high-energy physics

[warpfairy]

Federation political prisons are not particularly uncomfortable. She's not going anywhere, but she can read, she's considering taking up an instrument, the only really awkward thing is that she doesn't particularly want to be supervised while she's sweating her way through her next pon farr one way or another but that's years off. That and she wishes she'd taken longer to get caught. But she was running out of the really low-hanging fruit anyway.

This is what she signed up for. She makes up imaginary profiles of people on the planets she got to, people who can live longer fuller lives with the stars in reach, one per day. One per day and she'll have loads of estimated impact left unused when she dies. Perfectly reasonable tradeoff and she can still read books.

Someone wants to interview her about Vulcan; they don't want to lose anything that anybody remembers; she gives the interview and then picks up some poetry.

Comments

[warpfairy]

"Wow. I do have psi but it's touch range, awkward to negotiate without preestablished communication."

[lintamande]

"Quendi have osanwë, range is a few hundred miles."

[warpfairy]

"...That's really something, even Betazoids don't have that much range and they're basically the gold standard for psi around here."

[lintamande]

"Well, you have to know someone well. I don't know if I'd count as knowing you well, since you're Bella but not my Bella."

[warpfairy]

"Nobody but my mother calls me Bella! It's Isabella, or T'Mir."

[lintamande]

"Since you're sort of like someone I know, I might have a lot of range on you. Might not."

[warpfairy]

"Maybe we should find out before we know each other more individually, then."

[lintamande]

"I don't have enough mana for another teleport, so let's try after I sleep."

[warpfairy]

"Is all this magic learnable?"

[subtly_artistic]

"Yes! Well, probably, I don't know if it'll turn out that everybody from every plane can learn it, but in principle yes."

[lintamande]

"And on science fantasy planes we can test it and experiment and develop more of it."

[warpfairy]

"Science fantasy."

[subtly_artistic]

"My world doesn't allow science - experimenting systematically on things best case scenario gets the rules changed on you and more than likely gets you killed or worse if you don't stop. But we have fantasy stories about science working and how nice that would be, so I've been calling planes where science works 'science fantasy'."

[lintamande]

"Our plane is technically science fantasy but the Valar will make magic stop working if they're worried and mad."

[warpfairy]

"I feel like I'm getting an extremely spotty picture of the other 'planes'."

[subtly_artistic]

"Sorry. I've got a lot of books and crystal balls full of notes from both, you can pick up whatever you want to know about them, but it's hard to know where to start!"

[lintamande]

"And she doesn't speak Pax or Quenya," Fëanáro says. "We can translate for you, though."

[warpfairy]

"I mean, you can probably program a computer to autotranslate to readable quality, if you can get the text in digital form and give it enough of a corpus and starting correspondences to chew on the languages for a while, but I have no idea of the compatibility issues with crystal balls..."

[lintamande]

"The computer is the science ethernet? We haven't figured out how to make it talk to crystal balls yet but I'm sure it can be done."

[warpfairy]

"Computers are the thing via which you access what I suspect is the thing you're calling the science ethernet."

[lintamande]

"I haven't learned how they work yet," he says, frowning. "We were trying to get interplanar messaging. Speaking of which, is this a good planet to dump everyone in Materia?"

[warpfairy]

"...You should really ask the Davlians first. I suggested this planet because they seemed nice and didn't join the Federation and might be glad that I gave them warp anyway."

[lintamande]

"This plane probably has some unoccupied planets too, we could put them there."

[warpfairy]

"Sure, plenty. If you want to go steal my ship out of impound we could all cram into it and go looking for one that isn't claimed, it's designed for survey."

[lintamande]

"Tomorrow," Fëanáro says, "when I have mana, we shall steal a starship."