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You are an enigma.

Thanks. I think that was actually one of the things Dad had considered naming me, actually.

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Thanks. I think that was actually one of the things Dad had considered naming me, actually.

Oh?

@Legend

*A more girlish, staccato giggle slips from my mouth at the simplistic response*

Hierophant's eyes, you're demanding. I'll need a few minutes.

*The line goes dead for five minutes. Eventually, a more tired, slightly more irascible voice returns.*

Alright. I took the first six prime number entries that corresponded to a number from your first transmission and wrote for them the first verse of the corresponding chapter in the first six books of the Paracletia. I also dumped the Eschatologue's records. I have the data all packaged up, hopefully in a format your kind accepts, and I'm trying to send it your way, if my triangulation is somewhat accurate, along with a live video feed.

*I smile a winning smile at the camera embedded into the burnished golden panels*

The referral may need to wait. I'm from... more than a little distant, and my closest contact in these parts isn't available at the moment. Anyone else would be circumstantial.

@Heroic
Shinji:

She is my current girlfriend, kirina attacked us while we were vacationing to get away from the stress for a minute. Charlotte dissapeared along with kirina, and I haven't seen her, since. Im worried sick, and i feel helpless to find her. I already contacted genos,her 'brother' of sorts that shares a direct link to her, but he couldnt find her... I'm worried she's hurt, or worse....

@Legend

*A more girlish, staccato giggle slips from my mouth at the simplistic response*

Hierophant's eyes, you're demanding. I'll need a few minutes.

*The line goes dead for five minutes. Eventually, a more tired, slightly more irascible voice returns.*

Alright. I took the first six prime number entries that corresponded to a number from your first transmission and wrote for them the first verse of the corresponding chapter in the first six books of the Paracletia. I also dumped the Eschatologue's records. I have the data all packaged up, hopefully in a format your kind accepts, and I'm trying to send it your way, if my triangulation is somewhat accurate, along with a live video feed.

*I smile a winning smile at the camera embedded into the burnished golden panels*

The referral may need to wait. I'm from... more than a little distant, and my closest contact in these parts isn't available at the moment. Anyone else would be circumstantial.

This planet is not filled with "my kind." Regardless, I will accept your documents.

@Etcetera
Kirina: *as my body begins to break apart, I laugh maniacally*

Sheesh, if you're out of options, just admit it. You dont have to make a one-liner everytime you get the,opportunity, and when you think you've beaten me...

*the process reverses slowly. As it does a bit of blood dribbles from my mouth, and I wipe it off*

I'll tell you what, though. I like that you've been going all out, I've never actually been pushed this far... but sorry, hun. Ive only used about half of the power I wield, and from how desperate you seem to end this, your time is running out.

*hits you several times in the chest with the same power as before, but each time it multiplies in power, then kicks you toward the sky*

@Etcetera
Kirina: *as my body begins to break apart, I laugh maniacally*

Sheesh, if you're out of options, just admit it. You dont have to make a one-liner everytime you get the,opportunity, and when you think you've beaten me...

*the process reverses slowly. As it does a bit of blood dribbles from my mouth, and I wipe it off*

I'll tell you what, though. I like that you've been going all out, I've never actually been pushed this far... but sorry, hun. Ive only used about half of the power I wield, and from how desperate you seem to end this, your time is running out.

*hits you several times in the chest with the same power as before, but each time it multiplies in power, then kicks you toward the sky*

*Flies into the sky but shoots down at you as a lightning strike several orders of magnitude larger, faster, and stronger than any previous one*
I'm desperate to end this because I'm tired of looking at your ugly mug.

@Legend

You'll notice I never said it is filled with your kind. Anyways, they're sent. I hope you make a favorable decision: it seems the enthalpy is greater than I thought.

@Legend

You'll notice I never said it is filled with your kind. Anyways, they're sent. I hope you make a favorable decision: it seems the enthalpy is greater than I thought.

The alternative is that I am the only one of my kind or that there are few. In which case, it would make more sense to transmit it in a format I would accept, rather than my kind. Regardless, I would still appreciate your personal verification if the wait is not abhorrently long.

@Legend

It shouldn’t be too long, it's just…

*My fingers fly across the keyboard, epiphany slowly creeping onto my face*

Aha! I have it. The Stellar Principate of Epirra: a nominally independent Class I civilization on the Kardashev scale, I had to register with their obnoxiously arcane bureaucracy. I am sending their full character report and verification, along with their relative position from here if you’re determined to check up on them: they have a remarkable tradition of glasswork. They're not my first choice, I wasn't particularly welcome, but there's evidence for a lack of nefarious intent.

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Oh?

I think.

