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Post by Kishar on Sept 23, 2017 2:03:49 GMT
It had been a few days since Shinzo and I had taken residence in the Ivory Orchid Palace, which I continued to renew, in this strange land that I had found beyond the portal. For the most part, we had been attending to our own preparations for the last few days, or at least I had been. Those preparations had included lots of relaxation to restore my rather overexerted Willpower, a couple sessions of meditation and focus to restore the reality flux particles in my Gauntlet, restoration of the two spells that I had used into my Phylactery, as well as a lot of planning for how exactly to use that latent possibility to effectively turn the area into a...colony of Creation for lack of a better word. It had taken a lot of planning and thought, but I managed to figure out how to switch everything over so that I could effectively put into place some other plans I had for it, namely the use of my greater arts of Lore to subtly shift the connection that the area that I had gotten my hands on's relationship to the Shinma, allowing for the mining of whatever Magical Materials I would need to keep my stocks from being depleted, as well as taking the time to create a few Demesnes while I was at it, as it was easier to do with this than it was to do it with Wyld Shaping, as I was unsure if this place could just have them shaped into being. If that was the case, it was excellent, but I wanted to cover my bases, and I would try that much later when I had a lot less to worry about.
I had also searched for a few different manse designs that I had made, as well as the designs for the statues that I would need to make a Solar Sanctuary here as well, in the pockets of my Starmetal clothing that tied to Elsewhere. I had found them after a while of digging through a variety of different reagents and other baubles, as well as several artifacts of various utility that I had returned there since I wasn't in need of them at the moment. I really had prepared quite heavily for travelling here after all, that and I did have a rather nasty habit of just stuffing things in here for future use, sometimes after sealing it up with Sorcery if it was particularly valuable. Which had led me to finding and implementing the starmetal skin mount that I had been fairly sure I had on Shinzo in one of the few moments that I had stepped out of my lab, and also gave him one of the vortexes to put in it before heading back into the lab. Well, I called it a lab, but it was really just one of the rooms of the Palace that I had taken over and spread my various tools throughout as a stopgap measure before I got around to making the manses and the like. I even slept and ate in there, mostly just taking my meals in the form of a rather ingenious little plant I had made to just provide a perfected blend of nutrition in it's fruit that only required a bit of essence to accelerate it's growth and provide a full meal. I had made the thing before I left just in case the food of the realm I was travelling to was utterly incompatible, I hadn't tried it yet and I didn't plan on doing so until I had been set up here for a while so I could more easily treat any unusual ailments that might come up from it. The only real downside of the food plant was that it was definitely not the most delicious thing in the world with a rather bizarre taste, but I didn't really mind. It did the job after all.
In any case, it had been an interesting few days, but it was now time for me to turn the potential I had gathered into action, and I left my lab for the second time in these days at dawn, the same time my body always woke up, and headed outside after knocking on Shinzo's room and yelling at him to come outside rather soon as well, as I was unsure of how the effects of the Shaping I was about to do would affect the Orchid Palace, and I didn't want him having a nasty surprise wakeup call. I quickly made my way outside after that, and took in the sight of the dawn, waiting for him to get outside as well so that I could begin my task. After all, I figured it was something he would be keen to observe as well, it was the unknown, the meeting of true Essence with the strange principles of this land. How would they interact? I had theories, but I couldn't wait to see it first hand!
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Post by shinzo on Sept 23, 2017 4:24:29 GMT
I had been without sleep for days, between meditation on the Prismatic Arrangement, consideration on the mirror trance I had been put under, and having the constant conference with my Pattern Spider and the research assistant I created from a plant, uncovering as much of the facts of this world that the research assistant could ask and adding several more when I thought of them, assembling a fairly effective dossier on the continents of this world. While this simple collection of facts and examples would do little more than form a very basic encyclopedia article at best, they should help inform a greater understanding of the situation we were in, as much as we needed to. After all...it wasn't like we needed to know too much more than the basics. They were just mortals, after all. Still...the time without sleep dragged on me, draining my focus and sapping my will. It couldn't continue forever, much to my chagrin, and eventually, I quietly succumb to the allure of rest.
At the end of it, I just wanted to get a few hours of sleep, before I would get back to work just again. However, that was simply not to be the case, as a large knocking rang after what couldn't have been more than thirty minutes, with Kishar's loud voice ringing behind it. Rubbing my face in response to that rather unwelcome wake up call, I sigh. There was no helping it, I suppose. After all, to a very real extent, I owed my continued existence at anything close to a realistic level to her and her eccentricity, so I had to put up with it. That was all I could do at the moment, and complaining didn't tend to solve anything...though since it did help a great deal with my mood, I decide to complain anyway. Just a bit.
"Ah, Kishar, thank you for the lovely wake-up call. I knew any more than a half-hour would be far too much time wasted..." I cricked my neck, trying to rid myself of a kink that just wouldn't go away. I yawn. "I suppose it's too much to hope that your brief foray into the world of the living from your dark catacomb is out of a desire for social interaction and not just some rather obvious and building-wide experiment, but...saying that would fly in the face of any sort of evidence on the matter." It was just going to be something absurd, wasn't it? I knew that was going to be the case, but that didn't make it any less disappointing that I was losing sleep over the matter. As we go outside, me following close behind her, I groan, smacking myself in the face. "That's what's happening, isn't it? You're doing some giant experiment that could destroy the closest thing to civilization on this rock..." I laugh. "Well, if it's going to be like this, it should at least be a spectacle. So, what am I going to see?"
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Post by Kishar on Sept 23, 2017 6:17:30 GMT
I tilt my head a bit at what he was saying about the wake up call and only a half an hour, was he not getting enough sleep? That was problematic, his willpower was likely running low as a result of that, and that was no good at all, I would have to chide him a bit about that. After all, getting rest was a fundamental part of integrating memories and restoring the intricate patterns of Essence that formed the will. "Shinzo, please do try to not push yourself too much and get sleep. I used to be like that before I got deep into Sorcery, but I learned the necessity of getting sleep when I began to tax myself on my will quite a bit. Please do try to find time, I am proficient in alchemy and the like so I do know a recipe for a sleeping draught that can help you get to sleep if you are having a hard time getting your mind to cooperate. I know I use one frequently when I am studying because I have the same issues," I said, sighing and giving him a shake of my head, "You really ought to take care of yourself a bit better instead of just focusing on the work you are doing. It simply isn't healthy not to, and I don't recommend destabilizing yourself while you are here, it is dangerous enough while in Creation, let alone in a foreign world."
