Fara let out an explosive sigh. "Both kinds... all kinds. There's information out there that you're not going to recognize the data packets for. That's going to be normal -- there's an analogue appellation that doesn't make sense when you try to parse it; hunt those down, propagate the packet and prioritize messages that unfold into..."
Fara paused for a moment, licked her lip, and stuttered a me that was short and sweet and more dense than a human throat should manage. Unfolded it produced a starkly vivid image of a creature that didn't look like a daemon. It was a white rabbit. It was the symbol that Jorgand had learned when Fara had helped them finally parse Avengaea's 'conversation' that was the matrix, and it would be the symbol attached to any messages their lost captain might try to use to help them locate him...
But first they needed to secure a connection with their Operator, and that meant casting their nets wide, which was why Fara had mentioned the wavering appellation; their Operator would be working hard against the system to get in contact with them and determine which teleportation nodes would allow the humans to disengage from the matrix and back into their bodies.
Could they secure a node for long enough for Fara to bring Kaitan up to speed, and if so what about Jorgand? Could the Meridian haul her tail to pick up their original extractee quickly enough to capture Kaitan's body? There wouldn't be time. Fara might never get to see the Erysan again.
She balled her fists for a moment as Tunada made final arrangements with Fennel and then she took Kaitan aside. "I have the weight of the world on me," she spoke quietly but urgently. "I don't want to put you in danger and I don't want to take you out of here without your permission; and ultimately the decision has to be yours. People get time to dwell and decide, Kaitan, but I might never see you again... and it would be too much to bear."
She was being given a warning look by the man who was standing watch over them, and their last party member who'd come down out of the rubble. It was time to get a move on, wasn't it?
"I came to my choice because the splinter was already wedged in by the Goddesses. How can all this be right and true and real? How can so much loss and so much stupid tragedy be condoned for the petty games of Goddesses?" Fara tried to work out the passion she'd felt behind that grief. She couldn't come right out and tell Kaitan anything, could she?
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Fara paused for a moment, licked her lip, and stuttered a me that was short and sweet and more dense than a human throat should manage. Unfolded it produced a starkly vivid image of a creature that didn't look like a daemon. It was a white rabbit. It was the symbol that Jorgand had learned when Fara had helped them finally parse Avengaea's 'conversation' that was the matrix, and it would be the symbol attached to any messages their lost captain might try to use to help them locate him...
But first they needed to secure a connection with their Operator, and that meant casting their nets wide, which was why Fara had mentioned the wavering appellation; their Operator would be working hard against the system to get in contact with them and determine which teleportation nodes would allow the humans to disengage from the matrix and back into their bodies.
Could they secure a node for long enough for Fara to bring Kaitan up to speed, and if so what about Jorgand? Could the Meridian haul her tail to pick up their original extractee quickly enough to capture Kaitan's body? There wouldn't be time. Fara might never get to see the Erysan again.
She balled her fists for a moment as Tunada made final arrangements with Fennel and then she took Kaitan aside. "I have the weight of the world on me," she spoke quietly but urgently. "I don't want to put you in danger and I don't want to take you out of here without your permission; and ultimately the decision has to be yours. People get time to dwell and decide, Kaitan, but I might never see you again... and it would be too much to bear."
She was being given a warning look by the man who was standing watch over them, and their last party member who'd come down out of the rubble. It was time to get a move on, wasn't it?
"I came to my choice because the splinter was already wedged in by the Goddesses. How can all this be right and true and real? How can so much loss and so much stupid tragedy be condoned for the petty games of Goddesses?" Fara tried to work out the passion she'd felt behind that grief. She couldn't come right out and tell Kaitan anything, could she?