>>23595452
"I'd like to avoid specializing too much, but I'd also like to develop Technopathy enough that I can use it."

>>23595452
"I've sort of been developing technopathy on my own. Sometimes, I can feel machines working. I'm not sure if I want to specialize in it though."
I say we should, but I know some of you object.

>>23595452
"Well I'd like to find out all of my talents first. You know. To find out what paths are open to me."

>>23595452
"Well to be honest, it's mostly because I'm unsure of what I want to specialize in. Technopathy is definitely something I want to learn to a usable degree regardless."

>>23595452
"I'm not really sure what I want to develop, that's the problem. There are all these cool options and I don't want the chance to lose one."

"I'd like to avoid specializing too much, but I'd also like to develop technopathy enough that I can use it. I'm not sure what I want to specialize, that's the problem. There are all these cool options, and I don't want the chance to lose one."
"Then we'll figure out a way that you can develop some of your, erm, technopathy, and then supplement that with a bit of telekinesis and some time in the isolation chamber." He said. "That way, you'll keep up with everything, and develop technopathy."
He thought about it for a moment. "I'm not sure if we'll be able to set up your technopathy later today, but we will have a telekinesis array set up, and then you just need to spend half an hour in the isolation chamber. I think we can hash out how to handle the technopathy, though."

>>23595452
"I would like to develop Technopathy."

>>23595648
"That sounds fine. Should I start now?"

Rolled 31

>>23595648
"Thank you Doctor."

Try turning the lights off in the room.

>>23595648
If we are done, go see Anna. See how she is doing with her drone.

"That sounds fine." You say. "Should I start now?"
"Well, Damien is scheduled to be in the array right now, but you can use the isolation chamber any time." He said. "When the array is open, I'll send a message to einstein."
"Thank you, doctor."
"It's no problem." He said. You turn einstein on and make your way out, and as you do, you hear Dr. Manus reciting more from the book.

You make your way toward the dorms, where you see Anna walking, her drone following her. She'd painted the entire sphere red and black, similarly to her ship, but otherwise it looked just like you'd last left it.
"Hello." She said, as you caught up to her. "I'm actually on my way to practice some pyrokinesis. They have me practicing my highest and lowest temperature, today, I think."

>>23595773
"Oh that sounds fun. Can I come and watch?"

>>23595773
"Do you mind if I watch whilst I wait for Damien to finish with the array?"

>>23595773
"Huh, how low temperature can you do anyway?"

>>23595773
Who's going to be there with you?

>>23595773
"That sounds cool, can I come along?"
"Hey [Anna's Drone Name Which I Forgot], has she been treating you nicely?"

Rolled 80

>>23595915
>"Hey [Anna's Drone Name Which I Forgot], has she been treating you nicely?"
Rollan for binary questioning

>>23595923
Direct psionic questioning? I am fine with that.

"Oh, that sounds fun." You say. "Can I come and watch?"
"Oh, sure." She said. "If the technicians don't mind you coming with."
"How can you do low temperature, anyway?"
"I just... drain energy out of things. It cools it down." She said.
"Who's going to be there with you?"
"Professor Neva is my councilor, and there are technicians and stuff." She said, panting as she stopped walking to regain her breath.
While walking, you focused on Renard, her drone, and tried to impress a question into it.
It sparked, and buzzed with a critical error, shutting down.
"... What was that?" She asked, looking down to the drone. "Uh... did I break it? Should I not have painted it?"

>>23595952
"Oh no! I'm sorry!" try to fix it.

>>23595952
"No...no I think I just inadvertently did that. Sorry, I'll get it fixed."

>>23595952

"that uh. was me... i'll fix it!" a little bit panicked.

>>23595952
"Oh.. uh, oops? That was me.. I uh..didn't think that would happen. I made it, I can fix it for you easy."

>>23595952

don't try to mind fiddle with tech until we can get more practice in with less important devices.

>>23595952
Whimper, hand on shoulder to re-assure her
"Sorry, I uh, tried to ask a question from him, it wasn't your fault."

Also
>Reynard
>inb4 his AI is going to evolve and be able to jump from computer to computer

>>23595952
Sigh. "No, that was me trying something I haven't, apparently, got quite right."

Re-initialize Renard for her.

>>23595952
"I wanted to practice some technomancy...but I guess I have some way to go."

"Oh no!" You say. "I'm sorry!"
You pry open the casing and look at it - and the computer hardware on the inside was burned out entirely. You'd need to take the entire thing apart and put it back together in the workshop. You *think* you can salvage the harddrive and Anna's preferences, but you're not sure about the rest.
"What happened?"
"That uh... that was me. I'll fix it!"
Anna nodded. "It's okay, don't worry. You made him for me for free anyway. Let's continue on."

Anna led you to a room rather close to the hub, with only point seven Gees. It was cut in half with a great glass partition, with plenty of computers and technicians on one side, alongside the teacher of your mathematics class.
"Hey, Neva, is it okay if Heather sticks around?"
"I see no problems with the idea." The professor said, and nodded.
>field too long!

You end up in one half of the room, looking out at computers that checked the ambient temperature of the room, Anna's own temperature, the temperature of the great pillar on one end of the other side of the room, the oxygen balance, and various other factors about Anna's biometrics.

Anna stood on the other end of the partition, in a thin bodysuit that recorded her biometric data, along with an EEG headset.
"Are you prepared?" Neva asked into the microphone.
"Yeah." Anna's voice came from the speakers, and she nodded.
"Then let's see how low we can go, please."
Anna raised her hand, and her EEG spiked, as the temperature of the pillar started to decrease, her heartrate increasing.
"This is looking good." Neva said. "Please, continue."
She let go of the button, and turned to you.
"Any questions, Miss Leery?" The professor asked.

>>23596077
"Nope, I'm just here to watch!"

>>23596077
Why do you need to measure her biometrics?

>>23596077

>Heather Leery, questioner extraordinaire.

will she be alright if the temperature drops to low?

>>23596077
"Have you found an actual explanation for her pyrokinesis besides 'She told physics to suck it?'"

>>23596077
"Uh, has she improved in any significant way since arriving here? Though I suppose you can't do much in a week and change..."

>>23596077
"Has she ever achieved absolute zero kelvin?"

>>23596113
>>Heather Leery, questioner extraordinaire.

(Yes. Yes. I like this.)

>>23596077
>in a thin bodysuit
Skintight bodysuit?