I noticed him trying to rid himself of a kink in his neck, which I could discern was from his lack of sleep and his muscles being sore as a result of it, and I sighed before running my fingers along a few of the lines by which Essence flowed through his body and injecting my own Essence into him, giving a bit of a narcotic and relaxing effect to help him with the discomfort from it. "There you go, that should help quite a bit. I would offer to give you a massage, but I would assume you are the expert in that, not I. I am not too shabby at it, but mine are more focused around healing techniques and the like rather than the ones for simple relaxation. Medical rather than recreational, if you will. Do let me know next time if you aren't feeling well, I would hate to have you suffering when it is unnecessary, after all, I am quite good at the skills under the purview of Medicine, like any Twilight ought to be," I said, giving him a smile as we walked through the halls of the ivory palace. "As for my reasons to be out, no they are not social. Though I do object to you calling it a dark catacomb. I didn't even set up the devices I have for Necromancy, and it wasn't a tomb, and it had sufficient lighting so such a designation is inaccurate. At least call it a cloistered lab or something won't you?" I said, being a bit huffy about the designation he had given about my lab. It was more than a little annoying to say the least, I liked being accurate about terms, it was rather important after all.
"Well, it could destroy it, yes, though mostly because of the side effects of this rather than it being a primary issue. I am unsure how violent the transition between this place's reality and Creation's reality will be after all," I said with a shrug before continuing, "I am trying to replace a chunk of this place with much better land created from the potential I stored in my Hand of the Maker. I figured having you here to observe while I concentrate would be good, on top of making sure you don't get an even ruder awakening as the building gets hit by who knows what." With that said, I took a deep breath and walked out a few paces from where I was. This was the middle of an uninhabited area, so I had a lot of room I could work with, miles upon miles of uninhabited land that wouldn't be missed if I were to replace it or something would go awry. There was nobody around that I could tell, after all, nobody had bothered us and there were no real roads nearby, so I figured we were pretty much in the middle of nowhere given the fact that it was all forests and plains around us. However that would change and soon. "Well then, here goes nothing," I said before activated my gauntlet, the whirring gears coming to life as the potential swirled around it, enhanced by the Autocthonian essence. I took a deep breath and imposed my will on the land around us, and slammed my palm into the ground, from which fissures in reality cracked open, a mix of Solar and Autocthonian essence leaking out as the cracks spread out and became more fine as it spread to cover an area that was several miles in radius, all of which was uninhabited. The glow brightened as reality rewrote itself, and the Ley Lines beneath us shifted to become pure essence. I could feel the essence through my breath like it was creation, and the land became richer according to my will, full of life and vital energy, suitable for farming and plenty of life. Luckily, it had seemed the Ivory Palace had held, but t wouldn't have been a big deal if it hadn't, I could have created it anew rather quickly.
I walked over to him and stretched a bit before saying, "So then, I think that is that for now. Did you notice anything about it in particular? I was mostly focused on making sure the effect went off without a hitch, so I didn't notice any of the side effects besides the general reality fissuring from the infusing of that much Essence and potential reality. Did you notice any specifics of that or anything else of note?"
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Post by shinzo on Sept 23, 2017 7:10:00 GMT
I yawn a bit, but nod. "Well, my willpower wasn't exactly taken up by all that much lately, so I figured I could use it to get a few more hours in the day, you know?" I rub the back of my neck, sort of embarrassed at being chided over. It certainly happened all the time, fussed over by the few older, more experienced Sidereals for my laid-back manner, and by younger, less experienced employees either annoyed that a superior shows less drive than them, or acting on the orders of those rare superiors of mine. This was the first time I've ever heard a Solar inquire into my personal well-being, though, most either just ignored my existence or assumed I had everything under control. It was a new experience, and an interesting one, albeit embarrassing. "Well, ah, I suppose I'll keep that in mind. Still, I willpower doesn't seem any more difficult to regain here as opposed to Creation, unlike Essence, so I just figured it'd be alright." I laugh. "Keep talking that way and I'll start thinking you're worried about me. Makes me feel like you really care~"
I blink as she cures a minor kink in my neck using her essence, which, while more plentiful than mine considering her excess of Photoshinmaic Vortexes, was still something spent unnecessarily for my sake. It didn't make sense. Why would she go out of her way like that? It's not like she needed me, not really, so...argh, it just didn't make any sense. Was she thinking of what I would bring to the table when we finally returned? Well...her actions certainly seemed consistent with Gold in the long run so far, but that was still so far in the future to be trying to build a good relationship....hrmm.... "Ah, thank you very much, Kishar. That feels much better!" I do a few stretches, feeling my muscles relax and become able to move without stiffness. Still...what she said after made me frown. "Well excuse me, but that seems to imply massages can't be medical and recreational." I laugh, amused. "And I also wouldn't call relaxation 'simple.' As you say, it's very important to have proper rest."
Seeing her get huffy was an amusing experience, and I smile. "So when you set up those devices, can I then call it a dark catacomb? But fine, how about 'dungeon lair.' Does that work well enough to describe the situation, because what you suggested is far too much like something people can come and go regularly from for it to be the case from my observation." Really, I shouldn't tease her. It could make her less amenable to my instruction and guidance...but at the same time, if it built good, casual relations between us, perhaps it wouldn't harm? After all, many people needed to be teased properly before they could have a truly good time...and besides, it was just so much fun, I couldn't resist.
I listen to her explanation and nod as she begins the shaping. It made sense, but... "Don't you think you could have given me a bit softer of a wakeup, though? I mean, as much as I'd like to make as much progress as fast as we can, I don't think we're on a real timetable, and we've got a lot of other things to do, I figure..." Still, it wasn't a big deal in the scheme of things, so I just let her do her work, as her Solar essence fuels the reshaping of the world into what she deems fit. It would be impressive if I haven't seen such things...and redressed the inevitable constant tangles and knots of such things, to the point of mind-numbing boredom. "Looks good enough to me. But I don't know the exact schematics of the area you shaped, so you might want to fill me in on the important bits." I frown as she asks me if there was anything I noticed. "Hrm, nothing jumped out at me really. There are tangles in causality, but...it's hard to tell because of how different it is from the Loom to judge how much it is compared to how things normally are in Creation. I'd think it's a bit worse, but frankly, I'm guesstimating here..." Still, I weave the strands back through the knots, untangling and restringing them properly until it seems solidly placed within this reality's framework despite being a directly foreign influence.