@Heroic
Shinji:

She is my current girlfriend, kirina attacked us while we were vacationing to get away from the stress for a minute. Charlotte dissapeared along with kirina, and I haven't seen her, since. Im worried sick, and i feel helpless to find her. I already contacted genos,her 'brother' of sorts that shares a direct link to her, but he couldnt find her... I'm worried she's hurt, or worse....

Where'd you last see her, and how long ago was it?

@Legend

It shouldn’t be too long, it's just…

*My fingers fly across the keyboard, epiphany slowly creeping onto my face*

Aha! I have it. The Stellar Principate of Epirra: a nominally independent Class I civilization on the Kardashev scale, I had to register with their obnoxiously arcane bureaucracy. I am sending their full character report and verification, along with their relative position from here if you’re determined to check up on them: they have a remarkable tradition of glasswork. They're not my first choice, I wasn't particularly welcome, but there's evidence for a lack of nefarious intent.

And they know you to some extent personally?

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I think.

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Where'd you last see her, and how long ago was it?

You think?

@Heroic

Shinji:

Our hotel room. Its been almost a week.

*a look of despair rests upon my face*

@Etcetera
*spits around the lightning, absorbing some of its power, as it is mutliplied throughout my body, and I hit you with enough force to crack your skull*

You choose ot persist. I have stricken you with so much power already, and you refuse to bow, or die at the very least. You and I are much like the Spartans and the Persians, but in the end, I will reign from the heavens to wipe you out.

*the total energy in the air and in the core strikes at you like a lightning storm, but much different, draining you with each strike*

@Legend

*The smile returns as I relax in the pilot's chair*

I didn't spend too long. I was only there for around 2.382x10^15 cycles of the radiation produced by level transition of an atom with 55 protons and an atomic mass of 133.

*There is a pause, in which I close my eyes to consider*

Wait, why am I using those units? You speak Old Basic. I stayed for about three standard days: I met some archaeologists, sampled their cuisine, and spoke with medium-level bureaucrats. They certainly know I didn't do anything against their local customs, or anything harmful. I paid and left.

@Etcetera
*spits around the lightning, absorbing some of its power, as it is mutliplied throughout my body, and I hit you with enough force to crack your skull*

You choose ot persist. I have stricken you with so much power already, and you refuse to bow, or die at the very least. You and I are much like the Spartans and the Persians, but in the end, I will reign from the heavens to wipe you out.

*the total energy in the air and in the core strikes at you like a lightning storm, but much different, draining you with each strike*

I'm not a Spartan or a Persian!
*Allows you to do so while I hold my hands out and electricity begins to be pulled from the entire dimension and locations outside of it as the lights in the base begin to flicker*
I'm a Techi!!!
*Compresses it all into an extremely small size, about as large as a basketball, and shoves it into your stomach*

@Legend

*The smile returns as I relax in the pilot's chair*

I didn't spend too long. I was only there for around 2.382x10^15 cycles of the radiation produced by level transition of an atom with 55 protons and an atomic mass of 133.

*There is a pause, in which I close my eyes to consider*

Wait, why am I using those units? You speak Old Basic. I stayed for about three standard days: I met some archaeologists, sampled their cuisine, and spoke with medium-level bureaucrats. They certainly know I didn't do anything against their local customs, or anything harmful. I paid and left.

*A half smile twitches on my face*
Then feel free to land.

@Legend

Oh! My vehicle isn't suited for atmospheric travel: I had to cut corners for reliability. Give me coordinates and I should be able to get down to the surface easily enough. If you're subterranean, I'll need to take a short walk down below ground is all.

@Legend

Oh! My vehicle isn't suited for atmospheric travel: I had to cut corners for reliability. Give me coordinates and I should be able to get down to the surface easily enough. If you're subterranean, I'll need to take a short walk down below ground is all.

Certainly. I will transmit the data accordingly; be wary of adverse conditions and knock on the front door before you come in.
*Sends the coordinates tailored to the planet's size*

@Legend

*I receive the coordinates, and adjust the orbit of the Eschatologue to give a view of the place through the transparent window, designed specifically for the purpose. Touching my head, my eye whirrs as it zooms, rendering the ground with impressive detail. Grunting in an unladylike fashion, evidently unhappy with the resolution, I find a telescope before repeating the process. Satisfied, a little disruption in the air appears, an eight foot square window into somewhere else. With its opposite appearing behind me, the rush of adjusting pressure whips at my long, ink-black hair before I step backwards and appear on the surface of the planet, grunting slightly due to the newly-felt gravitational pull. I dust myself off and look around, breathing the terrestrial air with eager lungs. After a few moments of adjustment, I make my way to the front door and rap on it with gloved, metallic knuckles, hips cocked to one side and an anticipatory smile on my face as I wait patiently. Without a sound, the portal closes behind me.*