The young man nods. "Thank you, Miss," he says, before departing for the cafeteria.
She stopped in mid-bite, surprised by the question. "I never even considered the possibility. I suppose you're right. I'm basically a free agent now. No reason I can't. Although I'm not sure if I would be allowed. They might have some kind of agreement between themselves to all keep their distance from me now. Or not. Guess it can't hurt to ask."
"I will ask Him, but later. I'm enjoying the "us" time."
"Well, that's either a great idea or a terrible idea. Maybe both. But I think it's probably the only way that we're going to move forward. And quite frankly, I miss teaching classes. So I'm game for a chat with my other half," she said with a slightly forced smile.
great, Now I did this once before with my new sister, Sara So I hope this will work.
He takes a seat on the grass Sit down across from me just like this. He says to Ori.
Ori shrugged and sat down on the grass as instructed.
"Okay, now what?"
Lang sits close to Ori, placing his hands in hers. close your eyes and takes a few deep breaths.
together they sit in silence for a bit. Lang then stands and places his hand on her forehead. now relax, you will feel a slight tingle sensation as your spirit joins mine and we cross over.
A bit longer and Lang then says to her, open your eyes
Ori and Lang are standing in a forest. a tether of silver energy winds its way from each of them into the distance. looking back Ori can see herself still seated beside Lang.
Lang moves ahead, come on, this way, It isn't far. He becons her to follow
Mel looks around a little lost , Ginni, you alright? whre are you? Mel tries to make her way away from Arthur to find her friend.
"I will ask Him, but later. I'm enjoying the "us" time."
She stopped in mid-bite, surprised by the question. "I never even considered the possibility. I suppose you're right. I'm basically a free agent now. No reason I can't. Although I'm not sure if I would be allowed. They might have some kind of agreement between themselves to all keep their distance from me now. Or not. Guess it can't hurt to ask."
She smiled and scooted closer, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Me too," she said, and he could feel happiness and contentment from her. "It seems like we don't often get time just the two of us these days. I suppose it will be even more hectic once the babies hatch. So we'd better enjoy it while it lasts."
"Well, that's either a great idea or a terrible idea. Maybe both. But I think it's probably the only way that we're going to move forward. And quite frankly, I miss teaching classes. So I'm game for a chat with my other half," she said with a slightly forced smile.
great, Now I did this once before with my new sister, Sara So I hope this will work.
He takes a seat on the grass Sit down across from me just like this. He says to Ori.
Ori shrugged and sat down on the grass as instructed.
"Okay, now what?"
Lang sits close to Ori, placing his hands in hers. close your eyes and takes a few deep breaths.
together they sit in silence for a bit. Lang then stands and places his hand on her forehead. now relax, you will feel a slight tingle sensation as your spirit joins mine and we cross over.
A bit longer and Lang then says to her, open your eyes
Ori and Lang are standing in a forest. a tether of silver energy winds its way from each of them into the distance. looking back Ori can see herself still seated beside Lang.
Lang moves ahead, come on, this way, It isn't far. He becons her to follow
Ori frowned a little as she saw herself from the outside. It was an odd sensation, but not entirely unfamiliar. She shook her head to clear her thoughts as Lang beckoned her to follow and headed off into the wilds following the boy.
Mel looks around a little lost , Ginni, you alright? whre are you? Mel tries to make her way away from Arthur to find her friend.
"Mel?!" she heard from somewhere nearby in the infirmary. "Mel, I'm over here! I'd come to you, but it, walking is a bit difficult at the moment!" she called out.
"I will ask Him, but later. I'm enjoying the "us" time."
She stopped in mid-bite, surprised by the question. "I never even considered the possibility. I suppose you're right. I'm basically a free agent now. No reason I can't. Although I'm not sure if I would be allowed. They might have some kind of agreement between themselves to all keep their distance from me now. Or not. Guess it can't hurt to ask."She smiled and scooted closer, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Me too," she said, and he could feel happiness and contentment from her. "It seems like we don't often get time just the two of us these days. I suppose it will be even more hectic once the babies hatch. So we'd better enjoy it while it lasts."
Ace mentally pauses the floating disk carrying the multitude of plates when he hears Ginni and Mel trying to find each other. He touches his medallion, concentrates for a few moments and then a small ripple forms in the air and Squeaky, his familiar, bounds out. Barking happily, the puppy licks Ginni, Tami and Ace in turn.