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Post by Kishar on Sept 23, 2017 7:38:16 GMT
I sigh and shake my head at what he had said and decide it is definitely worth educating him more on the effects of sleep deprivation and why it was rather counterproductive, especially when he wasn't using charms to cancel out the effects of such a thing. "It is important for more than just restoring willpower, when one sleeps is when your mind orders the events of the period in which you were last awake. The more it has to do the more trouble it has with that, making memory retention harder than it has to be. On top of that, the increased fatigue makes it worse as well, compounding the learning issues. In general, it is very beneficial if you can mete out at the very least four to six hours of sleep at the bare minimum, preferably more. It allows your mind to have those issues, and helps with bodily fatigue as well. And while this is less of a worry for the Exalted, it also reduces your ability to fight off diseases since the fatigue not only affects your mind and use of your body consciously, it also renders it less effective at most anything. While we as Exalts cannot die of sleep deprivation, mortals can and we still suffer quite ill effects from it," I said, concluding my lecture with a sigh as I thought about his little ribbing. I mean, wasn't it obvious I cared? He was a fellow Celestial and we were partners in learning about this world and bringing Creation back to it's rightful order with what we find here. "I mean, I do care. Why wouldn't I? We are partners in this after all, and one of the biggest problems we identified was the general attitude that Solars had towards the other Exalted. Wouldn't it make sense for me to go out of my way to make sure that I didn't fall into those destructive relations?" I asked, trying to get my point across. I figured his point was just a bit of ribbing at the end to make a joke out of it, but to me it was a quite serious issue that I wanted to make sure was rectified.
"It is no issue, it was a small bit of essence to help you get over what seemed to be a rather annoying little kink in your neck, I figured you would appreciate it so I just decided to do it," I said with a bit of a shrug, "Medicine is used to help others, so I guess it just comes naturally to me to help others when they seem like they can use it. It's not as if it was a huge effort on my part after all, and I would assume that any Celestial would do the same for another when they are in our situation. After all, it is important for us to be at our best in this place of unknown possibilities." I gave him a bit of a chuckle when he said that and frowned a bit at what I said, "Of course they can, but I would assume given where you work your idea of a massage is a bit more...sensual than the kind I know how to give." I smirked a bit as I got back at him for the ribbing from earlier before adding, "Indeed, relaxation is quite important, but there are other ways of relaxing besides what the Cerulean Lute offers in my experience. I find a good book or research rather relaxing to me, but that might simply be me being a rather odd bookworm."
I sigh and shake my head, "It's not as if I am trapped in there or others cannot enter, I simply get absorbed in my work. You could have dropped by to say hi at any time, its not like I ward the place against others entering or my own leaving. I just find dedicating myself to my work to be a very fulfilling use of my time rather than socializing really I suppose. Chock it up to my Caste and our focus." I shrugged as I said that and added, "Besides, it would be a morgue rather than a catacomb, given its for studying the dead not interring them." It was a bit of a pedantic distinction to make, but catacomb seemed far too gloomy for my taste, and I rather enjoyed my studies and found them rather fulfilling. Besides, it was very rarely too dark where I was working since I had the habit of just letting my anima flare whenever I pushed myself to work instead of limiting myself to my personal pool. It was more efficient than using my anima power without my anima active after all.
With a flick of my clothing, it switched from glorious light to more subtle elegance of fate as I switched to my starmetal clothing mode and dug around in my pockets for the schematics, pulling out some of that fruit as well as a rather odd looking bauble made of soulsteel and orichalcum before finding it and handing it to him. "Thats the schematics for the area after the initial shaping, and the reverse side is my plans for the alteration of the Shinmaic principles that govern the area. It should help by providing Demesnes without worrying about whether this counts as being part of the Tapestry or not as well as giving us a good supply of all the magical metals besides Starmetal. I do wonder though, do you think that I could shape a Demesne into being here? I figure it is best to ask you how it might interact with the fate of this area," I said, trying to figure the entire thing out. It was important, after all. "If you need more data, just let me know, I'm sure I wrote more down somewhere that can help you out. I just would need to dig it out."
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Post by shinzo on Sept 23, 2017 20:09:00 GMT
Astounding. It was astounding how, despite how obvious the problem was, how odd it was even for me to receive the attention and respect of the Solar Exalted in this manner. How easy it was for the insanity of the Solars to infect others this way...as if it was simply accepting it as right. While a certain degree of aloofness was likely acceptable and even correct, after all, they were the greatest of the Exalted, and imbued with the Mandate of Heaven, the sheer level that we had simply adapted to our situation and gone along with it was bizarre. No wonder the Prphecy of Darkness was such a realistic probability, after all, it was clear that we were all going insane by degrees, all being drawn to the Solar's pace, as a crab would react to a boiling pot growing steadily warmer and warmer. Fortunately, we saw the temperature grow just a bit too hot all at once with the near-total exclusion of Heaven's influence on Creation, and were able to catch it...though we proved ourselves mad all the same. Depressing as it was, in the end, it could have a very positive result, that was what I needed to hope for. Or, if their madness proved correct, things would simply need to take their course.
Rubbing my neck and smiling, I nod. "Well, good to keep that in mind." This was definitely going to take some getting used to, though he wouldn't mind in the slightest. Frankly, she was more respectful and kind than most of his compatriots even within the Cerulean Lute. Though, he figured, that was hardly their fault, many of them were swamped by the work and effort of the station, overwork among the Sidereal Exalted was an omnipresent issue. I grin back as she mistakenly tries to fire back using the Cerulean Lute's occupational style at me. "Well, of course, that only makes sense. But when you do both at the same time...well, let me just say that the whole is worth far, far more than the sum of it's parts~" Laughing, I nod. "But that's quite true. I'll admit, a lot of the time, after having what should be the most enjoyable activities imaginable being reduced to work, I increasingly find myself being drawn to pursuits such as those in my leisure time." I grin. "I don't find it unusual, but perhaps that's more a matter of difficulty finding out the correct way to enjoy such affairs for you. After all, your exposure to it was likely less than our own."
Nodding as she expresses her issues with the word dungeon, I just nod at this point. She was getting more withdrawn and annoyed so it became less fun. "Fine, fine, I'll call it something more amenable to you then." I shrug...though there was something to be learned from this. "I'll be sure to stop in more...I guess I was just worried about interrupting you, though. You look so serious when you're working, that's just not something I'm used to. We tend to only look serious when we're pushing ourseles to our limit, of course, being relaxed and at ease is just the way it's supposed to be in the Lute, though it's more common in the other departments...I tend to give people a wide berth in those situations even outside of it, though." I grimace at the term morgue. "Catacombs are a way nicer term than morgue. Catacombs are a place of reflection, of observation. Morgues are gruesome, closer to the time of Ending. Maybe it's just me having an awkward opinion of them, but I viewed their relationship rather differently..."
Perusing the schematics she made, I nod. "Well, the disruption to the world's fate isn't bad, as far as all this is considered. Really, the main issue is whether this fate's more discrete nature allows disruptions to be hidden, that I would need to investigate further to really find out." I sigh. "Most of the time, the work with the Loom was done by pattern-spiders, untangling knots is grunt work, Sidereals tend to mostly focus on the effects of those tangles. Still...if that's what I need to do, it's what I need to do..." I frown as she asks whether a demesne being created would be possible. "That would probably be better saved to the locations of leyline convergence, but other than that, I suppose that's fine. They're places where, as far as causality is concerned, such magical effects should be created."