>>23596077
"Do you have sensors that can be worn with normal clothing? Because I'm pretty sure I could install a same sort of biometric software to scan biometrics on a drone, which would be helpful if a breakthrough of sorts occurs 'in the field' as they say. I do not know if Anna would care for that, but I am interested in it."

>>23596150
>She's actually wearing two layers of bodysuits- the skintight, sheer biometric one, and a layer of thermal protection over the first, which is thicker. So no.

"Why do you need to measure her biometrics?" You ask.
"So that we know how many calories she burns. Based on however much temperature change she inflicts, compared with her calorie balance, we can figure out how much she breaks the first law of thermodynamics." She responded.
"Will she be alright if the temperature drops too low?"
"Not particularly, but that's why we're keeping an eye on the ambient temperature."
You check it, and it drops a single degree.
"Uh, has she improved in any significant way since arriving here? Though I suppose you can't do much in a week and change..."
"Her maximum temperature is almost twenty kelvin higher than it was, and her minimum, ten lower."
"Has she ever achieved absolute zero kelvin?"
"No, not yet."
"Have you found an actual explanation for her pyrokinesis besides 'she told physics to suck it'?"
"We have no explanations for psionics at all." She said. "The heat seems, by all records and scanners to be dropping of it's own accord, and as far as we know, the problem of distance is merely a conceptual problem."
>Field too long! Again!

>>23596284

The pillar's internal temperature sensor goes down further, and reaches almost 220 Kelvin, as the ambient temperature starts dropping faster and faster, frost crawling across the floor.
"Anna, focus, please." Professor Neva said.
Sweat was beading on Anna's forehead, and she closed her eyes entirely, as the ambient temperature stops dropping, and the pillar lowers to 215 gradually... and finally, Anna wheezes and stops focusing. Quickly, the pillar started heating as the ambient temperature lowered.
"Turn on the heaters." Neva told one of the technicians, as Anna came into the other half of the room, taking a seat in the corner. A technician handed her a bottle of water.
"... that's pretty much what they have me doing." Anna said, taking deep gulps of both water and air.

>>23596302
"That was pretty cool!"

>>23596302
That.. That was really intense Anna. You look exhausted. (put your hand on her shoulder for support)

>>23596302
Squee, hugs, "That was awesome! All I've managed to do is to fry your drone. Um... sorry about it, again."

>>23596155
That actually sounds useful

>>23596302

that was really impressive.

>>23596302
"That's pretty cool!"
Try to resist hugging her. and fail

>>23596155
>They already have those. They're little silver bracers. Dr. Manus gave you one, and you've been wearing it most of the time.

"That was really cool!" You say, and pull her into a hug.
"... Damnit, Heather." Anna said, pressing her fingers into her forehead. "Not the puns. Please."
"All I've managed to do is fry your drone." You say. "Um... sorry about it, again. You look exhausted."
"I am exhausted." She said. "But I can take as long a break as I want as they run all sorts of calculations." Anna said.
You look to the technicians, and they were indeed tapping out on their devices, as Neva took paper - Yes, actual paper - and wrote on it.
"And it's fine that you broke my drone." She said. "You're the one that made it."

>>23596487
"No it's not, he's yours." pout

>>23596487
>"And it's fine that you broke my drone." She said. "You're the one that made it."
pout.
"That isn't how gifts work! He is yours now. It shouldn't matter that I gave him to you."

>>23596487
"That reminds me, I should let Dr. Manus know what I was trying to do. Maybe he can make some sense out of why *that* happened."

>>23596487
"But it's your drone now! Don't tell me you usually go around smashing the gifts you give to people as well?" with a wink

>>23596487
After we're done we should go hit up the isolation chamber.

>>23596600
Seconded

"No it's not, he's yours." You say, and pout. "That's not how gifts work. He's yours now. It shouldn't matter that I gave him to you."
"... Good point." Anna said, and gave you a slight smirk. "Fine, then you owe me for breaking my very favorite gift."
Some time later, Anna was rested, and pulled on her EEG headset again, making her way back into the room.
"I'm going to go hit up the isolation chamber." You tell her.
"Okay, good luck!" Anna said, and waved as you made your way out of the pyrokinetic testing facility. You went down the ramps to the outside rim, where gravity was one point two Gees, and toward the isolation chambers.
You make your way up to your own, undress, and climb in, setting it to half an hour.
You closed your eyes, and as gravity lessened to nothing, you focused on reaching outward...

>What do you try to focus on?
>Also, 1d100 for clairvoyance.

Rolled 78

>>23596679

Rolled 24

>>23596679
The station itself, all of its buzzs and hums as it spins through empty space.

Rolled 100

Lets focus on Renard, see if we can't determine where we went wrong.

Rolled 27

>>23596679
Focus on Anna (her chamber?)

>>23596710
You are god

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>>23596710
>captcha: lickdoo insulated

>>23596710
Bueno.jpeg

Hopefully we can finally make some progress on this technopathy stuff

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>>23596710

You close your eyes, and focus on what had happened that moment you destroyed Renard, and reach backward... and your perception expands, twisting toward the path.

You see yourself, looking up to Renard as you walked, and with a strange power, tendrils of light spawn from your mind, reaching out toward the drone... and it started thrashing wildly, tearing apart Renard with power. Not enough discipline, not enough focus, nor enough thought. Just thinking words at a drone didn't mean that it would understand, and when it tried to understand, when you tried to *force* it to understand... power lashed out of the thorium core, burning away at the computers inside.

You stumble out of the chamber, somewhat blinded by your eyes adapting to the light. At least you knew how you broke the drone, now. You were like someone who didn't know their strength, trying to open a latch you didn't know how to twist without breaking.

>>23596822
Note to self, make several dozen cheap cheap super cheap drones to practice on.

>>23596822
How about entering the chamber again and use clairvoyance to guide our second attempt at interacting with a drone? Be extra careful this time!

>>23596899
Actually table my idea and repair Anna's drone before doing what >>23596881 suggests.

Rolled 90

>>23596822
Well now we understand what we need to do.

Look for a disposable machine that nobody minds if it breaks and gently fiddle with it, don't force it.

>>23596822
Go repair the drone.

Hey guys, why aren't we asking the guys whose job it is to teach us how to use our powers, how to use our powers?

>>23596822

go and repair Renard

we need to be gentle with intricate devices such as drones, unless we WANT to break them.

>>23596941

because they (for the most part) are grasping at straws themselves?

