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 Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2014 1:24 am
Another small answer found as far as equipment and magic. He took back the device, considering the object and its apps idly, "Its information that needs to be added to and expanded in more than just a primer, but a full wiki between the forces of Order. If there's ever anything you can add, please let someone know- either on the Watch, or just Ash or Kallichore. They began it. Its a living document." The term felt uncomfortable to how much it might mean in keeping young senshi and knights alive, if some way for knights to access it and turn it into a general powered primer could be found. "Is Hvergelmir fairly hospitable? Could it sustain people camping a night or two with supplies stocked ahead of time? It might be worth a consideration if its used for the attempt for Cosmos' preferences." Thraen tucked the phone behind some of the bouquet on his hip, shifting some trailing vines to make space. "Small victories and accomplishments are exactly the sort of community building exercises needed to convince people that bigger ones are possible. " Landscape Sutton. Not a name easily forgotten. Landscape. Moon Unit Zappa could be a cousin. Were her parents hippies? Burning Man enthusiasts? "Was there anything else, Hvergelmir? Else I will look for ...Landscape to call at the college?" Does she go by Landscape? Or a nickname? What would that even shorten to? Land? Scape? Landy? Andy? Something else? A middle name? 'Quincy' doesn't seem so bad, comparatively.
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2014 10:27 pm
Hvergelmir nodded with solemnity. "I'll let you know what I can add, if there's anything. I think a resource like this, if it's kept up, might be one of the most important things we have on our side." She poked at her hair to see if it was still in place, which was mainly just to give her something to do with her hands: her hairstyle mostly tended to stay together pretty well on its own. That was fortunate, actually: Hvergelmir wasn't sure she'd be able to put the whole thing back up into its complicated french twist by hand, if it came to it. "My Wonder's fairly hospitable, in some ways. It's protected and safe -- no real hazards or anything. And actually it can support electrical appliances, if you bring them, so there's that." She tilted her head to one side, considering the counterpoint. "But people would need sleeping bags, if it came to that, or they'd be sleeping on flat marble, basically. And there's no food to speak of. Not insurmountable problems, you'd just have to prepare." At his confirmation of her name, though, she balked, holding up a mock-scandalized hand. "My mom was on a lot of drugs when she picked that name out," she averred, trying to put an amused smile on things. "I'll just be Laney, in person. But no -- I think that's it, for now."
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2014 12:46 am
"Once we hear back respectively from Cosmos and at least Chonos, maybe we can set up scheduling better certainties of where and when. And trips to stock needed supplies ahead of time. do you know geographically is your wonder is further from Earth than the Surrounding?" 'Laney' wasn't one I'd have come to, but it certainly works for more usual use. so...see about supply, hunt down Chronos, possibly Castor with care, the Watch and Patrols. Maybe a wiki. She'll be wanting my phone. I think that's it. I need to keep it all in line and from falling out.
At least Alois does have help, as much as he makes out that he's all alone and has no choices. Here is another trying in honest way, and from the sound of it for his own sake. For many, to make scheduled availability. Surveillance of any sort, if discovered, would reflect on her even if done without her knowledge or consent. Undermines the spirit and intent. It is her choice, and Cosmos', ultimately....may such wills protect her as others are disallowed."Fair night, then, miss Gibson."
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2014 8:00 am
Hvergelmir shook her head with a bemused frown. "I'm not sure what the Surrounding, uh, surrounds," she admitted. "Earth, apparently, but I'm not sure, beyond that. Chronos would know better than I do, I guess. My Wonder and the Space Cauldron are both at the center of the galaxy, close to each other." Aware of the conversation coming to its natural end, Hvergelmir began to gather up her things (which weren't many). She brushed off her dress -- an unconscious habit, since she hadn't just been sitting -- and then dusted her hands together. "And you, Mr. Laszlo," she said. "Be safe. Thank you for the tea."
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