[ Welcome. Good thing the deck is big enough for Sidon.
Technology whirls... Darkness frames his vision when the platform shifts, warps, and takes on a void. It takes time and for a moment he feels lost. He isn't sure if he even has a body, but eventually he finds a glowing patch past the dark that edges to be dry vines and thorns. He can follow it and he'll regain his senses.
Here, there is a clearing in this garden that lacks flowers and color, but at least some decorated. There is a white metal lawn table with small intricate grooves and arches for decoration and two matching chairs, both occupied. In the distance is... A manor. ]
Look, Master. It seems we have a guest.
[ She is talking to this blurry figure, calling Sidon a guest like she doesn't recognize him. ]
this is weird but he was told already that it'd be dreamlike. he gives her a little wave, grateful to be able to meet again but. she probably won't know what's going on anyway. ]
Mister Sidon. [ The clarity. ] ... I had wondered about this, but I also accept the divide between life and death. What are you using to communicate with me, exactly? I've been meaning to ask the others.
[ he grins wide when she recognizes him. though of any of them, he'd expect that amalthea is the one who can see them for what they are. ]
It's a "holodeck!" I don't understand the mechanism of it very well, but it seems to allow us to at least reach you all through dreams...? It is part of the place we're in, the 'Helly Belly!'
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W2 SUNDAY
Technology whirls... Darkness frames his vision when the platform shifts, warps, and takes on a void. It takes time and for a moment he feels lost. He isn't sure if he even has a body, but eventually he finds a glowing patch past the dark that edges to be dry vines and thorns. He can follow it and he'll regain his senses.
Here, there is a clearing in this garden that lacks flowers and color, but at least some decorated. There is a white metal lawn table with small intricate grooves and arches for decoration and two matching chairs, both occupied. In the distance is... A manor. ]
[ She is talking to this blurry figure, calling Sidon a guest like she doesn't recognize him. ]
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this is weird but he was told already that it'd be dreamlike. he gives her a little wave, grateful to be able to meet again but. she probably won't know what's going on anyway. ]
Hello... Maid? Can you hear me all right?
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I can, sir... I would offer you a seat, but I don't think you will fit.
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That's okay! I'm used to standing!
[ files an accessibility complaint ]
I'm just grateful you can hear me... I didn't think we'd be able to speak again.
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Mister Sidon. [ The clarity. ] ... I had wondered about this, but I also accept the divide between life and death. What are you using to communicate with me, exactly? I've been meaning to ask the others.
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It's a "holodeck!" I don't understand the mechanism of it very well, but it seems to allow us to at least reach you all through dreams...? It is part of the place we're in, the 'Helly Belly!'
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[ they can chat cutely (except she will say an ominous thing every once in a while) because we got assassinated ]