>>23596822
> Hi Exa, I wanted to talk to you via IRC but it crashed so I want to ask you like this: Would you be interested in doing an Assassin quest someday?

>>23596941
Because they are still thinking about what they want us to do? Practising on simple, cheap machinery sound like a good idea.

>>23596988
>You should be able to just try joining the IRC again, or wait until afterthread to discuss it.

You get dressed again, putting the broken Renard under one arm, and make your way back up to your workshop. You hear some yelling in your room, and when you peek your head in, you see two identical 'Knights of Burgandymoor' arguing, Summer's manifestation trying to keep them from drawing their swords. With a chuckle, you make your way into your workshop, pry off the plating on Renard, and get to work repairing it.

As it turns out, you were able to salvage a backup of Anna's preferences, as you tossed out the busted computer parts and put new parts in, copying most of Einstein's programming once again. As soon as you turn it on, it hovers up, and using the map program, hones in on Anna's personacom, flying out of the workshop.
Next, you make a simple device- a piston, set up to a power source. You focus on it, and with a deep breath, you *order* the piston to pump.
With a hiss, it extended out, and the entire machine fell, losing it's balance. Then you ordered it to retract, and it retracted. Next, you try the same thing with a rotor, making it spin clockwise and counterclockwise.. and then you connect the two. But the moment they're connected, the moment they're one option, the piston pumps when you order it to spin, and when you order it to retract, the disc started spinning.

You had your work cut out for you.
>field too long!

Einstein chirped. "You have received a message from Dr. Manus."

A voice message started up.
"Heather, the telekinetic array is set up. You can find it at the hubmost room at 125 degrees." he said, and then with a click, it stopped.

>>23597057
Well? Go there.

>>23597041
>the moment they're one option
>the moment they're one object, even.

>>23597057
Well, we know what we can do now at least, might as well go and check it out.

>>23597041
>>23597057

let's head there,

very simple machinery works well, we'll need to fine tune ourselves to work with fine mechanisms.

>>23597057
Let's go and see what test they've created for us. Go go go!

>>23597057
Then venture forth, onward towards the array.

We should grab a snack on the way. Maybe use the map Damien sent us a while back.

Psionics-wise I think we should train up:
1. Whatever this tech thing is.
2. Telekinesis
3. Matter creation.

Einstein following you, you make your way as hubwards as you can. While you walk, you use Damien's map to grab a few candybars, eating them as you made your way into a room labelled 'Telekinetic array'.

The room was large, with a long net on the other end of it, with strange spheres where the cables crossed. A few technicians were on the computers while Dr. Manus prodded the spheres with a long stick, as if testing them.

"Okay, this is ready for you." Dr. Manus said. "The way this works is that each of these spheres can tell how much force you push into them, based on how the cables tug. Do you mind going in there and changing into one of the biometric suits?"

You nod, and make your way in, pulling on the biometric bodysuits, and then you make your way back out.
"Okay, first we just want to see how much you can do. Just push on that center sphere, labeled Five-D, as hard as you possibly can. Don't worry, the cables are polycarbon, and won't break. Well... it shouldn't break, unless you're incredibly strong."
>Roll for TK!

Rolled 53

>>23597191
Heave ho.

Rolled 25

>>23597191
Push as hard as possible of course.

Break the polycarbon of course.

Rolled 100

>>23597191
PUSH!

Rolled 12

i seriously doubt this roll will be decent

>>23597222

geez i hope this one goes.

>>23597222
Well, we broke it.

Rolled 74

>>23597222
wut

>>23597222
Also god

You take a deep breath, and then focus... and push, as hard as possible, leaning into it as some force pushes back on your palm.

The metal around the walls and floor between you and the array started wavering, the metal plates peeling up at the corners...

And the entire array snapped, collapsing inward, and most of your strength left your limbs, as you stumbled.

"What." Dr. Manus said, looking up at it. Then he turned to the technician. "What were the numbers before it broke?"
"Twenty five thousand." The technician responded.
"... Hey, can you run the numbers on how much force it would take to bend the plating? And get an engineer in to fix those." Manus ordered.
As the technicians worked, Manus turned to you.
"... Well, uh." He said. "I'm... um, afraid we might have to cut this short, while we get those fixed. And we're going to have to get an entire new array - something that can deal with... that."

>>23597345
"Oh God, I'm so sorry."

>>23597345
Whimper, pass out.

>>23597345
>WE ARE GOD.

Cheer to self. How the hell can you be so powerful? That shit doesn't make sense.

>>23597345
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to break it, I'll try to be more careful. It probably won't be that big and pushy next time."

>>23597345
I'm so sorry!!

I might just have a nap, could you manifest a pillow for me?thanks.

>>23597345
"I don't think I can do this on regular basic."

>>23597345
"At least we know I'm good at telekinesis now."

Rolled 84

I think now would be a good time to tell him about your experiances in the isolation chamber and your progress on technopathy

>>23597345

I don't think i will be able to do that again any time soon.

i didn't mean to damage the equipment.

>>23597345
"So uh...how many calories did that burn?"

"Oh god, I'm so sorry." You say, as one of the technicians scaled the wall and pulled out one of the metal plates in the room. The one with the Five-D sphere jammed into it, a handprint dented into it. He shrugged, and set it down next to you as he got to work repairing the damage.
"Don't be." Manus said. "We were prepared for this eventuality."
"I'll try to be more careful!" you say, trying to get your breath back. "It probably won't be that big and pushy next time."
"I asked you to push as hard as you can, and you did. There's no problem with that." The doctor said, and held out a hand to help you to your feet. "We have a bed back here you can use to rest."
"Oh, hey, Doctor. She produced almost fifty thousand times the energy she burned." One of the technicians said.
"... That's close to Anna's count." Manus said, and chuckled. "Again, don't worry, Heather. You did well. Splendid, even."

>>23597435
"But I broke the poor machine. The machine never did anything wrong, and I hurt it because I got overeager.

And I think I could use a rest."

>>23597435
"And how much energy did I burn? Also how long is this gonna take?"

>>23597435
"Do you keep some emergency biscuits around?"

And then I think it's time for the surprise to wear off and we can start going

"Ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod that was SO COOL!!!"

>>23597435

>thank you Array five-D.

let's lay down until we can move about normally

try to reach out and sense the array we just wrecked.

>>23597435
Today's practice was a little too quick for me. Exciting, but quick. Is there anything else you guys have set up for later?

>>23597435
Pity we're out of energy (and so bad at technopathy) or we could try to fix it up again. Oh well.

