Tha sin mar bhàs.

[hollystrike]

Who: Katie and you!
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Planetside
When: Now-ish

[Amusement Park]

[So this is where she goes when she wants time to think, apparently.  The bunker is a place she won't enter; between the heavy aftermath of a mass death and the understandably stricken reactions of its visitors, the atmosphere is far too toxic.  But it doesn't mean she isn't grieving.  The deaths could not be helped and are god knows how far in the past, but the fact that these people have been forgotten - not acknowledged even by this automated town, let alone the rest of space - is something that sits very poorly.  She can't even change anything about the town to reflect its population's final days.

She's walking the rollercoaster tracks, very high up, thinking over the issue.  Don't ask how she got up that high.  And don't worry if you should be using the rollercoaster at the time; she can avoid you.  Might give you a bit of a scare, though, sorry.

Eventually, she puts a call through to Sam.]

[Outside of town]

[As far as she can go before she suspects (or hopes) she's outside the range of the city's replication science so her work isn't scrubbed.  She's not too far from the bunker; it would be pointless if she were too far away from it. 

She finds a rock face smooth enough, and between a thick blade and Kirito's lightsaber she carves a memorial.  Maybe nobody will ever see it, but if any other visitors come to this place, they should know what happened.  It's worth the extra headache.]

[And Broadcast]

I've decided to quit making dreamcatchers and move on to voodoo dolls instead.  It's more fun.  So if you'd like to take one before I end up throwing them all out, feel free.

[Just so you know.  Totally honest, as usual.  Less cheerful than normal.

If anyone wants her she'll be curled up in her office with Licorice on her lap.  She's so tired of these planets.]

Comments

[tsunergy]

Hmmm...

[Ugh, there's been so many, though.]

Maybe... Managarmr? It's the name of a hellion back home, and I have no idea why it's called that. Though if we're going for pure silliness... Duhvision.

[hollystrike]

Duhvision. That does sound just made for mockery.

That first one's not some kind of magic wolf, is it?

[tsunergy]

[oh huh, wow.]

It is, actually- a "werewolf", or so we were told. I take it that means it isn't just a nonsensical word.

[hollystrike]

Garmr is a-- [She stops. Hrm.] Have you ever heard any tales of a shadowy wolf guarding the underworld?

[tsunergy]

I... can't say that I have. But I'm not familiar with an "underworld", either.

[hollystrike]

[Oh. That's more awkward, because it will round them to the subject of death. Which is... well.]

Hmm. Well, it's interesting. Some words and meanings seem to cross universes. I wonder if it's because there's a connection somewhere a very, very long time ago.

But mana seems universally to mean 'magic', or something magic-related, so I wondered, really.

[tsunergy]

I've been both fascinated and irritated with the similarities between words in different worlds or universes since my arrival here. In particular, seraphim... I can't count the number of times someone's asked if I'm an angel immediately after using the term.

[hollystrike]

I was probably one of them. [She can't remember if she was or wasn't, actually, but it sounds like the sort of thing she might have asked.]

So what's a duhvision then?

[tsunergy]

Absurd, frankly.

[Which isn't an answer, but it's well deserved considering the name.]

Imagine a giant, ghastly floating eyeball surrounded by amorphous purple tentacles, with the ability to teleport and shoot multiple laser rays.

[hollystrike]

Goodness. Sounds like our beholders back home. Does it just have the one eye?

[Katie those are from D&D

...but honestly there are chimerical beholders because there are some very deluded roleplayers out there lbr]

[tsunergy]

Just the one, yes, but it's enormous. Several times bigger than my whole head.

[hollystrike]

Sounds incredibly poke-able. [Straight-faced.] Hostile on sight?

[tsunergy]

Was that a pun?

[Don't be Lailah, Katie.]

It was, yeah. We had to kill it to purify a particular area.

[hollystrike]

I bet if it had a less humiliating name it would be far more polite.

[It may have been a pun. Lailah's awesome okay.]

[tsunergy]

[Okay yeah that's fair, she totally is.]

I didn't think to ask. Not that it showed any ability to speak, anyway.

[hollystrike]

Maybe it just doesn't want to. [She grins again.] Cats are like that.

[She peers down at the cat-wool monster scuffle.]

[tsunergy]

[He follows her gaze, brows furrowed.

....wat]

If you're implying that cats can talk...

[HE REALLY WANTS TO ASK. It's hard to remember not to.]

[hollystrike]

They have to talk to each other, don't they? It's just like learning a new language. You just have to know what to look for.

[But spoilers: Katie understands cats very well. But that's because she's a magical cat and she cheats.]

[tsunergy]

I do like languages- I wouldn't mind learning.

[This feels like it would be a unique challenge, far different from the usual languages he likes to learn. Mostly because, as he has learned through a few months of adoption, cats are freaking weird.]

[hollystrike]

[Katie grins.]

Full knowledge would require you to be a cat, alas. I could teach you a little, but I'm sure you can understand teaching would be the easiest thing in the world for me.

[tsunergy]

Huh... disappointing, but not that surprising. Maybe I can just have you interpret for me when I need it.

[hollystrike]

You'll have to take my interpretations as gospel, of course.

[tsunergy]

"Gospel"?

[Not too familiar with that word. Religion is weird where he's from.]

[hollystrike]

[Oh. Um...]

It's a sacred text that stuffy adults take very seriously and small children try to make airplanes out of its pages.

[tsunergy]

Ah... sounds like an issue of the church.