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The approach of an aura had been noted, unusual for it's strength and alignment to the Knighthood, but Thraen focussed on the youma until it was no more than powder beneath his boot.

A young voice called out, and not one he immediately recognized by tone alone. One he did recognize as far off, from word choice. French but not French. "Hyperborea. Days and Lives have passed between, and here you stand empowered all the more. It is so for both- to see you alive and after so long. And with some color of a smile still to sit on your aspect. "

She glowed. Like Ida. Like others here and there. Like dream-memory-portent also now old portended to be of some significance. "Much has changed. How are you?"

It could be a loaded question, and he knew it. It was why he never asked the other version, Are you Well? The longer they played, the more likely and more often the answer became Not At All. Or some version of Managing. Alive. Surviving. Coping. He turned from the wreckage of ashes and in few strides met her up part way between their places.

As opposed to corrupted? The implicite language was dour. Had someone the girl had known, in the time between, been corrupted? Or, worse than just known, been friends with and partner to? Bringing up the cross section of events in the between was something too nebulous to do all at a moment's notice—mental card catalogue was already disarrayed in bringing up the girl's name. It did beg if he'd seen her in passing at all at any of the unfortunate larger happenings. "If only strength of arm were enough to buoy us through the darkest hours, day or night. "

He offered out his hand, and wrist, by way of a greeting-grasp to her between equals. " 'Getting by' is a start for many of us. I am much the same, and the Black Watch as well. For as much enthusiasm as it had at the start, participation has been limited to some of the Executors, and the occasional donation as you made. It has at least facilitated one archeological expedition with Athene, searching for missing Senshi, and talks about a wiki and short-form social network like twitter with Ash. Communication is still sparse, and a problem. I've maintained stockpiling and my own tithing. I've been able to teach at least one senshi one-on-one who couldn't take to the Primer. "

" So it goes. If you need anything, there's certainly supply and some practice at most of the basic tenants of the charter. Or if you wanted to headline something, let me know and I'll try to find you manpower and supply. News of your Wonder is encouraging. What have you fixed and found? 'Cosmos' seems....more nebulous than one of the planets, like Mercury or Saturn, for location. Where are Cosmos Wonder's found? And how many people can Knights take to their wonders? If you've taken any, I suppose. It seems variable how sacrosanct their treat Homeworlds and Wonders. "

"I knew neither such thing- that there was a difference of the rings, nor anything of the specifics of who or how they were different. An upgrade? Mistral. Would you be willing or able to demonstrate here? How it works? Does it cost you anything? And if they are connected to the senshi phones, do we scan you into our phones as we do each other...? If you've done this with another senshi. " Thraen's eyes grew sharp with interest and the flow of immediate questions and possibilities. New information was precious, as was a willing source. "We have to actually scan each other to be able to contact each other. I can message and call Athene and Ida of the PSSG, but I cannot reach their teammates, having never met them in person. The knights seem to be able to send messages to people they've never met, so the way the magic works is certainly different and a mystery to me. "

"I'm glad to hear of your triumph in protecting your wonder. " Miasma of what, though. Sounds ominous. Of energies like to the Negaverse? Or free willed ? The Mirror? Possibilities go on. And what is a Code Piece? That can come later, if conversation gets around to it. "The results sound well worth it. Do you have to work the forge yourself? Or is it automated? The SCA might be able to provide some help for practicing traditional forging methods- if it's anything like regular forges, specific techniques would let you work it for hours with less fatigue, and less danger of getting set on fire. Pennsic is not terribly far away in Slippery Rock, Pennsylvania, annual, and they have lessons for many old trades and skills."

"Royal Knight..." the eternal nodded, trying to bring to mind the name undoubtedly come across in other times and places. "Twice a week? Is that usual? How did you come to know it? Stop me at any time, by all means. I think I've posed at least eight question now all in a row. It's rare I get to talk to someone about information and the limits of the magics we all wield or are subject to. Would that it were more often, and it might ebb the deluge on those who brave it with me."

"You say 'know their name'- how does a powered name or a civilian name effect that? Or a fake name? A celebrity may use a professional name different than their legally given name. Or someone who changes their name through a marriage? What identifies a name that will work or not?" Thraen tapped a finger against his own chin thoughtfully. Who knew Faust could manage anything with the technology. Getting him to read the difference of S-A-L-M-O-N and C-H-I-C-K-E-N on butcher's paper is already a challenge.

The video and hologram were combined an fascinating find and demonstration, and the eternal walked around the knight moving his phone while also watching the hologram to see if it mimicked the motions he made in life. Trying to get an idea of the 'camera' the ring might be using for capture as well. Use even as a civilian is such an incredible advantage. I wish I knew a knight well, and had pair of one. Should have. Would have. If knights be what come of officers.

His walk slowed to a stop and he thumbed the phone off. At least it was his left hand. The right felt leaden. At least until she took it in hers, and an alarming pleasantness radiated up his his arm. Instinct was to draw immediately away. It was a feeling not in his control, not tightly managed and manicured into a separation from his immediate self. Doing so, however, was as equally uncontrolled. His lips parted enough to let out a long breath while the touch lasted. Weaponized enough as it is, whether it would burn or no

Camelot. Transcendence. The pendant was taken with a bow-like nod over the hand that offered it. It was a welcome distraction from the crawling, ghost scratches of bark up his spine that spoke of dreams unbidden. "A gift...both unusual and...cherished. Thank you. If there's ever occasion to honor it more than words and affection, I would. "

"Have you...met Cosmos? And Camelot? Spoken with them?"

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"You need not apologize. " he was familiar enough with the basic grammatical structure of 'je suis-', and the tone did the rest of expressing what she meant. "I appreciate demonstrations and explanations both. You intend no ill of it; I take no ill from it."


I wonder if anyone has actually met Cosmos. Or how one does so. That part of the equation of her as a royal I've never heard clue of. Iris was a matter of contacting her directly, *********, or one of the Asteroids...if one should want to. Castor and Polaris are the same sort from impressions on the primer. 'Regular' royals, if there is such a thing. Chronos via the phones. And Knights could do so with their rings. Could a ring message then reach Cosmos? Does she have a senshi phone? Could she be scanned? Is she, or was if the magic be different, a regular human like the rest of us? How old is she? Who is she? But there was some information here more tangible about Camelot.

"Would ..you be willing to write or act in letter of introduction for me to him? If he is amenable to meeting some random senshi just to talk of the knighthood, wonders, and what are no doubt trivial? It doesn't have to be personal, even. If he meets younger knights in group of tutelage, to explain to them how things are, a seat at the back of it would be enough. "

I wonder if he is all those things to outsiders, to senshi, as opposed to knights. There must be such descriptions of Iris out there. Or others of such high rank. Differing opinions of circumstance. I wonder why he should be her aim, instead of Hvergelmir? He turned the trinket over in long fingers, wondering in a hindthought if the thing would remain with him out of uniform, or only in it. Or if subjected to science, it would show up as unidentifiable, or plain quartz. And whether the knight's forge wire wrapped and forged chain all together, or if the giver had needed to do so herself for any crystal she made token of.

An acknowledging nod, and brief, though slow closing of eyes. No, no one is hard to reach if you know their name, it seems. A matter of will and their willingness to communicate back. Or ability, equally mundane in this case as the pinnacle of knighthood.

"Thank you, Hyperborea. For everything. I'll look forward to it. Hale to your hands in doing, and to the pockets be coin, the sun on your windows and all your friendships renewing."