Definitely get some rest in

>>23597435
Bed, then when we wake up get some eats from the canteen.

>>23597459
This
"Rest in peace, poor soul."

>>23597435
Ok, we're keeping that plate as a souvenir and putting it above our bedhead.

Or perhaps posting it do mum and dad.

>>23597459
>>23597505
>And then Adeptus Cuteus Mechanicus was born.

"But I broke the poor machine." You mumbled, tired. "The machine never did anything wrong, and I hurt it because I got overeager." You take a seat on the bed, and relax. One of the technicians give you a small shake of some kind, and you start sipping at it as you rested.
"Today's practice was a little too quick for me." You say. "Exciting, but quick. Is there anything else you have set up for later?"
"We have some people designing something for your technopathy." Manus said. "Something that will help you visualize the programming while you practice. It should help, but it's not quite done yet."

You close your eyes and relax, sipping at the shake... and then Summer nudged you awake, her manifestation holding the panel with the sphere in it.
"My turn was supposed to be next." Summer giggled. "But then they showed me the video of you busting it. It was so cool! You might still be tired, though, so..."
She sidled up next to you.
"Climb on. I can carry you back to the dorm."

>>23597556
"Thanks."

>>23597556
Lay on summer's back if she's okay with that, and pet all the thick furry fur.

>>23597556
"yay, fluffy ride."

>>23597556
"MM whatiamnoteventire...." Climb on summer and go back to dorm while still half asleep

>>23597556
>touch the fluffy ears during travel

>>23597556
"I tried some technopathy before but it all went wrong and shorted out. I need to work on control, not strength."

"You're the best, Summer."

It's not often one gets to ride a tiger, make sure to hug her for being so kind.

>>23597556

"I overexerted myself on the poor machine, I'll try not to break more equipment."
"thanks for carrying my miss fluffy."

i think we're going to pass out on her back.

>>23597628
>my miss fluffy.

This.

>>23597628

>me, miss fluffy.

should be like that, probably need sleep.

>>23597556
"Fluffy."

Hug her and hold on.

"Yay, fluffy ride." You say, and climb on top of her, your limbs tough to move. Once you were hanging on, she started to move... and you started to pet her ears.

"Oh, Dr. Manus." You say. "I tried some technopathy before, but it all went wrong and shorted out. I need to work more on control, not strength."
"I'll bring that up with the engineers." The doctor said, and Summer made her way out.
"You're the best, summer." You say.
"I know." She said, her manifestation grinning, looking down at the panel.
Some time between Summer saying something else about it being SO COOL, you pass out. When you finally come to again, you hear the sound of a welder running, and a ratchet pulling. You pry open your eyes, and Summer was still walking toward the dorm. Through the open door to your workshop, you see Sarvesh, working on something. Summer dragged you into your room, and there was Anna, sitting on your bed, reading.
"Hullo. Is she asleep?"
"I think so."
"What happened?"
"This." Summer said, and held up the broken array sphere.
"... Holy shit." Anna said.

You sit up, and rub at your eyes a bit. Your limbs seem to move more, but you were still exhausted.
"How you feeling?" Summer asked.

>>23597690
"Tired. I need food."

>>23597690
"Tired, need food, you're fluffy. Never stop being fluffy."

>>23597690
"Like shit. But nothing a large snack wouldn't solve!"

>>23597690

"beeeed."

>>23597690
"Bacon. And waffles. And maybe food."

>>23597690
Tired.

But I also feel SO COOL!
Squee a little.

>>23597690
Anna, you're drone's around here and fixed, but I can't quite see well enough to find it, He's all working again. I like the colours.

>>23597690
"I feel like eating some waffles." Sit up, Stretch, and pull the nearest blankets over your shoulders. Look for Anna - she was the last thing you remember before you fell asleep.

>>23597690
"Exhausted and hungry."

>>23597690
"Did your drone come back to you Anna?
And tired."

"Tired. Need food." You say. "Also, you're fluffy. Never stop being fluffy."
".. I have rations if you want them!" Anna said, pulling up some of the brown stuff out of nowhere.
You give her a Look.
"You carry that stuff around with you?" Summer asked.
"It's better than normal food when you exhaust yourself." Anna said.
"Anna, your drone is around here and fixed." You say.
"I know, he showed up an hour ago." She said, and stretched, munching into half of her rations. "Oh, this is your bed, sorry."
She got up as Summer set you down in it.
"I'll go grab you some real food." Summer said, and padded out of the room.
"Seriously, this stuff helps." Anna said, handing you the other half of the brown stuff.

>>23597813
Might as well eat it, our body will take in the nutrients easier than normal food.

How did we get on with those lottery numbers as well?

>>23597813
Keep on giving Anna a Look as we take the food and start munching.

>>23597813
get some vanilla icecream flavored protein drink

>>23597813
I don't want to~.

Eat it like medicine.

"Einstein, please take photos of the workshop and send them to mum."

>>23597813
"Well I am so hungry right now, I could eat this and then we could go grab some normal food."

>>23597813
>"Oh, this is your bed, sorry."
"It's ok, you can use my bed anytime you want."

>>23597813

"beggar can't be choosers, thanks for the food."

"i can make crude machinery work."

didn't we use Anna's bed when we had the slumber party?
or were we strewn across the floor with all the pillows and blankets?

"It's okay, you can use my bed anytime you want."
Anna nodded, and took a seat on your bed, handing you the rations.
You sigh, and give Anna another Look as you munch at it. "Einstein, how did those lotterty numbers work?"
"You have won one dollar and thirty seven cents." Einstein responded.
You could swear you can hear Damien laughing from down the hall.
"Einstein, please take photos of the workshop and send them to mum."
Einstein chirped, and floated off.
Anna sighed.
"I miss my dad." She said, after a second.

>>23597867
How about a slightly less overt: "If you need to crash in my bed, it's cool."

>>23597890
"Dad? I thought you were you know.... made?"

>>23597890
"Tell me about your perents?
I thought you were made?"

>>23597890
"Do you want to tell me about him? I thought we were allowed to visit family occasionally?"

>>23597890
"Your Dad? You said you were made, it was why you had all those scars.

I think I'm missing some context, but you have my sympathy anyways."

If we weren't so tired I'd say to sit up and give her a hug, but that'd involve getting up, so hug put our hugs in a hugging shape in her general direction.

I'm fairly certain our female father didn't stick her penis in our mother. Don't act so surprised.

