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.

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[warpfairy]

It's very nice, but T'Mir is fine in her ship. It's cozy and she's used to it and it has her ship computer in it.

[subtly_artistic]

Bella's all settled into her bungalow, too, but of course will visit.

[lintamande]

And the capital city is built, and crops are planted, and crop songs are conveyed by earpiece from Valinor.

[subtly_artistic]

It takes a little finagling to get the computer to accept earpiece calls, and it's slightly awkward to call T'Mir's mom and explain what's going on and ask her to buy Federation-computer-compatible music players for someone to go pick up (Davlians are working on getting system compatibility between their computers and Federation standard, but it's complicated work), but presently they have a device singing in every field.

[lintamande]

....can a method of importing precious and semiprecious stones from Valinor be arranged? They'd make the city prettier and it looks like it'll be hard to find them here.

[subtly_artistic]

...sure, summoning objects is not likely to be technically impossible. If this is a priority.

[lintamande]

Well, they'll need it anyway to steal a library, won't they?

[subtly_artistic]

This is true.

[lintamande]

Accepting gifts from Valinor will be a good use of the spell before they try using it for grand theft library.

[subtly_artistic]

Reasonable. Work begins on object-summoning. This will also be convenient for immigrants who want to bring their homes.

[lintamande]

The city is laid out to permit people to arrive with homes or without them, and for people who prefer living in beautiful open-air stone buildings or in trees or in ordinary houses. Trees are being sung up to make the streets shady.

[subtly_artistic]

What a nice city. Bella is proud of it.

[lintamande]

Everyone is proud of it. It really is beautiful. It has a not-exactly-a-palace central administrative building which is a glorious mishmash of everyone's favored architectural styles that somehow comes out quite well. Fëanáro developed a variant grease spell that lets him go wildly skidding around the floor.

[subtly_artistic]

So cute.

What's the news from Valinor? Bella doesn't expect it to move very fast, but as long as they're calling on a daily basis...

[lintamande]

The Valar want all Ilúvatar's children - which is currently the same thing as 'all Quendi' to be safe and wish they'd stick to places where they can definitely find their way to Mandos but agree that this could not wisely be enforced. There's still a city in the works in the Outer Lands. There might be visitors to this planet but probably no one would stay.

[subtly_artistic]

Well, visitors are welcome.

It may not be time yet to start mass-importing Materians but it is probably high time Bella's parents got a look at what she's been up to. ...This is going to be an awkward earwire call.

[lintamande]

Fëanáro hugs her. "They'll probably be proud of you."

[subtly_artistic]

"Maybe. I can hope." Hug. "Well, here goes."

And she goes outwardly quiet, talking to her mother first.

[lintamande]

"Well?" he says when she's done.

[subtly_artistic]

"...Uh, Ranae thinks there is a decent chance she is possessed or something and a demon or something is imitating my voice but agrees that a demon probably wouldn't be able to summon her to a place like what I described and says I may do it after she's had a few hours to write letters and pack."

[lintamande]

"Okay," he says agreeably.

[subtly_artistic]

"So I'm supposed to call back in four hours and see if she's ready. I guess I call Charlie now."

[lintamande]

"I sort of wish my parents weren't the King and Queen and could come."

[subtly_artistic]

"That'd be nice, wouldn't it." Sigh.

[lintamande]

"Yeah. Though if they weren't we might not have met."