[ damn, she missed that ig. too distracted which-- yeah, that's like her ]
It was fun! I really enjoyed, talking about all my favorite people... [ bass, buzen, clarte, etc etc... really, she was about to name everyone at that rate. ] The idea of, anyone coming to visit Elpis, made me happy, too.
[ we interrupt this program for BUBBLE VORING SHENANIGANS.
when they're swallowed up, her hand goes to brace against the bubble and it reacts to her color with a gleam of yellow
and so.. a memory begins.
Your self is submerged, merely a distant voice in the back of your mind, but it's okay. There's no worry. You float weightlessly, not able to move, merely listening to the tail end of your report.
Once you return back to your body, disconnecting from your shared consciousness with your sisters, you feel the excitement. Joy. Express it in full as you smile up at your creator.
And you feel that same excitement back. Feel his relief as your own, a sensation of hope that comforts your senses as your dynamis abilities blankets you with these kind, gentle emotions.
[ honestly, this part of the story, and the music too... it really do make you emo.
she offers a small smile, wings fluttering a bit. this memory... it is a good one, so it puts her at ease. to be able to relive those emotions again. ] Yes, that was Hermes.
He sent my sisters. I'm.. supposed to stay by his side, it's.. through me, that I can connect to the shared conscious, and share the reports from my sisters.
he nods slowly, he's not sure what terminal means, but the rest...]
I get it, kind of. I was connected to a lot of people before I woke up here, but now... I can't even feel them.
[he glances at the bubble and then exudes some color of his own, letting a memory float to the surface
[the forest is dim, and you're standing in front of a tree. it's massive, you'd need at least six people holding hands to circle even half of its trunk. but most importantly, the orbs in its branches are softly pulsating, and big enough for a human to fit inside.
when you look closely, you see that there are humans. dreamers, sleeping. their eyes are closed and they all have faint smiles on their faces. you walk on, checking on each one. you see if they're in any danger, you lean in and tweak the dreams they're having.
on and on, you walk through the forest. everyone's having a wonderful dream tonight, all thanks to you. the twilight never breaks, the forest remains eerie, but your heart is relaxed and light -- thanks to this world that you've made.]
Meteion looks puzzled by it, but pretty curious. the feelings of their heart, his heart, relaxed and light.. don't cause any alarm in her, so she seems pretty calm despite the memory happening. ]
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They were pretty interesting...! They've always been, but I liked this week's events. What about you?
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It was fun! I really enjoyed, talking about all my favorite people... [ bass, buzen, clarte, etc etc... really, she was about to name everyone at that rate. ] The idea of, anyone coming to visit Elpis, made me happy, too.
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he tilts his head a little,]
Elpis? Is that what your home's called?
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[ she's admiring a painting, aka they're still at the museum. ] The researchers there are, dedicated to the creation.. and study of new lifeforms
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[he's not sure what he expected, but he's surprised to hear that's where Meteion is from.]
Are you a researcher too then?
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No, I was created there. I'm a creation, an.. Entelechy. Though.. you could say I was, Hermes' familiar. He's the one that made me.
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hermes...]
Entelechy... [is that final fantasy for cute winged girl] Hermes... like the god from the myths? So that makes him your father?
[buzen, somewhere: no that's me]
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Ah, n--
[ we interrupt this program for BUBBLE VORING SHENANIGANS.
when they're swallowed up, her hand goes to brace against the bubble and it reacts to her color with a gleam of yellow
and so.. a memory begins.
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it's a soft memory, in its sweetness. the emotions he can feel too from Meteion seem to reinforce that.]
...Was that him? Hermes?
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she offers a small smile, wings fluttering a bit. this memory... it is a good one, so it puts her at ease. to be able to relive those emotions again. ] Yes, that was Hermes.
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So he made you and then sent you on a journey?
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[ yeah.... ]
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...So you're connected to them through your empathy? Or is that a separate special ability?
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That's.. probably it? All I know is, I'm the one that serves as a...terminal.
[ she says it with a pause, as if it's a word she isn't used to saying? but a word she is aware of. ]
I was connected to them, before I got here but.. while here, I haven't heard from them.
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he nods slowly, he's not sure what terminal means, but the rest...]
I get it, kind of. I was connected to a lot of people before I woke up here, but now... I can't even feel them.
[he glances at the bubble and then exudes some color of his own, letting a memory float to the surface
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[ HELLO? WHAT IS THIS LORE.
Meteion looks puzzled by it, but pretty curious. the feelings of their heart, his heart, relaxed and light.. don't cause any alarm in her, so she seems pretty calm despite the memory happening. ]
..What was that? [ she tilts her head. ]
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Those were the people I was connected to -- my dreamers.
[it feels weird to see it from this point of view]
I used my power to give dreams to people... And I watched over them while they slept.
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Dreamers.. [ huh. her head tilts again, like a bird. ]
What about, when they're not sleeping?
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...Sometimes they don't want to though. A lot of people prefer dreams to reality.
[rip to them]