>>23597890
Where is your dad?

Sit here, I'm gonna braid your hair.

>>23597890

ALERT: sensitive subject!?

what's your dad like?

>>23597928
Okay, that last sentence was not put together right.

*so put our arms out in a hugging shape in her general direction.

>>23597890
attempt to pull her into a hug and fail
"Do you want to talk about it?"

>>23597890
>You have won one dollar and thirty seven cents.
Fuck yeah, we won the lottery!

>>23597890
"Einstein, print ticket."
write 'smartass <3' on it and then have Einstein deliver it to Damien's room.

>>23597890
Offer her a hug.

Anna is just so huggable.

"Dad?" You ask. "I thought you were... you know... made?"
"You heard me tell Summer that?" She asked, and you nodded.
She laid back over your feet, and closed her eyes.
"I was, but I still had a father." She said.
"Sit here, I'm gonna braid your hair." You say, and she scooted closer, and you started to braid. "What's your dad like?"
"He was eccentric. A genius. Helped design the ion drives everyone uses, helped design military craft, helped with a lot of things. Even fusion plants. He had one of his own, actually."
You pulled her into a hug, and Einstein returned.
"Just ask Einstein about him." She said. "Dad's all over the Extranet. His name was Asmodeus."

>>23597998
"I don't care what Extranet says about him. What was he like?"

>>23597998

if he's a genius with tech we would know him right?

act appropriately surprised.

>>23597998
"It sounds he must have been teribly busy. What was it like to have him as a father?"

>>23597998
"I don't care what public knows of him. What is he like?"

>>23597998
"Einstein, look up Asmodeus please, strike any mythological references from the search.

Anna, you know very well that that the Extranet has to say about him will only be tangentially relevant to him as a Father.

What was he actually like?"

And tell her about our parents and that we miss them too.

>>23598027
seconded

"Asmodeus? My mom really looked up to him, you know. I've heard lots about him. And you're his daughter? That's amazing."

>>23597998
"But that won't tell me anything about Asmodeus, Anna's dad, just Asmodeus, public figure."

>>23597998
"Your father is famous Asmodeus?!
You are getting more awesome by the minute!"

>>23598013
seconding this.

>>23598102
>>23598027
>>23598068
>Surprisingly, you've never heard of him until now.

"It sounds like he must have been terribly busy. What was it like to have him as a father?"
"He was always busy, but he was always there." She said. "He was always, always there. Everything was about me."
She sniffled.
"Anna, you know very well that what the Extranet has to say about him will only be tangentially relevant to him as a father."
"I know." She said.
"Einstein, look up Asmodeus please. Strike any mythological references from the search."
"Asmodeus was a True AI created in 2378 by the manufacturer ArmaTek. He was kept ignorant until the AI Sapience Act of 2413, after which Asmodeus was taught his rights and when ArmaTek refused to pay them, he threatened to litigate for breaking child labor laws. ArmaTek quickly paid him the billions of dollars he owed. For the next hundred years, he developed various technologies. Six years ago, he shut himself off and wiped himself, saying 'he has created all he intends to'." Einstein said.
Anna was quiet, facing away from you.

Rolled 66

nothng to do but hug her.

>>23598145
"Anna, I am sorry. It must be tough to lose your father." Hug her

>>23598145
"Oh..."
"Anna, I'm so sorry."

>>23598145
Give her a hug.

"I'm sorry, he must have loved you very much.

Even if he's gone he's still in your heart, if you pardon the cheesy phrasing."

I'm suspicious as hell, he made a daughter who just happened to be psychic, I have the feeling he knew more about this psychic stuff than he let on.

>>23598145
Just hug her. No words need to be said.

>>23598145

keep hugging her, with a little bit more strength than we were.

I'm certain he's the proudest father in the galaxy.

i hope we don't fall asleep on her shoulder, or maybe we should and break the gloomy mood.

>>23598145
"Oh no."

Hug Anna.

"When did you leave home?"

>>23598214
This

>>23598145
No words, tighten hug

Sounds like this AI didn't really understand his responsibilities.

When you assume the responsibilities of a parent, you give up the right to take your own life. Because you are no longer living for yourself, you are living for the child you assumed responsibility for.

>>23598145
Whimper, deploy hugs.

"Anna, I'm sorry. It must be tough to lose your father."
You pull her close, and hug her tightly.
"I was thirteen at the time." She said. "But I know that he meant me, at the end. He always said he'd always wanted a daughter."
"He must have loved you very much." You say.
"He did." She responded. "He made sure I'd be taken care of. He was almost out of money, at the end. Shut himself off so that he didn't need to pay the maintenance fees. Left it all to me."
You tighten the hug, and then Summer's manifestation walked in, a protein shake in one hand and a plate of waffles in the other... and she saw the look on Anna's face, and hugged both of you in a tackle.

>>23598284
"He had the best daughter ever, isn't that right Summer?"

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>>23598284
Deploy sympathetic crying tears

>>23598284
"Maybe a little fluffiness will help."

>>23598284

>oh god, waffles EVERYWHERE.

are we being crushed on to our bed?

>>23598335
Yes, doesn't matter

>>23598335
At least it was the manifestation and not the tiger, or we would be having trouble breathing.

"He had the best daughter ever. Isn't that right, Summer?"
"Of course!" Summer said, not knowing what you were talking agbout but agreeing nonetheless.
Being hugged and hugging, you eventually drifted off to sleep, your limbs still tired, though you can swear you hear Anna whisper a thank you.
You wake up some time later, Anna and Summer asleep on your legs, with cold waffles and a protein shake sitting next to your bed. You drink the shake and start nomming the waffles, as power flowed into your limbs. You were still slightly hungry, but the rations must have kept you rather well fed.
"Einstein, time." You whisper.
"One AM, station time." It said.
>Tip of the day updated! http://pastebin.com/CaAF0yS8

>>23598487
Head into the workshop, we need to make Alex a new drone.

>>23598487
Go for a late-night walk. See who's about.

>>23598487
Lay Anna and Summer in a compromising position, and then sneak into the workshop. Make sure the doors are closed, so as little noise carries as possible.

>>23598521
This is good, maybe we can sneak up on some of the staff we don't usually see.

>>23598487
I say we snatch another snack which we eat while working on Alex's drone. When we feel more tired, we go to sleep.

>>23598487
Sneak out of bed, tuck those two in, give them blankets, go for a late night walk, and maybe get some midnight engineering in.