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Post by Kishar on Sept 24, 2017 0:14:57 GMT
I nodded, pleased that he was taking my advice on this matter. After all, while I was not as well versed in Medicine as I was other areas of study, I was still one of the leading minds in the field in the entirety of Creation. After all, there were only sixty Twilight Castes, and I was one of maybe a dozen or two that were of the right age to even comprehend it at the same level as me, let alone have put the time and effort in to it in order to bolster my knowledge of the crafting of life, the arts of Genesis. That was one of my actual main areas of study, and while to the outsider it would seem like an insignificant difference between the two, the difference mainly laid in the amount of time I had spent in learning the applications of Essence to the subjects, my charmset as some called it. That was where the differences really started to be rather enormous. My knowledge of the Crafts far outstripped my knowledge of Medicine at the Charm level when it came to Charms at levels not able to be mastered by anyone under a hundred years of age, even for the Solar Exalted. The only real one I had bothered with was often called the Science of Mutation, as it helped me do edits here and there on my works as well as deal with the side-effects of wyld exposure on them during long expeditions into the Wyld that I would undertake for ingredients as well as studying the Wyld itself, not to mention the trips I had made in order to craft my Vortices, which were both rather decently long and deep. "Very well, just remember that this is no good replacement for sleep. It only fixes the issue with the bodily fatigue for about ten hours. So I recommend actually going to sleep for tonight at least. I do believe I have some of that sleeping draught somewhere in Elsewhere, but the stuff tends to get a bit jumbled up," I said with a bit of a chuckle at that. It was so hard to keep things in that place organized.
I smile a little at his joking there and say, "Well, I shall take the advice of an expert on that, though I have not tried such a thing myself. I rarely have the time really between experimentation, planning, and the regimented sleep schedule I keep to make sure I never am low on my Willpower, though I have been known to rely on a little trick I found on how to reverse my charms and a bit of Sidereal martial arts to replenish my will when I am in a rather important part of my research...but that tends to have some rather unpleasant side effects due to the process by which it is done. Necrotic Essence doesn't exactly do wonders for a person's mental state after all. Luckily it only lasts a day or so before the emotions come back...though sometimes I wish it was longer when I am in one of those moods," I say with a sigh and a shake of my head before adding, "Perhaps one of those relaxation massages might be good later once you yourself get some sleep. This entire situation has me so tense my wings are more than a little sore where they connect to my back." I flap my wings a bit and apply the same charm to myself to deal with the soreness, but I realize thats mostly just a temporary fix. I could have used more, but that wasn't really necessary right now especially since he had offered so nicely to give me such a massage before and it would do wonders for my mood likely.
I nod at what he said, "I would imagine so, though I do think those are far more productive ways to spend leisure time, at least depending on what you read. I tend to read the Devonian Journals of Essence and other publications from Sperimen and the Twilight community in general. The publications on Sorcery tend to be rather fun reads compared to the more technical works on Essence flow and such, as they often have fun little examples of their use. I can imagine why many people would find such things dry though. Does the Forbidding Manse have anything similar for publications? I never did manage to track down such a thing, but then again I didn't look too hard since Astrology was never something I took up too much since I don't have much access to it," I asked and gave a bit of reasoning for it. I was rather curious if he had stuff like that or if it even existed. It would make things far more easy to pick up in the long run, but if not, it was more of a challenge and that was fun in it's own right.
I blinked a bit at what he said, people worked without pushing themselves to their limit? That was news to me, my first mate was always the type to push himself in whatever he did, whether it be work or play, and I had picked up the habit with my work so I had just assumed that held true for the Celestial Exalted in general. After all, how did the others in the Caste come up with all their results if they didn't throw themselves deep into their work? Perhaps it was just a Twilight thing when it came to Solars? I guessed I should probably ask. "I appreciate that but...people work without pushing themselves to their limits normally? Thats just a normal day's work for me. I regiment my time so that I put as much effort as possible into the hours I budgeted for the different tasks, which don't take into account interruptions, in order to get optimal use out of my Essence instead of getting things done at a slower pace. I don't mind interruptions really, I just never really have been interrupted much. My mate usually just comes in to drop off food or other things while I am working because he knows I won't eat regular food unless its brought to me when I am going on a particularly deep session," I said, rubbing the back of my neck a bit as I did realize that was a bit excessive and unhealthy, I just tended to get rather engrossed with my work. "I think we just look at the terms differently, to me a Morgue is a place where the living learn from the dead and can take heart that their deaths weren't in vain, as they serve a purpose to further our learning. Catacombs are a place where the dead rest after, a final place where the end truly takes place," I said, explaining my reasoning for preferring the term.
I nod at what he said and focus in on the part about the demesnes, "Well there is one right here under where we were setting up the Palace, so I suppose such a thing should be possible without much issue here. Now that the place is of the same kind as any other land created with this technique it should be possible to do. Hopefully it doesn't add to your workload, I would hate to have to do the tedious gruntwork. Perhaps we can design something that can do that for this realm's fate on a smaller scale when the manses are all set up," I said, giving him a smile before once again walking over to the area right in front of the Ivory Palace. A thought occurred in my head and I said, "Oh, and I would recommend preparing for an Essence Explosion from the very quick creation of a high grade Demesne, just in case. I am unsure if this realm can handle such a thing without Essence Eruption, even if I am careful about it." The hand whirred to life again as I said that, and sure enough, it seemed like it was an inevitability that this would occur, the Essence building too rapidly for me to be able to contain it effectively and exploding out in lighting streaks of Essence. Naturally, I simply hardened my skin with my Resistance charms to deal with it, and he would likely find a way around it as well, but the building itself wasn't so lucky, and by the time the blinding light cleared, the entire thing had been blown to smithereens, the only thing left being countless torn orchid petals. "Well, I guess I know what I'm doing next..." I said as I heaved a dejected sigh at the outcome before saying, "At least the Demesne came out fine."
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Post by shinzo on Sept 24, 2017 4:08:25 GMT
I shrug as she continues to stress those issues, and I roll my eyes. "I'm not altogether hopeless in that field eitehr, you know. I undertook quite the bit of medical knowledge during my own studies, if I couldn't, I wouldn't be able to tell you just how wrong you were that you couldn't blend a theurapeutic massage and a recreational one. Beyond that, well, medicine is important for my craft, to the point that I'm not sure why it falls under Saturn rather than Venus. After all, without the ability to heal, how could one best prepare for the greatest joys that fate had in store for people?" Being sick is generally not conducive to a pleasant experience, while it was far from anathema to it, it prevented one from truly reaching the greatest of joys. It was something that often had to be eradicated, and without my knowledge, I would be ill prepared. Though, from the rather large number of requests from the Lute to use that knowledge to put on something of a show for less seemly purposes...it seemed people had another connection between the arts of medicine and pleasure...
