trans_9 | mr. blue sky please tell us why

Red was not sure which was distracting him more...The fact that this city seemed to remind him of everywhere and nowhere at once, or the fact that he was now wearing a skin-tight suit that seemed to pulsate with living veins but smelled of plants.

After the strange creature following him in the Pod Caverns had disappeared, he hadn't seen another living being. Well, unless you counted this entire city. He was certain now that it was a city. Once he emerged onto the surface, he could see the sky and this planet's star...but that still didn't answer the question of where he was. Whatever Stacy was, her exceptionally literal interpretation of questions meant that Red wasn't getting the answers he was looking for.

Hopefully when he found another being, they'd be slightly more helpful. He needed more information on this place if he was ever going to find out what being "chosen" meant, or if he was needed back at the Rebel base. He would have to be careful with any other sentients he came across, just in case they were allied with the Imperials...

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Red clicked his jaws together in satisfaction, doing a slight hop from claw to claw. "At least she is attentive. And helpful, in her own fashion."

He rolled the nictating membrane over his eyes and held it there. At least he felt a LITTLE less foolish when miming some form of communication than in speaking to empty air. "Yes, please, Stacy. I fear we haven't yet got our bearings on this planet."

There were no rows of pustules in the City, so Stacy began by instructing them to turn to Red's left and proceed towards the corner of the building that they were standing beside. This movement was to be followed by a turn to the right, and then they were to proceed thirty-two point seven eight feet before taking another left, and so on, culminating in their arrival at the Hub.

||I will repeat instructions should you become lost.|| she added.

"A 'droid'? It is a robot, but it's not really humanoid enough to call an android..."

Lacaille fell silent for the moment while Red spoke to Stacy, still a little disconcerted by the method of communication it used; it wasn't the fact of its existence that bothered her quite so much as that it still felt strange having thoughts broadcast into her mind.

Only when it had finished giving the directions did she speak up again. "I don't think we will, but thank you." With a quick look over at Red, she started off, setting Haro down so it could bounce-flutter along behind her. She followed the directions quite precisely, even cutting her long stride short a few times to conform strictly to the distances given by Stacy.

"Isn't this place amazing?" she said, smiling broadly as she walked. "I've never even imagined anything like most of this technology--even these clothes are just... leaps and bounds from anything we have, let alone its dimension-crossing capabilities--well, that's just a theory of mine right now," she clarified quickly, "but it's what the evidence so far seems to point to."

The Tiss'shar watched the little droid bounce along behind Lacaille as they walked. He was interested in it more than however amazing the world was. A droid, but not a droid? What was its function? He attempted to hide his distraction and focused on resuming the conversation. He hoped she had not noticed his momentary lapse of attention.

"Dimension crossing capabilities? What leads you to that conclusion? While I agree that the technology here is, tsss, unusual compared to the norm, I can't bring myself to call it amazing." Weird, yes. Interesting, yes. But amazing was the kind of word Red tended to reserve for something that didn't involve gooey foul tasting plants clinging to his scales.

"I met someone else here who claimed to be from Earth--that's our homeworld--well, not mine, but my species's..." Realizing she was starting to ramble, she moved on. "The strange thing about it was that he's apparently from about five hundred years in my past. Almost all of the historical details matched up, but... he and people he knows are able to do things that are..." She stopped just short of saying 'impossible'. "... extremely unlikely in my world. Unassisted flight, time travel--things that break all our known laws of physics."

She grinned, seeming to be thoroughly enjoying the role of exposition-giver. "So, by Occam's Razor and the fact that the many-worlds theories have not been disproven, I think it's safe to assume in the absence of further evidence that we're dealing with multiple realities." Suddenly, she halted almost in mid-step, looking thoughtful. "Do you think it might know?" she mused, nodding upwards in a gesture intended to indicate Stacy.

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