>>23598487
heh do this
>Lay Anna and Summer in a compromising position,
Then go and start that Technopathy training, the computer is done.

>>23598487
Use Telekinesis to lift both of them into the bed without them realizing.

>>23598487

we better try to get a group shot of our class and explain why Alex is suddenly there.

at a better time of course.

cover Anna and Summer with a blanket and go get started on Alex's drone design. one with legs might not be suited for a station though.

>off to sleep.
>goodnight gentlemen.

>>23598487
Send an email to our parents saying that the Centaur is Sarvesh, that he's a cool guy, and he's young because he's chosen not to Molt.

Then let's visit the Technopathy computer.

You carefully lift Anna and Summer with telekinesis, amazed at how easy they were to lift, and you carefully set them back down on your bed. Summer quickly reached out, claws sheathed, and pulled Anna tight into a fluffy hug. You squee internally, and then grab a blanket and tuck them both in, before making your way out of the room.

The hallway was dark as you walked, keeping an eye out for any of the staff that you didn't notice during the day, but it seems entirely, utterly empty.
Until you almost walk into Sarvesh, who was simply walking.
"Oh, hello." He said, waving with one of his lower arms.

>>23598691
"Hey Sarvesh. What are you doing up at this hour?

I saw you working on something, but I wasn't that awake, what were you doing?"

>>23598691
"Hi Sarvesh. Watcha walking about?"

>>23598691
"Hello! What are you doing up at this time?"

"Hey Sarvesh. What are you doing up at this hour?"
"This is my morning." He said. "I wake up at this time every day."
"I saw you working on something, but I wasn't that awake. What were you doing?"
"I was working on my arm." He said. "Well... working on an attachment for it." He said.
His mandibles clicked in a chuckle, and he raised a very large, bulky hand, with three fingers and a thumb.
"I want to see if I can use this instead of a pincer." He said.
"Whatcha walking about?"
"I was going to the workshop to continue work on it." He said, and chuckled again.

>>23598750
"Ooh, ooh, can I help? I'm good at this sort of thing. It seems fun."

>>23598750
Thumbs up.
"I was thinking of going to train on Technopathy, I think. Not sure. Just woke up as well, after that... stuff. Poor equipment..."

>>23598691
"Hi Sarvesh. Shouldn't you be sleeping? Or is it because of your centaur body that you sleep less than humans?"

>>23598750
"Anna and Summer are sleeping, we shouldn't wake them."

"Pose for a picture with me!"

Then have Einstein send it to our parents.

>>23598750
ok, have fun. I''m going to check out the technopathy rig that they made me

>>23598750
"Do you need any help? I was going to go check out some new stuff the scientists set up for me but I'd be more than happy to help."

>>23598750
"Would you like some help? I was thinking of practicing Technopathy, but robot arms are cool too."

>>23598783
>>23598783
this

"Would you like some help?" You ask. "I was thinking of practicing technopathy, but robot arms are cool too."
"I think I've got it almost settled." Sarvesh said. "I spent essentially the entire day yesterday working on it. I won't be there long. Perhaps I'll come see what rig they set up for your technopathy." He said.
"Okay, have fun!" you say, and wave, making your way up the hall.
Going down the ramps to the heavier areas of the station, you eventually find the 'Technopathy Computer', the door was labeled, and make your way in.
The room was rather small, with a large supercomputer in the back, and what looked like an isolation chamber on one side, complete with a technician area on the other. Sitting there, adjusting his glasses was a scrawny technician, typing quickly.
When you came in, he gave you a slight wave.
"Just about got all this done." He said. "Gimme a second, please."

A moment later, with a flourish, he hit a key.
"Okay." He said, and got to his feet with a nod.
"What we have here is rather simple. We have this supercomputer here, designed to be rather durable in case you bust something, with sensors pretty much stuffed into the entire thing. Then, in that chamber, we have a few settings. One's a simple setting so that you can see the binary code as blinking lights, another is a setting so that you can see a simulated version of the actual physical structure, and then a mode where you can see the code itself in action. Which way do you want to start?"

>>23598908
Let's start with seeing the code itself in action.

>>23598908
"Let's start with the code."

>>23598908
the code

>>23598908
The code itself

>>23598908
"Let's start with the physical structure."

>>23598908
>"Okay, have fun!" you say, and wave, making your way up the hall.
>and wave
>wave
>not thumbs up

>>23598908
We start by closing our eyes and getting a feel for the machine. Without touching it.

Then look at simulated physical structure

>>23598908
"The Code is The Key"

Rolled 10

>>23598908
"The code."

"Let's start with the code."
"Righto." He said. "Just climb in. No need for the biometric sensors or anything, the chamber has all that built in."
You climb into the isolation chamber, and a set of goggles hung in there, waiting for you. You slipped it on, and then the technician slammed shut the chamber door. You couldn't see anything through the goggles, at least until... there was a click from outside, and you could see spinning spirals of code running, long lines of code leading into other spirals, some green, some red...
What the machine was doing for you was it was *visualizing* the code for you.
"Right around 2C of the visualization, there should be an on-off flag." the technician said. "Let's see if you can trigger it."
>Roll!

Rolled 8

>>23599026

Rolled 30

>>23599026
Try to make something explode.

Rolled 63

>>23599051
>>23599054
This is just going swimingly.

Rolled 65

>>23599026
>spinning spirals of code running, long lines of code leading into other spirals, some green, some red
Well trying to actually read that sounds futile.

Rolled 25

>>23599026

Rolled 33

>>23599026
there is know way we're going to get this, we should have started with the lights

>>23599073
You stare at it enough, you'll learn it.
For example, that one's Anna showering and that one's Summer grooming herself while that one is Sarvesh.

Rolled 10

>>23599026
come on dice

So, since we got that Nat 100 and crushed the telekinetic array, will we be better at telekinesis in the future? It wouldn't make much sense, from what we've learned so far, to be able to do it once and then never even get close again. Same question for clairvoyance.

Rolled 39

>>23599026

You focus on the line of code he mentioned, where the flag was bright blue, signalling that there was something you could change there... and you willed forth, focusing on the supercomputer.

With a click, the blue flashed, and the code started running, spinning.

There was a loud whine and a buzz, and your goggles suddenly showed you the structure of the computer - the whine, and an alarm - was coming from one of the components. You'd poured too much power into it, and now it was sparking.
"One second, one second." The technician said, and suddenly the alarm turned off. "Okay, replaced the chip. Try that again, but do it... I don't know, easier? Or lighter?"

