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[leftbehindagain]

I wouldn’t normally offer some of this on a wide scale, but if Harrogate’s looking likely, we need to be as well-armed for it as we can. I can also help with explaining how to de-infiltrate people, and if anyone wants help improving their mental defenses I can do that too.

It might also be helpful to have more people who can punch through network barriers – for one thing, there’s the chance they’ll split the group again, and for another, we’ve had network barriers on the same jaunt before. If it happened in Achaia, it could happen again here.

Bridging network gaps works about once a week, and de-infiltrating people… I’ve only ever managed it once on a given jaunt. I’m not sure if that’s a hard limit or if I just didn’t have cause to, but it’d be better to have as many possible openings for de-infiltration as we can get.

I see dead people

[biiowiired]

Greetings, aliens. I'm the Ψiioniic. You can call me Psii, but don't get cocky. [[ He immediately proceeds to get cocky. ]] Considering all the disturbing-as-fuck things I've heard on this Network since I got here, I have a proposition for you. Let's talk about dying.

First, no one's going to die in the immediate future. I think. Say, the next few nights? Second, I'm here to offer my... services... as a... clairvoyant. [[ A couple seconds' pause. ]] I have visions of future deaths. I can warn you or your quadrantmates about them. No, you can't prevent the hideous or embarrassing ways in which you will die. But you can do yourselves a favor and get your shit in order. I accept payment in food, electronic parts, and lessons on how to... make stuff out of thin air? That's a thing here apparently.

If the next Jaunt's as dangerous as you all say, it's going to be a bloodbath. Try not to die in stupid ways. I have to watch that shit.

A Very Important Safety Lesson

[claudiometer]

Hokay, so. Now is the time for a network announcement that has nothing to do with ‘holy shit possibly Harrogate,’ other than I can share the load of beefing up mental firewalls. Otherwise network-fu isn’t so much my thing. Instead, I have a couple follow-ups to Riddick’s ‘hey we can turn Liminal Space into usable electricity’ discovery.

Thing One, during the last jaunt I figured out how to properly wire my rooms, so you can bring your own plugs. The downside is I think it has a measurable limit in terms of energy output, so I didn’t rewire the server room for Liminal Intranet. That’s still on… hell, I don’t know, cognitive power? I expect it to work so it works?

Thing Two, and slightly scarier: It’s possible to draw some serious shock power out of Liminal Space, if you play your cards right. The really bad news here is that shock power is measurable in milli-amps. Very Important Safety Lesson, guys – amps can absolutely seriously hurt or kill people. I’m reasonably sure anything fatal would take a deliberate effort, but it would be very easy to contact-paralyze someone by accident.

I’m not here to tell people not to chase it in the first place or whatever. Just… be careful. It’s one thing to have another weapon in your arsenal and another thing entirely to risk accidentally Flooring someone.

An offer to the Travelers

[awondrousplace]

Hello, fellow Travelers. For once, I am not addressing everyone in regards to an entertainment of some sort.

Gentlemen, and those without a female reproductive system, you might want to tune me out from here on. Ladies, and anyone with a female reproductive system, I have something for you.

A few Liminal Spaces back, I realized that no one here has made any sort of contraceptives for those who might wish to engage in activities that would result in unfortunate consequences.

[For all that she adored Christina eventually... it was an unfortunate consequence.]

I have made a liquid that will halt conception for three months. It is completely reversible if you ever wish to bear a child, but it will prevent both pregnancy and menstruation.

For those who live in an earlier age and do not understand, I am happy to talk you through what goes on, and what my concoction does.

If you would like some, please, by all means, come to my rooms. My door is always open, and I will not ask any questions of you.