Just wild communication [post-Jaunt liminal]

[otomechapilot]

...I'm going to go cook and people are welcome to make requests and eat with me.

You know. To get the taste of being A Jimothy out of my mouth.



...that's probably unfair to Admiral Caine since Jim Preston was way more outright evil but really.

Comments

[youandyoualone]

I would come to eat with you, my dear. I am not much impressed with Commander Montrev, either.

[desperate_times_right]

Jimothy? That thing with the teeth?

[reallymean]

You were the admiral?

[Look, her only contact was via coded message.]

...What's a Jimothy?

[otomechapilot]

No, the Jimothy from Elsewhere is a lot more cuddly than "Colonel" Jim Preston.

Like, a lot more.

[otomechapilot]

"Missus Sara Caine" wasn't a dead giveaway? You have met Keenan Caine, right?

Jimothy is "Colonel" James Preston, the... the last adult. And an asshole. No relation to whatever the hell Jimothy was at Faerie College.

[otomechapilot]

Any requests?

I'll get the sparkling cider and we can toast to not being crappy authority figures.

[reallymean]

She wouldn't be the first authority figure on a Jaunt to have a name that evoked someone familiar to a Traveler without being that Traveler. If Alta had ever met the woman in person, it might have been more obvious.

[otomechapilot]

That's fair. If I didn't know better I'd swear the Arcana do it to mess with us.

I am less surprised than I should be that you were Alta, but... god, what a huge mess that whole Jaunt was.

[reallymean]

By any reasonable measure, it should have qualified as a loss.

[otomechapilot]

...AEGIS got exposed, the Consort went free, and it was technically an ESDF victory. Technically.

I mean, I agree with you, that didn't feel like a victory and I'm amazed it was good enough for Chariot. But I can see why we won if we squint.




I think I know what a Lovers win would have been. You're not gonna like it.

[desperate_times_right]

Ah, yikes.

[Red had found EU Jimothy cuddly enough but Chloe gets the meaning.]

Sounds like this wasn’t a lot of people’s proudest moment.

[otomechapilot]

I can sort of see why this counted as a victory but it sure as hell didn't feel like one.

[reallymean]

I probably won't, but as Lovers doesn't seem particularly militaristic, it wouldn't be the worst option I could conceive of.

[otomechapilot]

She's Relationships. Of course she wanted peace, trade, and an alliance.

[reallymean]

And Emperor would have approved of a decisive Aurigan victory, bringing stability to the situation by subjugating Earth under intergalactic rule.

[otomechapilot]

And eventually removing that troublesome disease, yeah.

[Psychic Protection II]

I think we need your plan. If nothing else, adding someone to the bracket will slow them down - and getting her back might make some allies out of enemies.

Private | Protected

[reallymean]

I've been working on that since I...returned. Do you remember how to create a dreamcatcher?

Perma Protected

[otomechapilot]

No. But I could learn.

[reallymean]

Come visit the Castle once you're finished entertaining, and I can teach you.

[otomechapilot]

Will do. Will save you some pie.

[reallymean]

[A hint of laughter carries along the psychic airwaves.]

I'll hold you to that.

[desperate_times_right]

For sure. Like a kick in the teeth every ten minutes.

[youandyoualone]

I've always been fond of pears poached in wine. And I have come to greatly enjoy ice creams since I have come here.

Into action?

[otomechapilot]

Sound like they'd go well together, at that.

Come on by.

ACTION

[youandyoualone]

Anafiel shows up some ten minutes later, bringing a bottle of wine as well. "For the pears," he says, offering it to her. "And we can drink the excess if you'd like."

Drinking ages? What are those in medieval not-France?