Smirking slightly I nod. "I highly recommend it. I'll try to keep it from being too intense." I didn't know how much experience she had with that sort of thing. I knew she had been quite active with her old partner, and much less with her later one, but then, I didn't know just how much finesse they had. Not that I intended to be more forward than necessary, but I figured she might be surprised by how good it felt and think I was trying something I didn't intend. But then, if that was the case, then it was something I'd have to deal with as it came up. It was something that was what I had to expect as a Serenity caste, unfair as it might be. I shrug. "I'm fine. It takes more than this to seriously interfere with my focus...though I really should get to sleep when I have the chance."
Her little gush about the different journals and such she talked about had me scratching at my head, though I knew a lot of Sidereals read the same thing she did. It was really something that I'd often felt left out on, never bothering to look into that art, but it just didn't seem like something I felt like doing. After all, why should I bother to do something I would never be an expert in, always inferior to others? While at most tasks, I would not be able to function at the same level as Solars, the difference was the ability to excel in something unique about them, something that I could do to stand out and be of use to the happiness of others. But Sorcery? While ability to enter into the Celestial Circle put me above most in the world, my access to the art in general would always be weaker than that of the Lords of Creation...as such, I didn't bother with it, preferring instead to focus on the arts I would have a greater potential for mastery over than even the Solar Exalted. Some might call my approach hubris, some might call it foolishness...but it was simply the way I wanted to live. And I did a pretty good job of it so far, I felt.
I shrug, I should have expected her to answer so ridiculously. "No, I'm afraid life at the Bureau is too dull and annoying to be able to put my heart and soul into everything I do. It's too much effort to put your lifeblood into sorting paper and filing motions, all too often finding it rejected for little to no explanation, at the whims of the Bureaucracy. So, we find ways to properly budget our effort, our motivation, when we see a task that truly has our attention and focus. And we learn to respect those who are devoting themselves with such zeal to work, as such matters come rarely within the monotony of our work." I sigh, and hold out my hands. "It's not quite like that of the Solar Exalted, who are individual masters of their domains...we are often given work that is not of our choosing or decision. Still, it's not a particularly hard life, just one that we've adapted to." Laughing as she states her own overdedication to work, I shrug. "But at the same time, since that focus comes so rarely to us, things like sleep and food lose meaning too...though in moderation, it's probably less unhealthy than it becoming a habit. After all, our bodies are even more resistant to sudden shock than that of mortals, who are fairly elastic in nature."
I nod, beginning to weave around the issues resulting from the sudden creation of the demesne..."Well, between your knowledge of Genesis and mine of Fate, it shouldn't be hard to create an analog to pattern spiders to do the work. Preferably one that has our modifications on the concept...they'll almost certainly be far less efficient about it than Autocthon's creations, but it shouldn't be unworkable as a stopgap for now..." I draw forth my own spider. "We have a model, anyway, should it come to that." I blink as she mentions the explosions. "Wait, wha-" I say, as the Essence ignites, and I immediately duck down to avoid the effect, forcing essence into dodging the fate of being utterly burnt to a crisp by the explosion and instead substituting succeeding in ducking below into a crevice the burst didn't hit. "...A bit more warning would be nice, you know..."
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Post by Kishar on Sept 24, 2017 5:01:05 GMT
I listened to what he said and took it in, it made enough sense I supposed. I supposed I had assumed wrongly of him based on his Caste, a silly preconception I supposed, but considering I really didn't know too much about what he was good at I had no real way of knowing. I supposed he might have known what I could do, but that was not hard. I was a prolific writer on several different subjects after all, so among Celestial Society my skillset was at least somewhat common knowledge in regards to what I knew from my Caste. Other things, less so, but they were mostly unimportant besides my mastery of the two Sidereal Martial Arts I knew, and I supposed the Sidereals kept a list of that somewhere or something. "That makes enough sense I suppose, I just assumed since it was under the purview of the maiden of Endings it would not be a specialty of yours considering how at odds with each other the Cerulean Lute and Violet Bier can be at times. It was a bit of a misconception on my part I suppose, after all, I don't really know all that much about your capabilities besides what you have directly mentioned, and I suppose I assumed that was a fairly basic application of Medicine when it comes to massages. I suppose an apology is in order for underestimating you," I said with a bit of an apologetic look on my face. I guessed I let my own expertise diminish what he knew and that was never an enjoyable experience.
I nodded at what he said, "Please and thank you Shinzo. I would rather avoid something that would be rather distracting from the work we have here, but I do appreciate the effort to make it more than just a medical massage. It's mostly my back muscles and especially where my wings meet my back that are sore at the moment. It's always the spot that gets sore, really, and its the most vexing since I can't really reach them myself. It probably has to do with the wings and implants being a bit too close together by necessity. "That may be true, but it is always good to be at your best condition, at least that is what I try for. Anything less is likely to cause a problem in some way shape or form, likely in a rather explosive manner, at least in what I study. High Energy Essence Physics is not something that should be played with, unless you are willing to clean up exploded laboratories and expend the Essence to keep yourself from being fried, which has been known to happen when you have pushed yourself too far to afford such luxuries. I know its been the demise of a couple of younger twilights who were dabbling in things beyond what they should have been," I said with a sigh and a shake of my head before adding, "Really, this is why they need to stick to things they can handle with their Essence Pool, it is never a good idea to experiment beyond what you can handle, even if the other Twilights are doing it."
I listen to his plight and cannot help but sigh at it, such waste of resources to put the Children of the Maidens to work as glorified Bureaucrats, it was such a waste of their talents to say the very least. "That sounds like an utter waste of Exalted resources to me, leave the bureaucracy for the Gods and leave the work that only the Sidereals can do to the Sidereals. Paperwork is something that ought to just be handled by others, to be quite frank. To expect such a thing from the Exalted seems like a monumental waste of our capabilities, almost as if they are trying to hamper your efforts for some bizarre reason," I said with a sigh and a shake of my head. Why couldn't they just let people do what they were best at and organize the structure around that? It wasn't as if there were that many of us, let alone that many of the Sidereal Exalted, only 100 of them. "I suppose you are right about it being less of an issue if it is a rare thing, still, it is best to avoid letting it become a habit. Even though I have done it to myself, I suppose I just have learned to adapt it to make it as healthy as possible despite it being rather bad. I even have special food that makes it more workable," I said mentioning the fruit I had been eating and tossing him one, "It has a bit of a...strange flavor that is very much an acquired taste, but it mixes a good dose of Essence with all the nutrition the body needs and a property that lets it temporarily abate fatigue. Most people can't get past the strange taste, but I think I just got used to it."
