crystal; fighting evil by ____light

[undergrunn]

FORM: sending crystal
SENDER: Abella
RECIPIENT: the whole gremlin collection
NOTES: Likely discussion of a battle royale, potential discussion of possession/monstrosities.

Good evening, Riftwatch.

( There's the sound of wind in the background - it's not too hard to tell she's outside. Some might be able to guess she's up on the ramparts, exposed to the harsher winds lashing in from across the sea.

She isn't looking at the sea, though. Her gaze is on those two moons. If she lets her focus drift it's almost like that leering smile stretches across them, before she comes back to herself.

Despite all that, she sounds warm and upbeat. )

I've been thinking a lot about time. How it passes, specifically, in our worlds back home. I've tried to do some reading in the library and looking for older communications on the network, but there's so much and I don't really know where to start or what names to look for.

When I got here, I left a situation where myself and some others were on a countdown, and... I know it's naive to hope they'd arrive here too, when even one person getting here seems like it would require so many variables coming together. Getting multiple people from the same world would be remote, let alone ones that know each other.

( Unless there's some factor about that first person that would be shared by people they know that might increase the likelihood? She sips the glorified vinegar masquerading as wine - sad new rifter budget, etc - and pushes logical enquiry out of her mind, for now. )

The point is that with how unlikely them coming here is, I'm stuck on how time works. I need to at least try to figure out if it's been weeks for them, or if maybe a month here is just a half hour, back home.

( Or something. Anything, really. )

If anyone knows, I'd really appreciate it.

( Abella tries to inject a little upbeat energy in at the end, like it can mask all the worry and everything else. )

Unless anyone else has turned up talking about a real jerk of a moon. If that sounds familiar, send them my way.

Comments

[aberratic]

Cal—no!

[ she's trying to make a FRIEND why would she try to throw caltrops at your teeth!!! ]

It's a little spell, uses barely any effort. There are spells that draw on your energy reserves and tire you out and spells that you can do all day, like... running a long distance versus walking across a room. A cantrip is like walking.

Do you want to come to me or the other way around? Whichever's easier for you is fine by me.

[undergrunn]

That sounds very helpful, honestly.

Would you be alright coming here? I'm hoping to stay in the fresh air as long as I can.

( Typically she's eager to be the helper and go to people. With all the revelations, she's allowing herself the space and the cold. It's the closest she can feel to Oldegård.)

[aberratic]

Certainly, I'll be there in a moment! Who should I be looking for?

[ the faint rustling noises coming through the crystal indicate ness is not waiting for an answer to get moving. ]