OTA | Sending Crystal

[alankazam]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Alan
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: Maybe y'all should keep closer track of your crystals
WHEN: Waves hands vaguely
WHERE: Everywhere
NOTES: Jack away...I'm sure there's a better way to phrase that

Hello, little rock.

You ask so many questions. All day, all night, and in all voices. What's worse than dying? Who are elves? How do you kiss one?

Listen to me: I can ask questions too. What are stars made of? Who put them there? Do you think they must have been very, very tall?

And — Who do you belong to?

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[alankazam]

I don't know. I've never been to Orlais. You fell? All the way from the sky?

[ babe did it hurt, when u fell from that crazy glowing shit ]

You must be very good at landing. [ Not the slightest hint of a joke. ] Where were you before that? Or are you like the stars?

[provenforce]

It... was from one of the ones that opens closer to the ground. Fortunately. [She imagines if they had fallen from the really high rifts there would be less of them.]

Before I was here, I was in a different galaxy. Maybe different universe completely, I'm not sure.

[alankazam]

[ There she goes again. Galaxy, universe — he supposes it must be another way of describing the Fade. ]

It must be a difficult transition, [ Dreams are peculiar, but to be forced into the waking world? Must be stranger still. ] Having a body. Do you know whose it was?

[provenforce]

[what]

Um... Mine?

[alankazam]

You manifested whole?

[ His voice lifts slightly, curious. She doesn't speak like a demon — but he's never seen another sort of spirit take form. ]

[provenforce]

[what]

I didn't manifest. I fell. Through a hole. Connecting this reality to my own.

[alankazam]

[ Yep. Definitely a spirit. They could learn so much about the Fade from this!! ]

What was it like, where you were? How are you finding our world?

[provenforce]

Different from here. More advanced technology, less magic. This world isn't terrible, but some of the ways people think around here... [Not that her galaxy is perfect, but come on, Thedas.]

[alankazam]

[ "Technology" again. Like the other. Odd. This conversation keeps getting more and more odd. ]

Not terrible is high praise. [ There's the hint of a smile, behind his voice. ] Do people really think so very differently?

[provenforce]

There are hundreds of alien races in the galaxy. There is stigma, but I haven't seen the kind of segregation that's expected here. It might exist on planets I haven't been to, but where I'm from everyone is just trying to survive, regardless of species.

Then there's how mages are treated. It's barbaric.

[alankazam]

Which mages? Tevinter and Par Vollen would call each other barbaric.

[ He doesn't sound much as though he has an opinion on either. ]

If you put a wild nug in a box, it's fine. If you put two in a box, they'll fight, to figure out who's stronger. But if you add another nug to that, they'll stop. They have to figure it out more carefully.

[provenforce]

I've only spoken to the ones from Ferelden, Orlais, and... The Free Marches, I think? [She sounds like she's not totally sure on that name. It's a weird name for a country thinks the girl from the planet Jakku.

The thing about nugs confuses her a little and she pauses for a moment before replying.]

...I'm sorry, what's that an analogy for?

[alankazam]

You said there were many kinds of people, where you come from. Here there's just us. And everyone is trying to survive. It's easier to avoid fighting one enemy, when that enemy is one of one hundred.

In Tevinter, mages rule. In Par Vollen, they are kept caged. Here in the country, they burn villages. Who is right? Who is barbaric?