[something else sparks slightly inside that fond feeling, when vax smiles at him like that. he says nothing of it.
instead, he just sets off at a leisurely pace, down the simulated street. ahead, there's a giant blue crystal floating suspended in a plaza.]
The Macarenses Angle, containing Amaurot's aetheryte; one might think of these as anchors for a form of teleportation, in which the traveler uses the aetheric currents of the star to transport themselves to any other aetheryte upon it.
leisurely they go! it's not as leisurely for vax because emet's legs are so fucking long but he's used to keeping up with grog, so. he pushes his hands into his pockets, and looks around, like a good tourist.
maybe less like a good tourist he bounds forward and gets all up in that crystal's business, peering into it. ]
's a lot of words, big guy. [ teasing, though; this makes sense to him. ] So it's like a really fucking big Gatestone. Okay. These things all over the place?
They are placed where we require them. An aetheryte is not required for shorter-range teleportation, but if one wishes to cross the star in but a moment... these anchors serve to assist in travel. The body's composite aether enters the stream, and exits at the destination.
[he sounds very much like a lecturer, here, unsurprisingly. of Course it would be easy for him to just lapse into that.]
Can't you imagine other shit into it, if you want to? I'm just checking.
[ he seems amused when he says this, head poking out from around the other side of the crystal again to look at him. ]
Home, for me, you might see something more like this.
[ he reaches out to touch the crystal again, and thinks, trying to tap into the simulation - and eventually, something sprouts around the crystal - a tree. massive, the crystal blending into the bark for a moment like a gaping, wide portal - it doesn't last for long, before the illusion fades away and leaves the simulation as it was. ]
there's like the very beginning of an emotional tidal wave that starts and vax just
turns around
and starts walking
nope
(this greatly muffles the emotional explosion that would have happened, but emet can probably feel the warmth and melancholy and loss and love and like 40 other things all wrapped up together, just distantly from the other room)
calling out over his shoulder - ] Yeah. Someone fucking amazing. Come on, let's keep looking. [ bye ]
[that's-- it's a complicated mix of emotions to feel, distant as they are, but. he does let vax get his distance, at first. he certainly wouldn't want to be chased down were he muffling his own feelings.
still, it's...
he catches the warmth, the loss, the love, and recalls what vax has told of him of his situation thus far. that when the dead leave others behind in other worlds-- it is not the same as it is, in etheirys. it is a loss.
when emet-selch follows, it's with a mix of uncertainty and a reflection of that same melancholy, more empathetic. it's becoming a little easier to understand, especially with the emotions attached.]
...if you do not wish to speak of them, I will not ask further.
thankfully he's still pretty far away, but as emet starts to come closer, what he'll recognize is that those emotions are intense, and huge, and vax just doesn't have the words to talk about them while his emotions are fucking all over the place. not right now. not when he's still so tender from sunday, from the vines that pulled him and percy apart. ]
...Another time. [ he says, tilting his head back a little, please get it, ] Yeah?
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when he smiles up at him, it's genuine, softer as the sillier grin fades away. ]
's a good one. [ and one that maybe meant a lot, so. ] C'mon. Let's go, I wanna explore.
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[something else sparks slightly inside that fond feeling, when vax smiles at him like that. he says nothing of it.
instead, he just sets off at a leisurely pace, down the simulated street. ahead, there's a giant blue crystal floating suspended in a plaza.]
The Macarenses Angle, containing Amaurot's aetheryte; one might think of these as anchors for a form of teleportation, in which the traveler uses the aetheric currents of the star to transport themselves to any other aetheryte upon it.
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leisurely they go! it's not as leisurely for vax because emet's legs are so fucking long but he's used to keeping up with grog, so. he pushes his hands into his pockets, and looks around, like a good tourist.
maybe less like a good tourist he bounds forward and gets all up in that crystal's business, peering into it. ]
's a lot of words, big guy. [ teasing, though; this makes sense to him. ] So it's like a really fucking big Gatestone. Okay. These things all over the place?
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[he sounds very much like a lecturer, here, unsurprisingly. of Course it would be easy for him to just lapse into that.]
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he's listening
probably ]
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...Vax, this is simply a projection.
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[ he seems amused when he says this, head poking out from around the other side of the crystal again to look at him. ]
Home, for me, you might see something more like this.
[ he reaches out to touch the crystal again, and thinks, trying to tap into the simulation - and eventually, something sprouts around the crystal - a tree. massive, the crystal blending into the bark for a moment like a gaping, wide portal - it doesn't last for long, before the illusion fades away and leaves the simulation as it was. ]
's a tree stride.
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[he watches the tree with interest, studying it.]
Are these trees interconnected as well?
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[ he puts his hand on the tree trunk, and then pushes away from it. there's a faint sense of melancholy, but, vax doesn't address it. ]
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Someone you knew?
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there's like the very beginning of an emotional tidal wave that starts and vax just
turns around
and starts walking
nope
(this greatly muffles the emotional explosion that would have happened, but emet can probably feel the warmth and melancholy and loss and love and like 40 other things all wrapped up together, just distantly from the other room)
calling out over his shoulder - ] Yeah. Someone fucking amazing. Come on, let's keep looking. [ bye ]
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[that's-- it's a complicated mix of emotions to feel, distant as they are, but. he does let vax get his distance, at first. he certainly wouldn't want to be chased down were he muffling his own feelings.
still, it's...
he catches the warmth, the loss, the love, and recalls what vax has told of him of his situation thus far. that when the dead leave others behind in other worlds-- it is not the same as it is, in etheirys. it is a loss.
when emet-selch follows, it's with a mix of uncertainty and a reflection of that same melancholy, more empathetic. it's becoming a little easier to understand, especially with the emotions attached.]
...if you do not wish to speak of them, I will not ask further.
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thankfully he's still pretty far away, but as emet starts to come closer, what he'll recognize is that those emotions are intense, and huge, and vax just doesn't have the words to talk about them while his emotions are fucking all over the place. not right now. not when he's still so tender from sunday, from the vines that pulled him and percy apart. ]
...Another time. [ he says, tilting his head back a little, please get it, ] Yeah?
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[he agrees, quietly. his own emotions are still unsettled, faced with the weight of vax's, but--
he leaves space between them. a little distance, to make it easier, until vax is more evened out.]