"Squeaky, be a good girl and go find Melody. She sounds a little lost, so help her out." The dog races off, seeking out the musician.
Djalos, the wreckage of his meal strewn all about the table, and looking significantly more healthy, takes out a ball of what appears to be molten silver from his pouch and begins fiddling with it.
A message pops up on their datapads: It's Djalos. Sorry I had to leave so early. The SIM rooms needed to be experimented with.
There is a small pause between that message and the next one.
Do you
Want to
Hang out (apologies if this is not the correct nomenclature) sometime?
Morrivan laughed. "Oh, you're new, then. You get used to it. This is my second year here, and I don't even think about it anymore unless someone points it out to me."
The arrows lead to a room in a remote corner of the building that's been fitted out as a playroom of sorts. Jaiye is watching Cho with a look of utter boredom.
Sil nods "Aye, new, arrived just this past Sunday. I'm also a shaman, so tech is odd to me in general."
He smiles when he sees Jai "Hiya sis! How goes the babysitting?"
She smiled and scooted closer, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Me too," she said, and he could feel happiness and contentment from her. "It seems like we don't often get time just the two of us these days. I suppose it will be even more hectic once the babies hatch. So we'd better enjoy it while it lasts."
Her feelings are echoed in his own.
"I agree. Do you think you'll have more free time or less as the Paradox police?"
Djalos sits perfectly still for a few minutes after eating his food, looking, for all intents and purposes, like he's sleeping. That is, until he taps a random passerby on the shoulder and asks, perfectly deadpan, "What do people do with all this free time?"
Morrivan laughed. "Oh, you're new, then. You get used to it. This is my second year here, and I don't even think about it anymore unless someone points it out to me."
The arrows lead to a room in a remote corner of the building that's been fitted out as a playroom of sorts. Jaiye is watching Cho with a look of utter boredom.
Sil nods "Aye, new, arrived just this past Sunday. I'm also a shaman, so tech is odd to me in general."
He smiles when he sees Jai "Hiya sis! How goes the babysitting?"
Jaiye rolled her eyes. "Boring. As usual. I've explained how blocks work like five times since we got here. She still chews on them instead of building with them. An actual toddler would learn faster. I'm starting to wonder if she's got some kind of medical condition that prevents her from retaining memories, but the infirmary staff swear she's fine."
She smiled and scooted closer, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Me too," she said, and he could feel happiness and contentment from her. "It seems like we don't often get time just the two of us these days. I suppose it will be even more hectic once the babies hatch. So we'd better enjoy it while it lasts."
Her feelings are echoed in his own.
"I agree. Do you think you'll have more free time or less as the Paradox police?"
She laughed. "Well, that's the thing about time travel...you have as much time as you want. There are some truly dull moments in history that are perfectly suited for a quick nap. So, basically, it's the same. I'm just going about it slightly differently than I was. But I will admit, it's getting harder and harder to think in a strictly linear progression. Since I often live with effect and then cause instead of the other way around."
Djalos sits perfectly still for a few minutes after eating his food, looking, for all intents and purposes, like he's sleeping. That is, until he taps a random passerby on the shoulder and asks, perfectly deadpan, "What do people do with all this free time?"
"Let me know if you ever figure it out," Keme said dryly. "I've also got more time on my hands lately than I know what to do with."
Djalos nods solemnly. "I trained in the SIM rooms for the equivalent of two days, so if I do any more exercise, my body will give out. I also caught up on my courses in that time. There are no targets for me to plan for. I am somewhat confounded. What am I supposed to do?"
Djalos nods solemnly. "I trained in the SIM rooms for the equivalent of two days, so if I do any more exercise, my body will give out. I also caught up on my courses in that time. There are no targets for me to plan for. I am somewhat confounded. What am I supposed to do?"
"Based on extensive observation over the course of the last year, I'm gonna say social interaction. This appears to be the main use of free time. Also hobbies. If you have any creative pursuits you want to do, or sports you like to play, and so on. Or if you have any nefarious schemes, this is when you can work on those. I'd advise against that last one though. It tends to end badly," Keme said with his usual dry humor.
