to liminal from the world. Can't imagine it can't be done.

[dalectable]

If people can open portals to and from Liminal Space during a Jaunt, then it stands to sense that you should be able to draw on the energy. Something to explore, at least.

Are you back to normal? You seemed a little... smaller, during the Jaunt.

[itsananimalthing]

I think I was somethin' like half my usual size.

[He's a bit bemused by that, honestly. Of all the infiltrations he's ever had, that was the only one that was shorter than usual.]

Lookin' up at you was weird, gotta say. Lookin' up at just about everybody was weird.

[dalectable]

Looking down at you was weird. Though to be fair, I couldn't exactly see much of you regardless.

[itsananimalthing]

Must be nice to have your eyes back. Though you seemed to do just fine with what you had.

[dalectable]

It... wasn't comfortable, but Astraia had been like that since she was born so... it was tolerable, I suppose. It makes you appreciate how much you can actually see when your sight's been taken from you so suddenly.

[itsananimalthing]

Yeah, it kinda does.

[Says the man who goes blind when there's too much light around. He gets it, at least kind of.]

So I ain't seen you yet. Did you wind up keeping the wings?

[dalectable]

I haven't checked, yet. I've been trying to remember the skills I picked up before being put away in my Dungeon.

I did learn to livestream my senses, though. [Deliberately lets Riddick see through her eyes for a moment, in full colour. In this case she's staring down at Mi'durgenn, who pants and wags his tail, the familiar then resting his chin on his mistress' thigh.] Which I'm pretty sure I couldn't do before.

[itsananimalthing]

That's pretty good. If you could do it before, you never used it. Mostly what I remember you knowin' was magic shit, and I think you could interface.

[dalectable]

I need someone to practice interfacing with... are you offering?

[itsananimalthing]

Sure, why not? Come on over whenever you want.

[dalectable]

I'm in my room when you're free.

==> Action

[itsananimalthing]

[He pokes his head in a few minutes later, with a rap on the door frame.]

Hey.

[dalectable]

[She looks up from where she's been stacking a series of small, crystal pebbles on Mi'durgenne's snout and brow, smiling at Riddick.]

Hi. That was quick.

[The familiar lets out an inquisitive noise, wanting to turn but not wanting to knock off the rocks on his head. Vilari snorts and concentrates, creating another small crystal to perch on the end of the wolfs nose.] Yes, yes, ma serannas, Mi'durgenn. [Then she's gently taking the stones from his head and placing them next to her bed.]

[itsananimalthing]

[He grins at her lazily.]

Well, I was just around the corner, and I'm a pro at doin' more than one thing at a time.

[He comes the rest of the way in, coming over to give the wolf a clap on the shoulder.]

The fuck are you doing? What's with the rocks?

[Despite the language, his tone is friendly.]

[dalectable]

Practice. Mi'durgenn told me how when I got him in a Jaunt, I was his Oracle as a Hecatite-Elf, and that one of my abilities was to create crystals at will.

[She flicks over one of the small, moonstone-esque pebbels to Riddick.]

And then we got bored and decided to see how many I could stack along his head.

[itsananimalthing]

[He catches it, examines it, then tosses it back idly, in case she wants it.]

Poor Mi'durgenn. Havin' to be the thing that got stacked on. If you're that bored, I'm sure we can find more interesting things for you to do.

[Like an interface. Though given his teasing tone, she can take that other ways, as well.]

[dalectable]

[The tone isn't lost on her, and she shoots him an amused glance, brow rising with interest.] Oh? Are you implying beyond an experiment in interfacing?

[Mi'durgenn meanwhile settles on the ground to gnaw at one of the larger rocks, tail wagging happily.]

[itsananimalthing]

Well, how long's an interface gonna take, anyway? Won't keep you from bein' bored for that long.

[Of course, she might be wiped out afterwards, it's trickier when you aren't actually data anymore.]

[dalectable]

Someone sounds confident and eager. [She doesn't sound put-off or annoyed, though. Instead, she pats the bed next to her to indicate Riddick should sit.] Please, my neck is getting sore staring up at you like this.

[itsananimalthing]

[He obligingly comes to settle beside her.]

Too bad I didn't keep that dactyl form. No neck-craning for you, then.

[dalectable]

That's too short, especially from being a giant.

[She crosses her legs, turning to face Riddick directly as Mi'durgenn clambers onto the bed, curling against her back.]

So. Interfacing.

[itsananimalthing]

Interfacing.

[He holds up a hand, palm out.]

Gotta start with a touch. You want me to let you try and initiate, or you want me to remind you how it's done first?

[dalectable]

And suddenly we're small children holding hands.

[At least she still sounds amused as opposed to annoyed, and she places her hand over his, thinking a moment... and then triggering the Interface. Her eyes immediately start glowing bright green and Riddick's abruptly flooded with undiluted information. Images, voices, emotions, everything in a riotous mess until Vilari just as suddenly disconnects with a gasp, the glow fading from her eyes as she shakes her head hard.]

I'm sorry- That was a mess, wasn't it?