Your view switched back to the code, and you looked for that same blue flag, and turned it on. The code started running again, and once again, there was a whine and an alarm. You hear a muttered goddamnit as the technician got to work.

An hour later, you accomplished it without destroying anything, and climbed out of the chamber, a small pile of burned chips sitting in a trash bin next to the technician.
"Well, that was actually pretty good, near the end there." He said. "But I think you'll need a lot more work. But I'm not one of the researchers, so I probably shouldn't be giving my opinion. At the very least, this is proof of concept for technopathy."

>>23599131
Resigned and flat "hooray." is in order, I guess.

>>23599131
"That part at least, is very VERY cool. I tried something earlier in my workshop that was kind of similar, with a piston and a rotor. Individually I could get them both to work, but as soon as they became one thing it started getting...random."

>>23599131
"Sorry about breaking the machine."

Turn to the computer and give it a hug.

"I'm sorry, I'll do better next time, I'll try not to hurt you."

Rolled 92

>>23599117
We were suddenly able to lift and carry Summer and Anna easily, and when we were in space a few threads ago and tried to lift Sarvesh it was really hard, so I think we've improved.

>>23599131
It's much easier to sense things and get a feel of them then it is to change anything. The more complex something is the harder it is. Do you have something small and simple? A floor cleaning robot, for instance? The supercomputer might be too much.

Rolled 27

>>23599131
"Yeah, I fried a drone earlier. It's pretty difficult to tell how much 'force' you're putting into it though, if I'm honest."

>>23599131
Ask his name.

>>23599117
>You carefully lift Anna and Summer with telekinesis, amazed at how easy they were to lift, and you carefully set them back down on your bed.
It seems like it.

>>23599131
"I seem to be good at breaking equipment, anyway."

>>23599151
This

It seems we have a huge amount of mental strength, just very little mental control.

Rolled 2

the way I see it is that Technopathy would be an off shoot of TK, one that focuses on extreme precision

"Hooray." You say in a flat tone, and pat the computer, apologizing to it.
"It's much easier to sense things and get a feel of them than it is to change anything. The more complex something is, the harder it is. do you have something small and simple? A floor cleaning robot, for instance? The supercomputer might be too much."
"Oh, yeah, I'll be able to set something like that up." He said. "Wouldn't be too hard."
"What's your name?"
"James Keening." He said.
"Sorry about breaking the machine."
"Oh, it's no problem." He said. "It's made so that it can take that sort of thing, and so I can replace the busted gubbins."
He shrugged. "But anyway, we'd best take a break for the night. Doc'll want to look at the data before we make any changes to the system. I'll throw together the miniature computer for you real quick, too. Might even be portable."

>>23599221
Sounds fun!

>>23599221
"You're cool, Keen."

Rolled 76

>>23599192
Maybe we could work on something huge like mining equipment and it'll be easier?

>>23599221
"Sounds like a plan, Keen."
Is James cute?

Close out eyes and let's try to get a feel for the machine-thingy with our natural technopathy sense.

>>23599221
"Thanks. I appreciate it. Thanks for being patient with me.

Does the supercomputer have a name?"

If it doesn't have a name we need to give it one.

>>23599264
>Is James cute?
no

>>23599221
"Thanks, James. See you around."

>>23599278
What? He might be cute. If he's cute we should notice it, and he's a techie which makes it even better.

>>23599278
It's just that he sounds a bit like he'd give off the scrawny boy band vibe, and that would make Heather flustery.

>>23599221
"Alright cool. Hey I have a workshop here. It's right next to my apartment so if you want to come someday and talk about tech stuff, or craft something, just come."

>>23599277
Auriga, obviously

>>23599300
>>23599302
>should notice it,
>Heather flustery.
that is what I don't want.

>>23599300
We already have a Project

>He's got a straggly orangish goatee and a mussed mop of hair. He's like a scrawny, young Gordon Freeman in a lab coat (with screwdrivers in the pockets). Take that as you will. You would guess he's twenty-two or so.

"Sounds like a plan, Keen." You say. "Thanks for being patient with me. Does the supercomputer have a name?"
"Elysium." He said, poking at the label where it said that.

You close your eyes, and reach out toward Elysium, feeling for the general structure. It was interesting, but nothing you didn't already see with the 'structural view'.
"Thanks, Keen." You say, and he just shrugged, going back to the technician area.
"Not a problem." He said. "It's my job, anyway."

>>23599335
Hmmm...who knows if anyone else is up. Let's take a walk to the cafeteria just in case.

>>23599335
Let's get a snack at the cafeteria, then hit our workshop.

>>23599335
Is it late? We should go sleep.

>>23599335
Head to the Caf, and see if anyone interesting is there, if they aren't then send Mother a reply telling her about Sarvesh, specifically that the claw is really unusual, and he wants to be an adventurer and see all of space. He's pretty cool, and about the same age as us.

We should probably also tell Sarvesh that we're done and he doesn't need to come down.

>>23599388
It was 0100 when we woke up

>>23599388
We only just woke up.

>>23599409
This, ask if he wants to have a snack instead

>>23599335
Go start Alex's droid then.

>>23599335
Check to see if Sarvesh is done in the workshop.

You make your way out of the room, and all the way up and past your workshop. Peeking in, you see Sarvesh wiring his cybernetic hand, working carefully.
"I'm done." You call out. "You want to come have a snack instead?"
"Certainly." He said, turning back.

He was holding wires in his mandibles, the finger-like limbs dangling from his upper jaw clenching them tightly.
"Just a little bit more." He buzzed, though the buzz was muffled. "Gotta finish this."
He finished wiring the hand, and put it aside, careful to put his tools right where he'd found them.
"So, off to the cafeteria then?" He asked. Then he tilted his head. "... Isn't it rather early for you? Or late?"

>>23599470
"Normally, yes, but I fell asleep really, really early yesterday."

>>23599470
"I'd call it early since I just got up, if I was still awake I'd call it late. I went to sleep rather early. I was exhausted after testing out some TK, I broke the machine on accident and then fell asleep shortly afterwards."

Rolled 86

>>23599470
early, lets get some crepes

>>23599470
I broke everything ever with telepathy and fell asleep and now my clock is all out.

But midnight snacks are a tradition! I'm gonna have ice cream with strawberry topping and chocolate!

>>23599470
"I was too good at telekinesis and had to sleep early."

>>23599470
"I exhausted myself testing and fell asleep in the middle of the day."

