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[In the current move, Sasha has just accepted an oath of service from Jedao, a relationship Reshad believes is coercive. I'm not sure whether this properly counts as character rp or a new half-move, but I think we all need some new space to deal with the fallout!]

Sasha is waiting outside the antechamber. She has tied her scarf again, and looks as put-together as she ever does. "Are we having this conversation in my office?" she asks Reshad. "Or over tea, with everyone?"
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From: [personal profile] bariolage
Ione is not laughing at Sasha's response to Gerae. She's not. She has a straight face because this is serious (but okay, there was a little crinkle to her eyes there for a second; Reshad and Sasha may have seen it).

"Okay," she says, and takes a long exhale. "So. First to clarify, I do have filters; in order to read him without things getting lost in the space between his field and mine, I would have to be touching him directly." Thus, the gloves: not having hand-to-skin contact with anyone prevents her from being overwhelmed. Or influenced, but that's another story for another day.

"The most important thing I picked up on is that I think it is very important to honor his word, and that it was the right choice to take that oath; I think he sees some kind of escape in it? That will make him inclined to work with us better, I think it's maybe protecting him or -- fuzzy, I'm sorry, but. He was very ... he seems at least actively self-destructive if not suicidal, so I'm not able to discern right now if he's using us as a tool for this or for some other means. It may not matter?" She stops to twirl her hair around her finger again, having to fidget as she wasn't working with a prepared speech. "But he never lied to us and everything he said was sincere - the rebellion's cause interests him, I think. That was washed out, though, by the -- intensity of his oaths and the emotional pain. It's too tangled for me to see clearer, I'm sorry. I could do a closer read but someone would have to be with me and he would have to consent."
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
Ione's description is fascinating on one level, still distressing on another. Reshad grabs for a metaphor and seizes on 'filters.' So, like particulates on a space station, maybe, and her gloves keep the worst of the dust from getting to unprotected skin.

"I do hope it'll ease working with us," she agrees. "And we must take precautions not to become a tool to hurt him further." There are questions -- so many questions! -- but that, she'd read loud and clear. She listens to the rest, and Sasha's comments, with one hand in the nest. Waiting for a touch that finally does come, a little faerie dragon curious or hungry. She scoops it up and pops a bit of goop into the crimson gape.

"I'm concerned, and not all of it is for him." She turns wide eyes on Sasha for a moment, then glances back down at the hatchling. Bright red scales adorn the hungry little creature, and she smiles at it, a sudden change of expression.

"He threw over his oaths to leaders he considered unworthy. Not easily, I don't think, but once done is easier done again."

"Nor do I think he has context to understand your existing bonds." She waits, but her serious mood is again interrupted as she gives the nipping hatchling another mouthful of paste.
Edited Date: 2019-10-05 03:34 pm (UTC)
yhlee: Alto clef and whole note (middle C). (hxx emblem Rahal)
From: [personal profile] yhlee
Gerae stirs. "I know I'm very junior in this organization," he says, "and that I certainly don't speak for the other Rahal, but I would strongly recommend doing that scan, Ione, if you can secure his agreement. If he's unstable, we really need to know how deep it goes." He flushes and lapses back into silence, ostentatiously petting the hatchling that he's currently feeding.
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From: [personal profile] venndaai
Sulen moves over to Gerae, ostensibly to admire the hatchling he's feeding, but also putting themself between him and Sasha. "Ione's ability sounds more effective than ours, at least in these circumstances." They're not sure they'd really want to scry Jedao even with a full hept. There's something unsettling about his signifier, though Crowned With Eyes isn't one they've had any bad associations with before.

Re: [a couple of possible GM threads]

Date: 2019-10-07 03:31 am (UTC)
yhlee: Alto clef and whole note (middle C). (hxx clock)
From: [personal profile] yhlee
[Noted--will get to this tomorrow as I am fried tonight. I appreciate the help!]

Re: [a couple of possible GM threads]

Date: 2019-10-09 09:32 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] yhlee
[Sorry I'm late responding--I'm sick with what may or may not be the flu, or may be something else entirely, will try not to fall behind again...]
yhlee: Alto clef and whole note (middle C). (hxx emblem Nirai)
From: [personal profile] yhlee
There's a rattling noise in the cupboard as Sasha's powers threaten to activate--and then a teacup shatters.