I noticed his little bit of a request as the Essence cleared up and I dusted off some of the petals from myself and turned to him, tilting my head a little bit. "I assumed that was plenty of warning, I do apologize if it was a bit less than what was comfortable. I just figured you would be able to react quickly enough and waiting would have added valuable amounts of time I could use to analyze the Leylines in the area, which I shall do now," I said, my forehead burning with my Caste Mark as I turned on my Sorcerer's Sight. I could perceive the Flows in the area, and it seemed that within the area one more potential site had been opened. That was good, it was even in a good direction to balance the Essence in the area into a replica of the poles of Creation. I would probably need to take more time, as the creation and containing of that explosion had made any further quick shaping impossible, but it wouldn't be too hard to open another one over a longer period of time, and it would not result in an explosion. "One more potential place exists, which makes for five including the Shinmaic alterations to the area that I will put in after this. That is quite a good number, and will form a decent base for what I need. Do you have any requests for what you would like in some of the Manses? I can alter my designs now to include one that is done to your wishes and revise in general thanks to the additional Essence available to the main manse, I assume this is satisfactory?" I said, giving him a bit of a smile as I explained what was going on, hoping he would have some input. After all, I wanted this place to work for the both of us.
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Post by shinzo on Sept 24, 2017 8:04:56 GMT
I shrug, brushing myself off from the explosion. What a mess. While from what he knew about her, I should have expected her to act unreasonably in such an obvious way, but I hadn't. I partly expected her to take a more reasonable, prepared stance towards such a blatant explosion of deadly essence and a bit more economy with the use of her motes in a foreign land. "Well, I do understand how you feel about that to an extent, but we don't exactly get to regenerate motes at the same pace..." The fact that she had an absurd amount of Vortexes giving her the power she wanted was an obnoxious situation, allowing her to act as if she was still in Creation as I limped along by comparison. Still, with things more solidly entrenched in the physics of Creation, it was a much more reasonable situation to be in, as the world was changed utterly by Kishar's shaping. "Oh well. I guess it's water under the bridge now, anyway. Still, a bit more caution wouldn't be too hard to keep up with..." Considering that she needed to stay alive in order to complete the task with any real efficiency, I needed her to not blow herself up with the casual ease she nearly destroyed me with. "Though, I don't quite follow how providing me with an earlier warning about the potential for an essence explosion would have resulted in some manner of delay, I rather think things would have followed their same path, to the letter, except with me less annoyed about having little more warning than the sparks of the Shaping." Why Unexpected Pain hadn't triggered in such a situation, I would never know, but still, this was troubling.
Shaking my head, I shrug. "I mean, no, not really. Considering my understanding of the charm used limits the Hearthstones to Solar stones, I figure I could just leave it to you to pick out which ones would be best suited to me. As for geomantic conversions, assuming you have a proper observatory for me, there's nothing I'm particularly concerned about regarding what I'd need...though I suppose I'd like a waypoint shrine. I find taking a trip to the nearest one works wonders for when I'm engrossed in a project...not a big problem when I have my Cloak of Vanishing Escape to take me over there." Really, the need for sleep was something that could easily be ignored, such an artifact carried the blessing of the Maiden of Journeys, and would certainly allow one to continue to work and strive without need for rest...something that was often quite helful with the sort of work I was often tasked with doing.
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Post by Kishar on Sept 25, 2017 3:41:40 GMT
I tilt my head a bit confusedly at what he said about the mote regeneration, I had just established the area where he could respire normally and he could attune to the Demesne if he wanted to, which would make him able to regenerate even more quickly until I got around to putting up the manses, which would help him even more, so I wasn't quite sure about his point on that, so I decided to ask. "Well, this place has the same kind of respiration rate as Creation now, and that vortex you have embedded in you also does provide you with about three times the mild relaxation rate or 1.5 times the total relaxation rate for the respiration of Essence on top of that, not to mention the Demesne here can provide another 2.5 to 1.25 rate if you attune to it so I am unsure of what exactly the problem of motes would be, not to mention my respiration rate...Unless theres something I missed?" I asked, looking a bit confused as to what he was talking about with that. It seemed a bit odd to be complaining about respiration rates in this sort of situation, at least from my personal experience, unless he was also used to having quite a few hearthstones to draw from, but even then, while it would be less, it still wasn't too big of a drain to use just a single perfect defense on something like this.
I tilted my head at what he had said once again, a little confused as to what exactly the problem was, I had given him a little bit of a warning hadn't I? "I mean, I did tell you to be on the lookout before I started shaping...it was a rather quick shaping I must admit, the gauntlet does wonders while it has a Vortex in it, but I had assumed you were competent enough that just a little bit of advanced notice was enough? You do seem rather capable of taking care of yourself after all, and you're perfectly fine so I am quite unsure of what exactly the issue is?" I was genuinely puzzled about that, but I figured I could leave that be with that question, as it was likely to either give me a satisfactory answer or leave me stumped without any other followup questions, at least that was the impression that I got. "As for the warning, it would have delayed it by a few seconds and I would have missed one of the pulses of the Dragon Lines that would allow for easier shaping of it and more contained shaping. If I hadn't done it then, the explosion would have likely devastated everything within a five mile radius, not just the Palace and ourselves," I said, explaining my reasoning before adding, "It did however leave me rather empty on charges so I will have to do the one to the north in the normal, more slowly done manner. It should prevent it from exploding as well, which is probably a good idea since I am unsure of how a large essence discharge like that would affect the reality of this world." It seemed like a bit of coincidence that I was forced to avoid that, even though I would really rather get the shaping over and done with as soon as possible so that I could work on other things.
I nodded at what he said and pulled out some writing paper for him and some writing utensils, "Would you mind putting together a bit of a design for what you need out of an observatory? I'm not familiar enough to design that part myself but if you give me what is necessary I can get everything integrated into the Manse design, and a waypoint shrine can be rather easily built into the building itself if you would like. I can even put it in the same area as the observatory itself, I'll include a few other things for your convenience so that its all hooked up to the main manse as well," I said, nodding as I said that, "All the manses will have access to and contribute to the main one, which will house the AI which is partially necessary for the way home. Feel free to talk to it and record your findings, it will help add to the archives," I said, nodding to myself as I made mental notes of what I had to add to his own place. "As for the pattern spiders, yes that sounds like a plan. That can be my first project with the genesis lab when it is up and running, with the loom substitute coming second, or vice versa if you think that would work better," I said, also adding that to my mental to do list as I started to walk north, waiting for him to follow me. The place I could work was luckily due north and almost exactly five miles from the center, which was good. Fives were good, and with the five manses together all being five miles away from another one of them, it was good indeed.