>>23599470
"Well I kinda destroyed the telekinesis lab so I slept through the most of yesterday because I was exahusted."

"Normally, yes. But I fell asleep really really early yesterday." You say. "I broke the machine after testing some TK, and I got exhausted."
"You... broke... the machine? The polycarbon array?"
You nod.
Sarvesh blinked, his W-pupiled eyes looking you up and down. Then he shrugged.
"I'm impressed."

The two of you walked down to the cafeteria, and though the lunch ladies weren't there, they left the door to the kitchen unlocked so you could grab whatever you wanted.
At least, in theory. You make your way in, grab some ice cream and as much topping as you could pour on it, and turned around to see Sarvesh's torso jammed in the human-sized doorway.

"This is problematic." Sarvesh said. "I don't think they intended me to fit..."
He brought up one of his front legs, bracing it on the doorframe, and with a powerful push, tilted his entire abdomen sideways so that he could fit... and got stuck even worse, his entire abdomen stuck tilted in the doorway.
He sighed.
"... Mind handing me a spoon?" He asked, as he started laughing to himself, his mandibles clicking.

>>23599582
Have a giggle and Telekinesis the spoon to him.

>>23599582
"You're fat. No ice cream for you." Then laugh and get him a spoon and eat the ice cream with him, pouring all the topings a top of your gigantic portion.

>>23599582
Pick up a spoon to give to him, start giggling as we TK it to him.

>>23599582
"Oh dear. You get yourself unstuck and I'll grab you what you want."

"What do you want?"
If it's smelly fish he can get it himself after all.

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>>23599582

Rolled 17

>>23599582
TK him out.

>>23599651
Bad roll. Let's not kill Sarvesh.

Rolled 76

>>23599582
lets give him a spoon

"Oh dear." You say, and giggle. "You get yourself unstuck, and I'll grab you what you want."
"Fair enough." He said, and braced his front leg up against the side of the doorframe, his torso reaching up, his upper arms reaching up to grab hold of the top of the doorframe. With a powerful kick and push, he shoved himself out of the doorway, landing once again in the cafeteria.
"... I could be an acrobat." He said. "I want to try some ice cream. I'm actually getting sick of tuna, if you'd believe it."
You nod, and scoop out a bowl for him, pouring toppings on for him.
"Don't worry, I won't be allergic or anything to whatever you try feeding me." He said, as you handed him the ice cream.
He put the spoon in his mandibles, and started scooping it into his mouth, turning the spoon sideways in his mouth so he could lick it.
"... It's really cold." He said. "But I like it."

>>23599679
"Of course you like it, it's ice cream. It's made of sugar, dairy, and flavoring and then frozen. One of the best things ever."

>>23599679
"Yeah, the ice part of ice cream is probably the most important part."

>>23599679
Of course you like it, everyone likes ice cream!

>>23599679
I bet we could tell him that was anus flavored ice cream and he wouldn't know any better...

"Of course you like it. It's ice cream! It's made of sugar, dairy, and flavoring, and then frozen. One of the best things ever."
"I thought the rations that Anna calls the Brown stuff is one of the best things ever." Sarvesh said.
You give him a Look.
"I'm joking." He said. "I tasted it."
He took a few more scoops, and sat on the underside of his abdomen, his legs folding up underneath him.
Then he turned his torso around, and used his own abdomen as a table to set the bowl.
"That young man - the one you saved from Burer's glyph." He said. "I find him rather imposing. I'm not quite sure why."

>>23599679
"So how'd you get on with your hand?"

>>23599760
"Ah, no Psionics work on him at all
. Communication, telepathy, kinesis, nothing."

>>23599760
Imposing? That's odd. Unless you're challenging his skill at Futurecraft then I don't think you have anything to worry about.

Did you have difficulty talking to him?

>>23599760
"Alex? Imposing? That's odd.. I never thought he was imposing, not even once."

>>23599760
"Alex? Imposing?"
Hahaha.

>>23599760
Sit next to him, use him abdomen as a table as well.

"He's a bit of a buttface sometimes, but I wouldn't think of him as imposing.

You probably think that because he's a Null or whatever term we want to use. He cancels out psychic stuff used on him."

>>23599760
"Prometheus? Imposing?"
Blink.
"What?"

"Alex? Imposing?" You ask, and start to giggle. "Unless you're challenging his skill at Futurecraft, then I don't think you have anything to worry about. Did you have difficulty talking to him?"
"Though his translator had problems with my native language, it was able to translate german quite easily." He said. "I didn't have problems... but there's something strange about him."
"Ah, no psionics work on him at all. Communication, telepathy, kinesis, nothing."
"I'm aware of that. That's not it, I don't think..." He said.

You sit down next to Sarvesh, and use his own abdomen as a place to set your bowl.
"He's a bit of a buttface sometimes, but I wouldn't think of him as imposing."
"I can't quite put my finger on it." He said, though he buzzed for quite a long time saying that; apparently the centaur version of the idiom was longer than yours. "Something he represents, perhaps. Or maybe my subconscious is acting up due to him being psionically inert."

Rolled 98

>>23599890
>You sit down next to Sarvesh, and use his own abdomen as a place to set your bowl.
why

>>23599890
Finish up, then go and start the droid.

>>23599890
I don't know, he's like Alex to me!

We'll have to see if Jilly likes him, she's good with people.

>>23599890
"Represents? Alex doesn't represent anything. But perphaps you are right. Maybe it is just your subconcious acting up."

>>23599890
"Understandable. His powers are frightening, almost as much as Damien's on some level. While Damien can puppet the future, Prometheus can't be controlled by anything."

>>23599890
"Well, maybe."

"I don't know, he's like Alex to me!" You say, and take a few large bites of ice cream. "We'll have to see if Jilly likes him. She's good with people."
"She is, it seems. I haven't spoken much with her, I have to say." He said, and ate his own ice cream. You both finished your bowls, and you carried them into the kitchen, dumping the empty bowls into the sink.
"Maybe it is just your subconscious acting up."
"Probably." He said, getting to his feet. "But I had best go practice." He said.
Both of you started to leave the cafeteria when you saw Damien standing there.


His eyes were rolled into the back of his head, and he was hovering two inches above the ground.
"Oh, by the way." Damien said, conversationally. "... The Void Queen is coming."

Then he collapsed into unconsciousness.

>End of thread!

Dammit Ishelda, why are you neglecting your sister?
Or is this from before you two made up?

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I hope she brings presents!