There's a sudden interruption from the grid, translating for the Cantata. "Excuse me!" it says. The grid somehow manages to convey friendly cheer on its behalf. "Is there a reason the cups are shaking? I asked the other voidmoths in the area if it's any of them and they say they haven't messed with our gravity! Since I am your transportation I thought I should bring this potential safety issue to your attention."
yhlee: Alto clef and whole note (middle C). (hxx emblem Rahal)
From: [personal profile] yhlee
Strangely, Gerae looks really, really excited. "You can break things without touching them?" he asks. "Does it work on locks, too?"
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
"Obvious to wh-" Reshad's in mid-question, tone carefully curious, when the teacups rattle. Ears open for the sound of a siren, she visibly flinches, hand curling protective around the red pseudodragon. The Cantata's voice gives her enough time to settle, and by then the conversation has moved on

Not, she thinks, that she's finished with it.

She looks curious once the rattling is done. "You can- but how?" It's perhaps impolitic, Sasha showing a surprising amount of teeth to Gerae.
yhlee: Alto clef and whole note (middle C). (hxx emblem Nirai)
From: [personal profile] yhlee
The Cantata speaks again. "As long as it's not a gravity malfunction, then. Sorry for prying!"

Gerae, on the other hand--"Is this kind of thing common among your nurse's people? Have you ever tested the range?"

The Cantata thrums. "Maybe she doesn't want to talk about it?"
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
This is fascinating, but it's also a magnificent distraction. Chalk one more onto the list of things she's thought of that Sasha might be able to do with that power.

And that sends her thoughts skipping back to Sasha's revelation in the hallway, and wondering how connected they are. It's a difficult situation - this is important, but the situation with Jedao is important, also. As is the matter of Sasha's ties, left still unexplained. Her hands occupied, Reshad pets the hatchling rather than finding any other way to fidget. Mimicking its silver cohort, perhaps, it stretches its neck toward her hair. Gently, she pulls it away, a few black strands coming forward of her shoulder courtesy of the curious hatchling.

"That's very kind of you, Cantata, but in this case there are things we need to know."

"Calendar... normalization, is what they called it, where I came from. But it was suppression, none the less." It's a small verbal circuit, a bow to what Sasha's already said. "As far as I know, exotics from the calendars subsumed failed to work under the true calendar, but I'm no mathematician. Perhaps Remi might be able to help with your testing?" Aware that she's pulling yet further off topic, Reshad tries to bring it back.

Two exotic abilities functioning under some version of the high calendar, though, is enough to distract anybody.

"Ione, does using your ability put you at risk in ways that wouldn't apply to any one of us?" It's an inelegant phrasing, but the question looms suddenly large.

Re: trying not to break things

Date: 2019-11-05 08:19 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] bariolage
Ione's hatchling has been relocated to her lap, and doesn't seem to be against it now that she's sitting in one place; it can stay settled there without causing any more issues. Even if Ione doesn't understand why it's an issue, there's been more than enough attention placed on Sasha. Better to ask in private, if she even remembers.

Instead, and instead of offering up that one of her siblings is much more destructive with his breaking things without touching them than Sasha is, which was also tempting, she just tries to answer the question:

"Yes, though to a limited extent. I can get overwhelmed and pass out. I don't just read feelings, I'm actually feeling them, so it's very--tiring, and I sometimes have to work hard to remind myself the feelings aren't mine." She wiggles a gloved hand, in case that was the question. "Skin-to-skin contact turns into getting everything the other person is feeling fed into my head and I find it extremely unpleasant to have happen by mistake. Because of the risk of losing consciousness I prefer to be guarded by someone I can trust when doing it intentionally. I have," with that same hand she touches her hair again, but this time it's just the top of her head, "something in here to prevent being like that around everyone all the time. What we are calling an ability is thought of as a disability by some in my home world."

Re: trying not to break things

Date: 2019-11-13 04:14 am (UTC)
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
New thread here!

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