"I see." Djalos pauses for a moment. "What are hobbies?"
"I see." Djalos pauses for a moment. "What are hobbies?"
"Things you do because you like them, not because you have to. Anything can be a hobby. Reading, running, sports, art, playing the kazoo, collecting rocks. Really anything. The tricky part is figuring out what you like to do. That's the part I keep getting hung up on."
Djalos stares for a moment. "Rhythmic-harmonic strumming," he suddenly blurts. "Bioengineering. Mechanical engineering. Programming. At least those seem interesting."
She laughed. "Well, that's the thing about time travel...you have as much time as you want. There are some truly dull moments in history that are perfectly suited for a quick nap. So, basically, it's the same. I'm just going about it slightly differently than I was. But I will admit, it's getting harder and harder to think in a strictly linear progression. Since I often live with effect and then cause instead of the other way around."
He nods, understanding.
"So, do you plan on handing over the elementary school to someone else, or are you going to do that as well?"
She laughed. "Well, that's the thing about time travel...you have as much time as you want. There are some truly dull moments in history that are perfectly suited for a quick nap. So, basically, it's the same. I'm just going about it slightly differently than I was. But I will admit, it's getting harder and harder to think in a strictly linear progression. Since I often live with effect and then cause instead of the other way around."He nods, understanding.
"So, do you plan on handing over the elementary school to someone else, or are you going to do that as well?"
"Well, I'm not planning on working myself to death, if that's what you're asking. I can manage the administrative side of the school, no problem. Well, for now anyway. Probably for quite a while I think. It's the teaching I need to give up. But I have to find a replacement first. Hopefully one will magically appear soon. That's how it usually works I think. But I'm pretty sure my request doesn't come before finding a new head of security. It's the sort of job that really needs a whole team of people and you know how my Mom is. She's trying to do that and a few other things all by herself. Grandma was grumbling about it this afternoon when I had tea with her. She's concerned."
Djalos stares for a moment. "Rhythmic-harmonic strumming," he suddenly blurts. "Bioengineering. Mechanical engineering. Programming. At least those seem interesting."
Keme's shoulders shook with laughter. "Rythmic-harmonic strumming," he gasped through bursts of laughter. "I don't think I've ever heard it described that way before. That's priceless. Yeah, music makes a great hobby. Got a particular instrument in mind?" he said, trying to get himself together.
"A..." Djalos gestures inarticulately. "arvhala." The young elf snaps his fingers and begins air violing. "Viola, in Common?" He muses for a moment. "Also, while I was on assignment in Friala, there was this... Art. Blades like music. Literally. Tones, notes. It was interesting."
"Well, I'm not planning on working myself to death, if that's what you're asking. I can manage the administrative side of the school, no problem. Well, for now anyway. Probably for quite a while I think. It's the teaching I need to give up. But I have to find a replacement first. Hopefully one will magically appear soon. That's how it usually works I think. But I'm pretty sure my request doesn't come before finding a new head of security. It's the sort of job that really needs a whole team of people and you know how my Mom is. She's trying to do that and a few other things all by herself. Grandma was grumbling about it this afternoon when I had tea with her. She's concerned."
"That's good to hear..." he says with a bit of relief.
"Your mother strikes me as a bit of a perfectionist. I don't know how she would do with "sharing" that responsibility. I think Taron would be good for aiding her, but obviously there would be some trust issues there, I think..."
As they approach the factory, Ghalen goes into soldier mode, and assumes the worst, and hopes for the best. He moves between cover on the way there, hoping to expose himself to whatever may be watching as little as possible.::There's a couple of guys just sort of randomly standing around watching the building. Do you want to approach them? They're wearing coveralls. Looks like they're probably workers,:: Elektra said telepathically, relaying what she can see from the air.
"Well, I'm not planning on working myself to death, if that's what you're asking. I can manage the administrative side of the school, no problem. Well, for now anyway. Probably for quite a while I think. It's the teaching I need to give up. But I have to find a replacement first. Hopefully one will magically appear soon. That's how it usually works I think. But I'm pretty sure my request doesn't come before finding a new head of security. It's the sort of job that really needs a whole team of people and you know how my Mom is. She's trying to do that and a few other things all by herself. Grandma was grumbling about it this afternoon when I had tea with her. She's concerned.""That's good to hear..." he says with a bit of relief.
