odd little alucine

[affodell]

It's never previously occurred to Cayra to put a door across an alucine boundary, but now that she's encountered it in practice it makes sense. It makes it visually obvious and it lets you lock it if you want. This door wasn't locked, and it looked like it led to a public bathroom, not a bar, from the signage, so she's still confused. Still, it's a good idea. She twists open the glass vial pendant around her neck and bends her head to the little blue lily inside to make a note of it; as an afterthought she tries to send it off to her antheomancer-chatcircle, anything to have a decent conversation, but it doesn't go. Her flower doesn't look wilting, but she can put it back in the garden and get a fresher one for the vial later. At least her personal files look okay. She closes up the vial again, giving the flower a touch of antheomancy for its health, and finds a bathroom inside the bar that dominates this little alucine.

And then she emerges into the bar. It doesn't seem to be staffed. Or stocked. Why wasn't it locked?

Hello, anybody here?

with Flynn (ErinFlight)

with Harry (andaisq)

Due to some icon rearrangement errors, some of Flynn's tags appear with an incorrect icon. The correct face for this thread is Rosario Dawson's.

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[erinflight]

"What gives you guys your light? Do you have little suns?"

[affodell]

"No, it's just, daylight. Is there a big fireball somewhere here that you're seeing?" Cayra squints at the clouds. "I just see clouds."

[erinflight]

"No, but the clouds might be covering it. It would be about this big," Flynn holds up her thumb and forefinger curled into a circle. "Where do the alucines come from? Do you find them?"

[affodell]

"I thought you said it was huge. And yeah, people find or make new portals and those lead to alucines."

[erinflight]

"It's really really far away. That's why alucines sound so strange to live in, I think I would get claustrophobic. I grew up with this gigantic universe, knowing there was infinite space even if I couldn't reach it. But you grew up in a series of boxes. It probably doesn't feel like that to you, but still..."

[affodell]

"Lots of them are huge. And they're all attached to more of them. Aeromancers get claustrophobia and they don't have a problem with normal-sized alucines."

[erinflight]

"Can anyone become a 'mancer?"

[affodell]

"Well, anyone with access to knowflowers, but I didn't bring one, just a speakflower, and I think it's wilted a little because I can't get it to network."

[erinflight]

"I wonder if I could use it? Even if it can't combat my vices directly, it might help me figure some stuff out. My own attempts have not been very effective."

[affodell]

"It won't network but it's still doing personal petals, go ahead and try." Cayra unscrews her pendant and hands over the blue lily.

[erinflight]

Flynn takes it gingerly, "I'm noticing something. I can sort of feel it in my head and maybe put my thoughts into it. Oh!" Flynn jumps back, dropping the flower. "The threads, from my weaving, they gathered when I tried."

[affodell]

Cayra narrowly manages to catch the flower's vial before it hits the ground. "Whoa! You accidentally did magic...?"

[erinflight]

"It was more like the magic noticed what I was doing." Flynn pauses, staring at something only she can see. "Can you tell if I was able to put anything inside?"

[affodell]

"Maybe, if you made it public." She bends her head over the flower. "Yeah, you left a public petal, not that anyone's likely to stumble across it in the network when it doesn't connect to anything."

[erinflight]

"Good! I've never seen the threads react like that before. Maybe it will mean something. Are there any vices in your magic that cause empathy, cowardice, or overthinking?"

[affodell]

"...Friendliness, calm, hyperabstraction?" suggests Cayra.

[erinflight]

"If I could find a way to get from your world to mind, those could really help. I'm already getting more rash, I wouldn't have walked through the door to come here a month ago. What do you think this place is anyway?"

[affodell]

"I thought it was just a bar in a neighboring alucine. I'm not sure anymore."

[erinflight]

"It might be worth using a little magic to figure it out," Flynn reaches her hand out, as if to play an invisible harp, then gives her head a quick shake. "Nope! That's a terrible idea. Weaving is such a vicious cycle. It lowers my judgement, and then I'm even more tempted to use it the next time."

[affodell]

"Well, I can't figure it out with antheomancy or automancy. But this just looks like a bit of outdoors. Maybe if we go back inside a bartender of some kind will show up eventually?"

[erinflight]

"Good plan, much better than using up my finite sanity to satisfy my curiosity." Flynn takes a deep breath, and starts walking back towards the bar.

[affodell]

Inside the bar: there continues to be no bartender.

Cayra goes over to the bar - and then yelps when a napkin appears out of nowhere.

[erinflight]

Flynn peers curiously over her shoulder.

[affodell]

The napkin says, Hello. Can I get you anything to drink?

[erinflight]

"Who are you?"