Stoneface, I do not believe it would be wise of me to patrol today. I must [lots of pentaps] adjust to this new state before I am best able to carry out my duties, although I believe my physical combat skills have not been affected.
Ro Fred, when you are feeling well enough there is something I must speak to you about.
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Bloody hell.
I don't think things are quite right today, Handmaiden.
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[pause. ohwait, maybe that was sarcasm............... wat is going on at the bottom of the page here.]
Are you all right?
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It's godsdamned magic.
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I see. You cannot control it?
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If I can help, I will, but I think your own will would make my assistance superfluous.
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Are you well, Simon?
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Where are you now?
he's been staying with Inara most of the day but she needs her sky.
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Very well. I will be waiting.
[But if he's more than half an hour she'll find him herself. even if it'll be really hard without the Force.]
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Should be easy, lots of movements, lots of thinking "I need to go back home for something" to follow.
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I believe I am as adjusted to the new state of affairs as I can be, Handmaiden. What is it you wish to speak with me about?
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It is something which should be discussed in person, I think.
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[Pause]
Where would you like to meet?
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Is the arena on Melee Island convenient for you?
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[[ooc: I assume we're quicklogging this?]]
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[Assuming this is also long after Simon responds to her entry ffft.
Handmaiden walks to Melee Island warily, eyes constantly watching for any sign of danger. Moving without the Force makes her feel... bare, vulnerable. She doesn't like the feeling at all. Frankly she would prefer to stay inside with Sylvar or Simon and try to adjust herself to this in relative privacy.
Yet she feels she needs to tell Romana that she experienced her memory, and knows that if she waits until it is more convenient time, she may never do so at all. She arrives at the arena, still feeling like a gizka in an open field.]
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Strapping a scabbard she had found in the same area (and repaired earlier in the week) to her belt, she slipped the sword into it. A perfect fit, just as she had thought.
She slipped out the door with a murmured excuse to 00--"Going for a walk, be back soon"--she started off briskly toward the lift.
By the time she made it to the arena, she was walking quite a bit more slowly, slightly flushed and sweating a little from trying to walk at her normal speed the entire way. She was also trying not to hyperventilate--probably because of the illusion of shortness of breath, she had caught herself doing that several times even when lying still. After that walk, she was having to concentrate to stop herself from doing it.
She spotted the white-haired person standing in the arena almost immediately.] Ah, hello. I do hope you haven't been waiting too long.
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She's alarmed to see how obviously exhausted the woman is and walks over quickly. It looks as though Romana had been running hard to get here.]
I have not--are you all right? We can sit over there if you would like.
[She gestures towards the benches. It wasn't any hotter than a normal summer day--still too hot for Handmaiden, although she knows others are more used to it--but she doesn't want anyone to keel over from heat stroke. She thinks now that maybe she should have just chosen the Wilderness, but the reports of a giant lizard monster made her rather wary about that.]
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[Fred was finding the day a bit warmer than perhaps she would normally, but she had decided it was an unexpected side-effect of her new situation. It wasn't unbearable, just a bit uncomfortable. At Handmaiden's gesture, though, she nodded.] Yes, perhaps that would be better. Thank you. [Straightening up again, she started walking in that direction.]
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[Handmaiden walks with Fred--though she's concerned, her face doesn't betray that as she sits down... it's the same as it ever was. She does sympathize, though. This sudden change is deeply disturbing. Taking away the Force is one thing, but for the Sphere to change a person's entire species? Such an alteration... she finds it hard to forgive.
But this isn't the subject she wanted to speak to Romana about.]
A few days ago, I was... given a memory crystal. [Her tone is cautious. It was a strange meeting, and although she knows Romana is interested in the underpinnings of the Sphere, Handmaiden isn't comfortable talking about it with someone she doesn't know well.] However, the memory belonged to you. I felt that I should tell you this.
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Sitting, she rests her elbows on her knees and laces her fingers together, prepared to hear Handmaiden out. She quirks an eyebrow at the odd phrasing--'given' a memory crystal?--but doesn't say anything. But when Handmaiden mentions that the memory she saw was in reality Fred's, her mouth falls open slightly. The idea of one of her memories being seen by another is something that Fred had never thought of, though she had known of the possibility of it happening ever since she had gotten Aurora's memory herself.
It takes her a moment to think of what to say. In the end, all she can manage is,] ...how do you know it was mine?
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But the question she does ask is easy to answer, at least.]
The man addressed you by name, and now that we are speaking I can also say that I recognize your voice.
...I am sorry that it happened. Had I known that the memory belonged to someone else, I would not have touched the crystal. [She's genuinely remorseful over it, wondering now if there was some way she could have discerned "whose" crystal it was before activating it.]
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...I see. [She shook her head] I, too, have experienced another's memory before, and the crystal looked precisely the same as a normal one. There was no possible way you could have known. [She looked away slightly, and heaved a sigh, trying to regain her composure.] Thank you for telling me, Handmaiden.
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It seemed right to do so. [But Handmaiden raises her eyebrows at that. She's never heard of it before--her first instinct is to ask about it, but checks herself immediately and modifies it.] But you say you have also had another's crystal... may I ask how it was you found it? That is, if it appeared somewhere apparently random as a normal crystal does.
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[SPARRING SOLVES EVERYTHING.]
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[IT TOTALLY DOES.]
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aMzgVshG6CI
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aMzgVshG6CI