[ he's not surprised. adrastea's quick - temenos likes that about her. he reaches to pull up the HERMES on his iris, more deftly than before, and scrolls the messages for a little while. ]
There's quite a few I'd like to discuss, but I want to focus in specifically about one, for the moment. What can you tell me about a storm?
reaches up, touching her fingertips to her forehead, brow pinching slightly. ]
... storms are fairly common phenomenon in space. They vary - cause, size, type, duration, threat level. What we went to clear up, by finding the heartseed, was a storm, on our route from Stirhira to Anoria.
Was there something posted to HERMES regarding one in particular..?
There was, but much of it was hard to read - as if the message was lost. [ he doesn't spend much time on this statement, moving on quickly. ] Were there any major storms weathered by the Eudora before we arrived?
[ she's silent for a long moment, applying more pressure like she's trying to work a mounting tension headache out. ]
Not one that I remember. But we're starting to learn that we're not remembering quite a few things from the three months we've been on board the Eudora, and just trying to think about it is splitting my skull.
[ but adrastea has never met a pain that she couldn't either master or enjoy, so. she mans through it. ]
Which means that there probably was, if I had to guess.
Back home, there are a number of things. Spiritual beings, the gods themselves, anomalies in places where the leylines are closest to the surface or even horribly damaged. Places of power and disaster.
Here? Here, I don't know. The storms themselves, maybe, or something that is just - gone. Gone with the storms.
No, unlikely. [ whether she also doubts that or just refuses it. or both. ] More that nothing comes to mind, along with whatever storm or storms that the HER-MES message might be referring to - but a lock will always have a key, whether you find the original or you must make one yourself.
But, let's not cause ourselves damage to the brain right away. We can thread the needle delicately - find our way around the source. I've been talking with a few of the others, and they've been able to give me a touch of information, though it's piecemeal. Baby steps before a battering ram.
[ it makes her laugh to hear him say that, which helps to soothe some of the headache that's throbbing - well, everywhere. ]
No, I don't often expend more energy than is necessary if I can help it. I do my job, but I'll work in bursts. When things are less pressing, more calm, I'm content to nap.
[ but, anyways. ]
There's things out there, from what I understand, but... it just needs to reach us. I'd rather it reach you all, first, though. Much as I thrive off information, and would be glad to have it, I would be more at ease to know that you all had seen it and knew of it, first. In the meantime, I'll be doing my own hunting.
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[ he's not surprised. adrastea's quick - temenos likes that about her. he reaches to pull up the HERMES on his iris, more deftly than before, and scrolls the messages for a little while. ]
There's quite a few I'd like to discuss, but I want to focus in specifically about one, for the moment. What can you tell me about a storm?
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reaches up, touching her fingertips to her forehead, brow pinching slightly. ]
... storms are fairly common phenomenon in space. They vary - cause, size, type, duration, threat level. What we went to clear up, by finding the heartseed, was a storm, on our route from Stirhira to Anoria.
Was there something posted to HERMES regarding one in particular..?
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There was, but much of it was hard to read - as if the message was lost. [ he doesn't spend much time on this statement, moving on quickly. ] Were there any major storms weathered by the Eudora before we arrived?
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[ she's silent for a long moment, applying more pressure like she's trying to work a mounting tension headache out. ]
Not one that I remember. But we're starting to learn that we're not remembering quite a few things from the three months we've been on board the Eudora, and just trying to think about it is splitting my skull.
[ but adrastea has never met a pain that she couldn't either master or enjoy, so. she mans through it. ]
Which means that there probably was, if I had to guess.
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I agree. It likely means there's far much more than that.
[ hrm. ]
What could possibly manipulate your memories, do you think?
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Here? Here, I don't know. The storms themselves, maybe, or something that is just - gone. Gone with the storms.
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[ hmmm.... ]
... I doubt that. [ yeah of course you do ] Why would there be such a mental block, if there was nothing to be found?
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Or break the lock itself.
If we must brute force it, so be it.
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[ hehe. ]
But, let's not cause ourselves damage to the brain right away. We can thread the needle delicately - find our way around the source. I've been talking with a few of the others, and they've been able to give me a touch of information, though it's piecemeal. Baby steps before a battering ram.
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No, I don't often expend more energy than is necessary if I can help it. I do my job, but I'll work in bursts. When things are less pressing, more calm, I'm content to nap.
[ but, anyways. ]
There's things out there, from what I understand, but... it just needs to reach us. I'd rather it reach you all, first, though. Much as I thrive off information, and would be glad to have it, I would be more at ease to know that you all had seen it and knew of it, first. In the meantime, I'll be doing my own hunting.