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Post by shinzo on Sept 25, 2017 6:37:38 GMT
I sigh, shaking my head. She was right...now. "Well, yes, I didn't factor in the result of the creation, I'd just gotten used to being without, so I was trying to be more measured and controlled. At the moment, however, yes, it's totally fine. It's just a matter of acclimation time, I supposed, I'd like to think I'm flexible, but it's hard to be flexible with things that haven't happened yet, well, besides when they're foreseen." The fact that the numbers were as good as they were was quite beneficial, though. "It's good to have everything laid out like that, however. It makes it a lot easier to understand just what I should feel comfortable on the average sort of day here." Smiling, he nods. "Yes, I suppose with resources like that, I could get a lot more out of travel, and life in general here. I've been cooped up just a tad too long, I think."
Shrugging my shoulders and trying to move past that point in conversation, I nod a bit wearily. "Yeah, yeah, you did, I suppose. Still, when things could potentially kill me, well, I'm not used to lacking a great deal more warning than that. I've been a bit spoiled, I'll say, between barely being killable by anything anymore, and, well, the inborn abilities I have as a Sidereal for guaging the future from astrology and Loom work, it's a bit more annoying to have surprises hit me than I would imagine it would be for a Chosen of the Sun or Moon." I laugh. "But that might just, again, be me being spoiled." I listen curiously to the exact readings for that timing being necessary. It was an interesting situation, and something I understood. "Ahhh. Alright. So you were timing it for the pulse in order to have a sufficient outflow to stabilize the explosion before it reaches terminal carrying capacity." I sigh. "Yes, please avoid large essence explosions of a foreign source of energy that this world isn't fully equipped to hold. That would, in fact, be ideal from my position."
I nod and begin writing down the schematics for the observatory. It was disappointing that there was no easy analogue to the Loom, though the night sky was still as helpful as ever, brimming with stars and even having what seemed like analogues to the Five Maidens in the sky, though they were far from exact matches. Perhaps such things were universal constants, even as far from Creation as we were now. As I scribble down my notes for what I wanted, Elsewhere access, the Waypoint Shrine, and general accoutrements, I hum. I lay out the specifications of the telemetric devices and the actual observatory, as well as the necessary diagrams I had designed in my own head that would help in working with this unfamiliar sky. "Hmm...well, it'd make more sense to have a functioning Loom for them to work before we go and make spiders. I can draw the strands of fate in this world through my connection to the Maidens themselves, the Spiders, unfortunately, lack that ability." I begin to follow her up. "Still, I'm rather confident that there should be a not insignificant amount of overlap time to plan multiple simultaneous projects, wouldn't there be?"
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Post by Kishar on Sept 25, 2017 7:14:37 GMT
It seemed that it was just him getting pulled into the pace of needing to conserve due to the low mote availability that this realm had in general, that made enough sense I supposed. When I was younger and didn't have the kind of resources to keep motes coming while I was in the underworld such a thing was a concern then as well and I was always a bit more cautious for a bit even after I made my way back to creation. I nodded at him and said, "That makes enough sense I suppose, I guess I never did get acclimated to this environment's low mote availability and I take in far more motes from my vortices than by normal respiration that I didn't really think about it. I guess considering that and the fact that I keep mote availability and density in my mind a lot for my work I didn't exactly think about it that way. One of the drawbacks to being quite advanced in a field is that you often forget that the benefits it brings are the result of that sort of effort instead of being natural I suppose." I nodded to myself as to confirm that in my head, it made enough sense I supposed. It was obvious that he would have had a bit more trouble with it than me, after all, I was an expert in this field so my knowledge helped patch such things and I hadn't had to pay attention to my mote expenditure like he did. "It will be even better when everything is done, the manses will provide twice as much as the demesnes would. I might be able to tweak some things to make it somewhat better as well, but that will come in time. I've had some ideas for another supplement to Wyld Shaping Technique that I have been working on for a while, and it might help. I am glad to see that it should be satisfactory for your use though," I said, giving him a smile as I said that. It was good that everything would work as intended and that he would be able to get his work done thanks to it.
I listened to his explanation, and it did make enough sense I supposed. When one got used to not being surprised, it did make sense that they would be rather unhappy when they did come about. I rather liked them, really. It meant that there was more to be learned and that my knowledge hadn't hit the point where it was all-encompassing enough that I could just derive whatever was left from what I knew. Getting a null when I did not expect one was always one of the more exciting areas of research, even if it didn't often get any wider attention or publication. It meant that I needed to rethink what I knew and add to my web of knowledge. "That makes enough sense I suppose, though I guess as a Devonian surprises are a welcome occurrence. It means that there is more to be known and that something warrants more investigation, which is so much more interesting than just deriving more knowledge from what I already know," I said, explaining my position on them. Of course, that just applied to surprises in my field of research, but the general appreciation for them bled over to surprises in general. It meant that there was still more to know, more to explore, and more to tame and make my own that I did not know. It was what made life interesting and fresh, at least in my opinion. I nodded at what he had said about the pulse, it was pretty much correct after all. "Yes, that is rather spot on. I used the increased Essence to lessen the amount of shaping I needed to do as well, as the temporary fluctuation made it more akin to a higher level manse than it would normally be, letting me just stabilize that potential instead of having to create it from scratch, along with the benefit you mentioned. Modifying what is already there is so much simpler and safer than creating from scratch when possible after all," I said with a nod as I expanded on what he had said. I made a note to cross off that experiment where I detonated a large essence explosion in their reality, at least until I got a better idea of if the world could handle it and what effects might occur and what precautions would be useful when he mentioned it would be optimal for me not to do it, which just meant that it would likely cause a lot of work for him if I did it as things were right now.
As we walked I took glances over at his plans, integrating them into the plans I kept in my mind at all times as I thought about how best to integrate them into the larger manse structure. Several different designs came to mind, and I filed them all away for refinement when the time was right. I needed to get the rest from him and those might not even be the full design, so overthinking it at this stage would just limit my options later when the full plans came across. "That makes sense, I will prioritize that then," I said, nodding a bit before tilting my head at his comment, "I mean, not really? If I work at full speed it doesn't take me too long to get things through planning and into production, and even completed. Especially when I have access to a hearthstone like the one that I have planned at for the central control manse. It only would take be approximately 48 hours to go from concept to completed artifact for something on the level of a Soulbreaker Orb should I have the materials necessary, even quicker if I were to supplement the process with shaping. If I were needing to replicate the process, it would fall drastically in length as well. Though I suppose I might need to increase the time to accommodate your working speed...hmmm I'm not sure how to factor that in," I said, thinking to myself about that as we worked our way to our destination.