"Your mother strikes me as a bit of a perfectionist. I don't know how she would do with "sharing" that responsibility. I think Taron would be good for aiding her, but obviously there would be some trust issues there, I think..."
"Well, if Grandma gets her way, then Mom wouldn't be sharing the responsibility. She'd be handing it over completely. Which certainly should be an interesting fight to watch. Because Mom is something of a control freak. It's how she copes with traumatic events. And Grandma is exactly the same way. Probably best for all of us to stay out of the blast radius while they're arguing," she joked.
"A..." Djalos gestures inarticulately. "arvhala." The young elf snaps his fingers and begins air violing. "Viola, in Common?" He muses for a moment. "Also, while I was on assignment in Friala, there was this... Art. Blades like music. Literally. Tones, notes. It was interesting."
"Huh. Can't say I'm familiar with Friala or musical blades. Sadie might know about stuff like that. But I do know where the music rooms are in the basement. They have instruments that you can borrow if you want to play."
Fei nods, and follows James out of the building and over to Ardiente and Alev. As they walk, he attempts to contact his nanites at the base again, with no success. He also tried to contact the base itself and gets the same results
"Scorch, Happy - there appears to be some kind of power outage at base, and I am now unable to communicate with them to gain any more information," he says to his teammates. "We need to return and find out what is going on. Allow me to heal whatever injuries any of you have left before we depart."
The young monk will tap into the excess energies he retained from earlier and return everyone still hurt to full health before they return to their shuttles and head back to base.
When Melody comes around the corner, accompanied by a frantic, barking puppy, she sees Ginni in full demon form, being held up by Tami because she hasn't yet got the hang of walking on hooves.
"Melody!" Ginni exclaimed happily.
When Melody comes around the corner, accompanied by a frantic, barking puppy, she sees Ginni in full demon form, being held up by Tami because she hasn't yet got the hang of walking on hooves.
"Melody!" Ginni exclaimed happily.
"Oh, thank goodness," Tami said. "Your brother has been worried sick! I'm so glad you're okay and they found you and that you're back."
"Thanks," Alev said, quickly scrambling into the shuttle that he came in. If there was trouble back at the base this was no time for lollygagging.Jiminy cursed under his breath. "Never rains but it pours, eh? Well, the way our luck runs, it's probably not something minor and benign," he said with a resigned sigh. "Time to head back and see what the damage is then."Fei nods, and follows James out of the building and over to Ardiente and Alev. As they walk, he attempts to contact his nanites at the base again, with no success. He also tried to contact the base itself and gets the same results
"Scorch, Happy - there appears to be some kind of power outage at base, and I am now unable to communicate with them to gain any more information," he says to his teammates. "We need to return and find out what is going on. Allow me to heal whatever injuries any of you have left before we depart."
The young monk will tap into the excess energies he retained from earlier and return everyone still hurt to full health before they return to their shuttles and head back to base.
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Over the radio: "Fido to Boss. Something is wrong at base. It's blocking radio signals in the area. Grunt and Spitfire already went in to investigate. I've parked the shuttle near town. The interference doesn't stretch this far. Phoenix and I planning to go in on foot, in a manner of speaking. The field doesn't stop telepathic communication though, so you should still be able to keep in contact with us that way."
Djalos nods thoughtfully. "Could you direct me to them, sir kitsune? I can only navigate to areas I have been to before." He effortlessly stands up and straightens his uniform.
Jacob runs himself around in circles, attempting to find his teacher, before he stops and thinks for a moment. "School, u-um, if you would, could you please direct me to Miss Ephebe?"
::There's a couple of guys just sort of randomly standing around watching the building. Do you want to approach them? They're wearing coveralls. Looks like they're probably workers,:: Elektra said telepathically, relaying what she can see from the air.
He thinks about it for a few seconds.
"Yeah, hopefully they'll know what's going on. But be on your guard. I've seen some weird crap around here. No telling what we'll see or get when get up to them."
Ardiente is quiet, pondering all the things Alev said. It was an awful lot to take in, especially in light of what just happened with Rae.
As he wasn't hurt in the fight, he just hops in the shuttle and fires it up once Fei and Alev are on board. He doesn't say anything as they fly back, still trying to wrap his head around everything, trying to figure out what their next move should be.
