Tourist ROAD TRIP (mingle)

[takingkarabusiness]

Who: Touristas and visitors
Broadcast: as needed
Action: The Tourist!
When: The month of June

[ Get bit by the June Bug and mingle to your heart's content! ]

Comments

Re: [ closed / late night ]

[precedented]

[ He hums softly. He used to do this with Ghanima. Lay his head on her lap as she threaded her fingers in his hair. She'd let him stay as he raged and begged and pleaded for his life. ]

Is it really so sad?

Re: [ closed / late night ]

[universal_charm]

Well, sure. Everyone should have someone in their life they can dance with - especially under moonlight.

_{[ He continues with the motions since Leto seemed to enjoy them, making himself comfortable back against his own pillows. ]}

Re: [ closed / late night ]

[precedented]

We have a saying in the desert. We hide from the sun but we walk under the moon. Now, the desert is a little more gentle, touched by moisture and the green so it holds less power.

Re: [ closed / late night ]

[universal_charm]

Well, that just makes practical sense. It's far to hot in the day time - it would be easier on the body to move around in the night. Most desert animals do that anyways, don't they?

_{[ He continued massaging his temples with slow, idle circles. ]}

Is that your doing? Gentling the desert?

Re: [ closed / late night ]

[precedented]

No. It was my father's. It was his promise to the Fremen. I'll have to cull it a little now. Make sure there's enough desert for us. For the universe.

[universal_charm]

Your people require a desert to live?

_{[ The question has true curiosity in it, wondering at needing a desert versus something easier to make a living in. Desert's on his world had never been precisely welcoming of humans, though they had managed to carve livings out of the sand. ]}

[precedented]

The universe needs that desert. It is the only place where the Sandworms can live. And the only place where they can find Spice.

[ He looks up, his blue eyes bright and unseeing. ] The problem is that humanity has become dependent on it. All those inventions, all those accomplishments . . . all that could have been never happened. They want the certainty of knowing the future.

[universal_charm]

Why are the sandworms necessary? And what's Spice?

_{[ He was genuinely curious, even as he was happy to give the other something to think on and explain than his lost love, the impossible love. He shifted a bit to be more comfortable and continued his gentle stroking of his friend's hair and temples. ]}

[precedented]

I forget people rarely know of this.

[ He traces a circle in the air. ] The Sandworms are part of the Spice cycle. Spice keeps the empire running. Spaceships need Spice. Politicians, leaders, military men . . . they all hunger for that certainty of Spice. Certainty of the future.

It is a drug no one can escape.

[universal_charm]

So... is it a drug or is it an energy source? Both?

_{[ It sounded so strange, especially since his own ships did not run on Spice, but dilithium crystals and nuclear energy cores. ]}

[precedented]

The navigators need the Spice to chart their course across the stars. No accidents. No mistakes. No losses. It does not power the ships but it helps people make their way through the unknown.

[universal_charm]

_{[ He cocked his head, pursing his lips, trying to make sense of that. ]}

What do you mean? How does Spice - a drug - help?

[precedented]

It has certain properties. Like my ability to see the future is derived from the Spice in my blood.

Think of your ship. A guild navigator could take you anywhere. Any place in the horizon. Any planet you wished to find. They could do that.

[universal_charm]

And if I don't know where I want to go yet? Though we have machines that can do that too - course plots and sensors.

[precedented]

Machines offer data, but not certainty. That is the difference. Space, after all, can be a dangerous place.

[universal_charm]

_{[ He snorts. ]}

I've jumped off so many things and nearly been eaten enough times to know that particular truth, Leto.

[precedented]

[ He clicks his tongue. ]

I do not agree with the Guild Navigators and their ways, but it has been their way for a while now. It'll take time for it to change.

[universal_charm]

Heh, well good. Because if you ask me, I like that little bit of uncertainty. Going through life completely certain of everything... it makes life lost those bits of mystery that make it exciting.

[precedented]

They've lost that spark.

[ He sighs. ] I've lost it too.

[universal_charm]

_{[ He tilts his head, brushing his thumbs along the others' sharp cheek. Suddenly he leaned down and place a peck on his lips, smirking a little. ]}

Did you see that coming? Or even meeting me at all, in fact?

[precedented]

[ Guilelessly.]

Yes. Variation upon variation. We could have met in a pit. In a fighting ring. In a bar.

[universal_charm]

But did you know which one it would be?

[precedented]

[ He blinks. ]

No. I can't know that.

[universal_charm]

_{[ He smiles softly. ]}

So there's still some uncertainty left for you. You might see futures, but the future is never set.

[precedented]

[ He shudders. ]

A horrifying thought. No, in places like these, these universes that draw others in . . . there a margin of error. Which I . . . I need.