checking out the threads

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Aldrea didn't enjoy the feelings of claustrophobia several sections of the ship seemed to exude. Esplin didn't mind, but the idea of a Yeerk minding tight spaces was absurd in his mind. Yeerks not liking the sensations and capacity they expanded into while in a Host body, certainly. He didn't personally understand that, but he was at least aware that not every Yeerk enjoyed life beyond the pool.

He was, however, currently acting as an Andalite, and the tension she felt was something he displayed in subtle ways as he moved toward the sensorium containing this "Tapestry" he'd read about. The omnicomm's messages were interesting reading, and this Tapestry, paired with what he could find in the Media Library, was one of the things he'd decided he needed to see for himself.

He wasn't sure what he expected, but the reality of the Tapestry in the middle of so much white space was starkly different from anything he'd had in mind. For a moment, it was like reliving his first experience in a host, seeing again for the very first time.

This device could help guide them. If they were patient, and Esplin knew on some level he wasn't as patient as he used to be. There was some battle coming up that the crew on this ship was expected to fight in, if he wasn't all that concerned about that -- yet.

Moving toward the Tapestry, Aldrea nodded her head toward the very thing that seemed to fill the room with presence. Everything was meant to be recorded in here, wasn't it? Best to keep that in mind.

He greeted the Tapesty politely, one stalk eye focused on the entrance while the other tried following the patterns of the Tapestry itself. < Greetings, Tapestry. >

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It was too bad destruction really did nothing for anyone in this situation. < Are we headed more toward one or the other right now? >

[cityship]

The future is always in flux. But unless the path is chosen wisely, destruction is the only choice.

[lessafool.livejournal.com]

Aldrea's full attention came around to the Tapestry. That wasn't much of a choice.

< You exist to help us make the right choices. Are the right choices the wise choices? >

[cityship]

Wisdom leads to the right choices. But the right choices may not always seem the wisest.

[lessafool.livejournal.com]

Based on what review he'd done of the crew on written network and in the media library?

That wasn't saying much. < That leaves much up to guessing and chance. >

Aldrea's tail was quivering, not happy with any of this, but listening, and thinking. < Does this crew working together fall along the wiser paths? >

What few there were.

[cityship]

Cooperation will be necessary, in time. But division is also a useful tool.

[lessafool.livejournal.com]

< Division means we question. >

He borrowed that directly from Aldrea. Division means we weaken and we fall.

< Divison means you don't see the Quantum Virus happen again on a multiversal level. Multiversal. It's a shame for something so vast to cease existing before it's had a chance to be properly examined. >

You mean exploited and destroyed until nothing is left except the Yeerk ideal --

< Exploited is such a harsh term for practical adaptation. > He was considering other implications, if Aldrea's assumptions and berating made it difficult. Her forehoof stomped, and he quelled all motion in response.

< Is cooperation the wiser choice for this upcoming conflict? >

[cityship]

Yes. The path ahead is difficult. Dangerous. For now, it is necessary.

[lessafool.livejournal.com]

Advice from a shifting mass of lights and destiny and past, present, future. He was skeptical, but there were some facts he needed to digest about all of this anyway.

< Of course, > he said, distracted, and not all that close to thankful for that estimate. < For now, it's necessary. >

But not always. Good to keep that in mind.

He turned to make what more or less stood in for an Andalite bow to the Tapestry itself. < Thank you. We'll have to continue to study you as best we can, to recognize what you can offer us in the future. Especially if there's so little to keep us away from total destruction. >

That choice was one Esplin was in no hurry to make, if now there were others he needed to. He kept those thoughts from Aldrea, if she was fretting over the entirety of this odd conversation. Angry, calculating, redirecting what she could back at Esplin.

Cooperation for now. What a prospect. Especially with this crew.