Over the radio: "Fido to Boss. Something is wrong at base. It's blocking radio signals in the area. Grunt and Spitfire already went in to investigate. I've parked the shuttle near town. The interference doesn't stretch this far. Phoenix and I planning to go in on foot, in a manner of speaking. The field doesn't stop telepathic communication though, so you should still be able to keep in contact with us that way."
"Well, if Grandma gets her way, then Mom wouldn't be sharing the responsibility. She'd be handing it over completely. Which certainly should be an interesting fight to watch. Because Mom is something of a control freak. It's how she copes with traumatic events. And Grandma is exactly the same way. Probably best for all of us to stay out of the blast radius while they're arguing," she joked.
"It wouldn't come to blows would it?" he asked, worried a bit.
"It wouldn't come to blows would it?" he asked, worried a bit.
"Well, if Grandma gets her way, then Mom wouldn't be sharing the responsibility. She'd be handing it over completely. Which certainly should be an interesting fight to watch. Because Mom is something of a control freak. It's how she copes with traumatic events. And Grandma is exactly the same way. Probably best for all of us to stay out of the blast radius while they're arguing," she joked.
Ephebe laughed. "Of course not. Especially not with Mom being pregnant. Neither of them would risk it. But there would be a great deal of shouting, and I most people wouldn't want to get near that. Frightful presence and all that. Especially when they're upset. And I'm not certain that both of them wouldn't lash out at any bystanders unlucky enough to get too close."
::There's a couple of guys just sort of randomly standing around watching the building. Do you want to approach them? They're wearing coveralls. Looks like they're probably workers,:: Elektra said telepathically, relaying what she can see from the air.He thinks about it for a few seconds.
"Yeah, hopefully they'll know what's going on. But be on your guard. I've seen some weird crap around here. No telling what we'll see or get when get up to them."
The two workers startled a bit when Elektra landed right in front of them.
"Who are you?" the first one asked suspiciously.
"Did the boss send you?" the second one asked hopefully.
"Er...yes, he did. I'm sort of an ...advance scout. So I'm supposed to tell him what's going on...er, what's going on?"
"Well.....I'm not sure we rightly know exactly. There were power fluctuations. And then machines turning themselves on and off and then....well, we got chased out by these things....like they weren't big exactly. And I have to admit that we never got a really good look at them. But I think there were a lot of them and they had control of the machinery, and so we evacuated. Not really sure what else to do," the more hopeful one admitted, looking a bit crestfallen at the idea.
Djalos nods thoughtfully. "Could you direct me to them, sir kitsune? I can only navigate to areas I have been to before." He effortlessly stands up and straightens his uniform.
"Yeah, no problem. I was wondering how you got around with that blindfold on. It can't be easy since you can't exactly follow the arrows," Keme said, agreeably, not intending to be rude, which never actually seemed to prevent him from actually being rude. He stood up as well. "Do you need me to physically lead you there or are you going to just follow the sound of my voice? Not sure how to best manage this...."
"I can see objects of substance through sound, touch, vibration, heat variation, granularity, and air particles. Because of that, I am completely immune to illusions. Which can be somewhat of a disadvantage." Almost as if to demonstrate his point, Djalos smoothly gets up and nods in the direction of Keme.
Jacob reaches for the bell, hesitates, glances towards the cookies, then reaches for the bell again before sighing and sitting down.
He nibbles on a cookie.
The two workers startled a bit when Elektra landed right in front of them.
"Who are you?" the first one asked suspiciously.
"Did the boss send you?" the second one asked hopefully."Er...yes, he did. I'm sort of an ...advance scout. So I'm supposed to tell him what's going on...er, what's going on?"
"Well.....I'm not sure we rightly know exactly. There were power fluctuations. And then machines turning themselves on and off and then....well, we got chased out by these things....like they weren't big exactly. And I have to admit that we never got a really good look at them. But I think there were a lot of them and they had control of the machinery, and so we evacuated. Not really sure what else to do," the more hopeful one admitted, looking a bit crestfallen at the idea.
Ghalen walks up as they begin to report to Elektra.
"Are these things in just one building? Is this happening in others? Do you know if the local constabulary has been notified? Don't want to be worried about friendly fire in there, if these things are hostile."