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Entry tags:
- !location: planetside,
- !plot: marriage planet,
- angie spica,
- anwei ayles,
- astrid hoffersson,
- billy cranston,
- brother cargn,
- faiza hussain,
- feldt grace,
- hiccup,
- hit girl,
- hoshi hikari,
- jamie hemeros,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- kang,
- kanoe zouichi,
- karis needleteeth,
- lash,
- lord zetta,
- nathan petrelli,
- phillip,
- rhiow,
- ronnae,
- setsuna f. seiei,
- tim drake/red robin
The Final Test
Eventually, morning came. For those inside the city, it had been a quiet, pleasant night. For those outside...well. At least no one was hurt.
As the sun rose, the sky took on an amazingly beautiful violet hue. As the crew began to awaken, they'd receive a message from Stacy, stating that those intending to attend the meeting with the Moai Elders were to gather near the massive stone stairway that led to the top of the plateau the city of Orongo surrounded.
It was time for the real mission to begin.
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As the sun rose, the sky took on an amazingly beautiful violet hue. As the crew began to awaken, they'd receive a message from Stacy, stating that those intending to attend the meeting with the Moai Elders were to gather near the massive stone stairway that led to the top of the plateau the city of Orongo surrounded.
It was time for the real mission to begin.
[ooc: and done! start tagging!]
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"We have," he said out loud, bowing slightly and keeping his voice respectful. He'd made sure to dress formally, wearing his new clothing meant just for Council business.
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"Yes, and we are willing to work with you for anything needed in exchange from us. Could you explain a little more about this Map to us?"
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"In turn, we as a crew are also willing to thoroughly explain our situation and reasons for being here. As well as our desire to help you and this magnificent planet in any way we can."
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He opens the box in front of him, and inside there was a baseball sized white sphere, constructed of some sort of crystal lattice. A soft glow and a quiet hum emanated from it.
"The Map will lead you to the Tapestry."
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She leaned forward, looking at the map with no little wonder. "Wow," she murmured, then glanced up and bit her bottom lip. "This may seem a silly question to ask, and I'm sure it's only because I'm new to the crew and there's still so much on Stacy to learn, but what is the Tapestry?"
She figured, being new and not part of Command or the Council, she might get away with the question easier than one of the others.
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Excuse Karis if she sounds skeptical. These things always have a catch.
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"Your keepers seek it for another purpose, but the Tapestry shall show you your true path, your true purpose, Thread Walkers."
She then looks over to address Karis' question.
"Your stay here was your final test," she said. "I watched you and your comrades last night. The previous crews your keepers sent had no futures, their Threads cut short. But your Threads shine brightly."
"You will reach the Tapsetry, for the Threads say it so."
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Wild blonde hair and a belt full of tools around his waist, a girl with pink hair, machines, machines that talked and looked like animals, Cybil, she was... how did he remember Cybil from before he met Cybil?
It was all so vague he wasn't sure if he'd dreamed it up, but he had to ask.
"The previous crews--were they from the same ship?" came a very probing question from a monk that had been silent through most of this. "Has the Transmigration 9 been to this planet before?"
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"Cargn Thane already confirmed as much shortly upon our arrival," Setsuna pointed out. To him that wasn't a terribly relevant piece of information either way.
He looked over at the Moai and the Rom.
"Our 'Keepers'... what do they ultimately want? What's their goal?" He didn't ask what they wanted with them, since, to turn the Rom phrase, they were all but a few threads in a rather large tapestry. The fact that they weren't the first Trans9 crew here only pointed out that they were disposable to the people who have enslaved them (or, as most of the crew called it, "rescued them"). He just wanted an idea of what pattern was being woven.
He had his suspicions that they wouldn't answer, but it was a question worth asking anyway.
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"Their path is nebulous, hidden in shadows," she replied. "Indeed, they seek to fight the Ohm. But beyond that, their goals have yet to be revealed to us."
"All we know is that our ancestors had foreseen this day, and that you would be called upon to follow a greater path, beyond what your keepers have in store for you."
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Including the book and the Corpse Bride.
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"How should we use the Map to find the Tapestry - and how will we know it when we find it?"
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He stopped behind the head Moai Elder, reaching down to pick up the Map. The crystalline orb began glowing more strongly now, and the hum emanating from it was slightly more audible.
"It is a psychoreactive material. One that requires great power and experience to comprehend. Of the crew currently awake, I am the best qualified to decipher it."
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He looked over at Cargn, "How long will it take you to translate it?"
He then also looked to the Rom and Elders, "How does this Tapestry relate to what was it you said, about us and our Threads?"
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Hiccup stepped forward, eyebrows raised, an almost amused look on his face.
"Are any of you vague, inscrutable alien people ever just going to have all the answers written down on the back of your hand to just tell us or on a peace of parchment you can just hand over? Plain answers, I mean."
For once, for once instead of getting the map to the mystical place to the vague artifact that leads them to the person that can give them riddles to solve that unlock universal truth when solved, it'd be nice to have it spelled out in plain Norse.
Cliff's notes, vague alien people.
"Especially since between you, the Daligig, and everything else, we have no idea how much we're being yanked around and by who for what ends. If your people foresaw this eeeeeons ago, why didn't your people hold on to those answers to just hand them over to us right now? Here. At this meeting. Why can't you tell us exactly what to do right now? Knowing we'd come looking? We don't know, really, what the Daligig want us for, even if it's probably true our worlds are gone and the Ohm destroyed them. We've been yanked around by gods, for their own amusement. How do we know this map and Tapestry are to be trusted more than anything else we've been told? Why should we trust that any of you have the real answers, know the real paths we should follow to end all this?"
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"Yeah, no offense, but we went through a lot just to get in here. We at least earned a straight answer."
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"Would you mind at least explaining what exactly these 'ancient accounts' detail?" he asked, a simple enough question, but it was something they were still missing a lot of details on.
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He coughed quietly, "I apologize for the rudeness, but there is a great deal of information we are missing, and to say it's annoying would be a vast understatement."
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