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Post by shinzo on Sept 26, 2017 4:51:24 GMT
Good. Very good. She continued to prove herself intelligent, reasonable, and adaptable, things that the Solar Exalted as a whole seemed unable to be when combined in one area at all. This was good. Hopefully it would continue to be the case, continue to prove that Gold was the true and correct path, and that Bronze was an altogether unnecessary and dangerous step to take Creation towards. So that the Era of Dreams would continue ever onward, not subject to diminishment. "Hah, of course, of course. I got a bit intemperate there, so it's really my fault anyway." I say, calmly replying and deflecting away my concerns over Essence and her lack of worry about the matter. I nod eagerly as she talks about the ending specifications of the manses. "That's excellent, I often find myself running low after a long day working on astrology." I laugh. "Speaking of which, talk to me about any ascending destinies you'd like to have after we get the Loom and Pattern Spiders functioning. I'd rather wait until then, because unweaving all the twists of destiny by hand sounds like a real chore in that regard." I shrug, smiling. "Though, if you have something you really have your eyes set on, I could go out of my way as a special favor for you~" It was fun being playful and relaxed again...I hadn't been able to do that enough, between everything that's happened, and everything I had to do. I needed to remember to be me...because if there was one thing I was sure that happened that night, it was that something made me stop being me.
Shrugging at her very Solaroid take on surprises, I shrug. "We'll agree to disagree, then. I certainly see the merit in your choice, but when your domain is in the future and fate, it's hard to be too comfortable around things that we can't control. It's why the Maidens saw fit to give us the tools to dispatch those outside of Fate with rather extreme prejudice...though it would be nice if they gave us a bit more freedom in that regard." Sighing, I shrug. "Still, we make do...it's hardly any worse than needing to deal with that bureaucratic mess in order to get our jobs done in the first place." I nod along with her lecture on the finer details of essence expulsion mitigation...I probably didn't need to know that, but the facts were interesting stuff that I didn't mind following along anyway.
I shrug as she talks about her speed. "It's just more, well, efficient to have multiple projects going on at the same time, especially for me because I can just have a few going on in the background by themselves that I could take over as I finished or when down-time happened. Generally, a lot of projects do have downtime, it's just that, as the projects go at our pace, it means it's time to shift to another plan." The fact that she went full-force into one project was...well, it was very Solar of her, but it wasn't exactly efficient by any means. No matter how fast one went, that just increased the free time that simple processes of creation allowed for simultaneous work to be done, and greater efficiency to be acheived from multitasking. That was how I thought of it at least. "In any case, hopefully the work will be done quick. As soon as it is, free use of Ascending Destinies should make subsequent tasks much easier, especially with Pattern Spiders that don't bite."
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Post by Kishar on Sept 26, 2017 6:48:52 GMT
I nodded at what he said listening and letting most it slide by without a response until he mentioned sidereal astrology effects, which caught my interest again. It wasn't as if he wasn't important to me, he was a good comrade, but I had a rather bad habit as I had explained before of just spacing out at times. This time I had been thinking about a few different ideas on how to make the respiration better for the both of us, and I came up with a few that might be possible with the further modifications to Wyld Shaping Technique that I had came up with, namely giving the area around the Sidereal Observatory a 'sidereal' flavor for lack of a better term, it would help him respire essence faster if I managed to get it working as I had thought it might. Another had been editing the plans I had for my meddling with how this area interacted with the Shinma so that it would give it a Sidereal aspect to the whole area, but I figured that the application of Solar Sanctuary afterward would just make it a moot point really so I scrapped the idea. "Feel free to wait until we get the loom and the like back up and running, after all, putting a destiny on an Exalt of our power would be as much of a chore as putting such a destiny on over a hundred million mortals, so I would not want you to have to deal with that without those tools," I said, giving him a smile before continuing, "However, after you get that done a high frequency Hound-Chases-Rabbit Blessing would be the first thing that comes to mind, and then Artless Prodigy Blessing and Blissful Idiot Blessing might also be useful, preferably all related to my crafting or just my work in general if at all possible. I trust you are adept enough with Astrology to come up with the proper triggers to make those work to make my work easier so that I can help us both get out of here and set creation straight faster," I said, giving him a smile as I did so.
I nodded, listening to his take on surprises. It made quite a bit of sense given what his Exaltation's place in Creation was and the amount of paperwork I could only imagine went into things when 'surprises' happened to him. "That makes enough sense, and I shall agree to disagree as well here. It seems to just be a rather intractable difference based on the way we view the world and our own places within it. I do have more than a little sympathy for the amount of paperwork that must be involved in what you do when a surprise does occur from my experience with the paperwork that I had to submit to Yu-Shan, and I can only imagine it is even more for someone on the inside who deals with it on a daily basis," I said with a bit of a smile of empathy,trying to get across the fact that I did care a bit about the fact that it caused him trouble, I just had trouble stopping myself when it came to this. After all, not only was it my purpose to further the knowledge of the unknown and create unexpected situations to draw knowledge from them as a Twilight, I also had very personal reasons to dig deeper and deeper into the knowledge of the world in order to fulfill my own wishes, after all, nothing that currently existed in this world could give me back what I desired, so I needed to keep going until I found something that could.
"Well, I have been working on a charm that might allow me to work on a few projects at once so long as they are near enough to each other, which may or may not work with the teleportation allowed by Solar Sanctuary, I am not quite sure. Even now I can work on two things in the same place at the same time when I use my Essence Arms, I suppose I just like devoting myself to one thing when I can. It feels like it makes things easier to get done, and when it takes less than two days to complete a single project when I go at full force and ignore sleep, I just tend to find it an easier thing to do I suppose. Having charms that makes it so that a project can complete itself on it's own sounds quite useful and makes your approach more viable I suppose," I said with a nod as I thought on it, "Perhaps I should take that advice and work on that charm a little more. It might make things easier, probably after I get the loom and spiders done since I am unsure if it would even help due to the distance between the Genesis Lab and the Factory Cathedral making it hard to know if I could do them at once with it." I nodded at what he said as we arrived at the place in which I would do my work for bringing about the Demesne with Wyld shaping, "Would you like me to put up another palace here while I work? It will be another five hours before this is done..." I say, thinking for a moment before saying, "Actually, I shall just do it either way. You need the sleep quite a bit no matter what you say, I can tell. Just give me a moment." With that, I began the process of summoning the palace, my metasorcerous amulet whirring as it took up the willpower requirement that was normally necessary for casting a spell of the Second Circle, and soon enough I completed it, the Palace springing up around us with the area in which I was going to work being below the floor. I went to sit down in a chair and began to focus, my gauntlet also whirring now as it absorbed the extra reality potential and my anima began to flare as I began the process of shaping the Demesne into existence from what was there.
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