Week 2

[thecastle]

Friday's harrowing events are clear in the minds of many—first and foremost, the death of Rika Furude, and of course the reveal and subsequent "sentencing" of Asch the Bloody. It also serves well as a reminder to everyone that the gloves are off, there won't be an easy way out for anyone and it is unlikely that there will be an option to 'wait it out' in the hopes of not participating in this 'game'. Or, as The Sage and The Teishu put it:

The Challenge.

Despite how you felt about the trial, it's likely that some rest would be welcome after all that transpired. Fortunately, some of your fellow warriors have taken it upon themselves to provide a reprieve of sorts, if you'd rather not be alone.

As if the events of the trial are supposed to be nothing but routine, dawns comes once more Sunday morning, punctuated with the sound of the rooster crowing obnoxiously. Any light sleepers hoping for their rest to not be disturbed may find themselves disappointed. Though, if anyone should wish, they may feel free to try to fall back asleep.

But, maybe that time can be better spent wandering. It seems that some places may have mysteriously unveiled themselves. It might do well to check them out. Or not. How anyone chooses to spend their time is ultimately up to them.

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Comments

[bratsitter]

[oh god what a specialty to have here]

Oh man, coming here must have been a field day for you.

[he's totally laughing at the irony as he takes Ros's carrots to get cooking]

[originallutece]

I still can't understand how they did it. Or at least: I can understand how they might have brought most people, but not how they did it so cleanly. Unless this is a self-contained universe . . .

[Which is possible, she supposes, but it seems unlikely. Rosalind loses herself in thought for a few seconds, then refocuses and adds:]

In any case: if I were still in a position to publish papers, this certainly would be a wealth of research material.

[bratsitter]

A self contained universe, that takes people from different universes?

[At least, that's what it seems like from her comment and how different people's homes are often very different]

Yeah, that must be a bummer. All this evidence and no one to report it to.

[originallutece]

Are you being sarcastic?

[bratsitter]

Not particularly at this moment. I was honestly curious-- how can it be self contained but connected to different universes?

[all this mumbo jumbo...his sister was the scientist, not him. Kazuho would have a field day if she met Ros]

[originallutece]

[Oh, well, all right. She settles down a bit.]

Because universes are inherently self-contained. You know that already; it's why you've never met another world before now. But one can create doorways-- temporary connections. They're not sustainable, but you can drag things through.

Or at least: that's how it was in my experiments.

[bratsitter]

And you've actually done this?

[that's impressed as hell and also scary as hell. What impact would other universes have if they connected? It doesn't sound like it would lead to any good.

Actually-]

So you think we've been dragged through one of these 'doors'?

[originallutece]

Yes.

[She says it simply, a neat answer to both his questions.]

But I can't imagine how they did it to me. I'm not . . . I wasn't . . .

[She pauses for a moment.]

Because I know so much about those doorways, about that field of study, I was also in a position where it ought to have been impossible to take me away. And yet they managed it somehow. I can understand how they did it to the rest of you; I can even understand how they revived the dead. But they shouldn't have been able to take me.

[She isn't saying it self-pityingly, or with an air of despair. Indeed, she might well be talking about a particularly devilish math problem: something that's giving her trouble, that's irritating her by not making sense.]

[bratsitter]

So by knowing about these doors, you shouldn't have been able to be stolen through one?

[or was Ros protected somehow? either thing seemed rather questionable, although that could be because his world didn't have theories for this that he knew of??]

[originallutece]

Not just knowing.

[She pauses for a long moment.]

There was an incident when I was thirty-eight. The machine myself and my other half had built in order to access those doors was sabotaged, and we were, in one sense, killed.

[She doesn't sound all that upset by it.]

But the problem with killing people using a machine like that is that there are unknown consequences. It isn't a fuse box; you can't simply overload it. Robert and I were killed, yes, and yet we weren't. We were . . . scattered among the different worlds. We were dead, and yet at the same moment we were alive. We found ourselves . . . I suppose you could say we were above it all. We could travel from universe to universe, world to world, as easily as you walk from room to room.

Nothing could touch us. Nothing could hurt us. Except now I'm here.

[bratsitter]

[ woah ]

That almost sounds like proof of Ghosts, honestly.

[That's???? such a fantastical story like wow. Nothing Yukimi knows really compares. Not the kira or the other kinjutsu or even the shinrabansho.]

[originallutece]

Not ghosts. But something like it. We certainly menaced a few people when we were getting used to our new state of being.

[bratsitter]

To the uninformed it's basically ghosts. I don't blame you for having fun with it.

[especially if she was just stuck with it like that. at least she had a friend???]