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

[subtly_artistic]

It's convenient.

[warpfairy]

They'd been assuming she was a human. Huh.

[lintamande]

The people settling this planet look human but some have psi. Maybe there's a Betazoid ancestor. Is that how ancestry works?

[warpfairy]

Half-Betazoid half-humans have psi, but less than Betazoids, and usually only do emotions, not anything more complex on their own. Quarter-Betazoids have even less than that.

(T'Mir volunteers that she's got a below-average but still similar to a full Vulcan dose of her own variety.)

[lintamande]

Maybe the people here have Quendi ancestry, then. Fëanáro shrugs. There aren't any Quendi here yet because it's not pretty enough but eventually there might be.

[warpfairy]

The Starfleet anthropologist is curious about that!

[lintamande]

Quendi like beautiful things. He'll show her Valinor.

[warpfairy]

The Starfleet anthropologist is really impressed!

[lintamande]

"We are," he says rather pointedly, "very pre-warp, we just invented writing. But the gods help when they're not hindering and Bella's world was nearby and more advanced."

[warpfairy]

The Starfleet people are all politely curious about the "gods".

[lintamande]

They created the world and one of them was evil and kidnapped and tortured Quendi but the other ones were good and stopped him and invited the Quendi to come live in Valinor. And they were trying to teach all sorts of things, but panicked at Fëanáro and so he had to leave.

[warpfairy]

The Starfleet people are all very politely skeptical about these entities' godhood but move on when they have this explanation.

[lintamande]

The Starfleet people could go and meet them. That'd be interesting.

[warpfairy]

T'Mir does not think that would be a particularly good idea.

[lintamande]

Fëanáro doesn't know if it'd be good but it'd be really funny.

[subtly_artistic]

Bella doesn't think it'd be funny.

(The Starfleet people are confused.)

[lintamande]

"The gods might send you home," he says. "They can be awful and mean; that's why we left. And they might change things so it's harder for other people to leave which would be bad. But I feel like if all that weren't true and you could just go walk through Tirion and then meet them, they'd be delighted, and it'd be lovely."

[subtly_artistic]

"Yes, well, it would still be problematic under the current conditions."

[lintamande]

"I know." He pouts.

[subtly_artistic]

Shoulderpats.

[lintamande]

Back to Japanese?

[warpfairy]

The linguist is all for it.

Eventually the Starfleet ship goes away. It is expected to come back later with an actual ambassador.

[lintamande]

"That went well," Fëanáro says cheerily.

[subtly_artistic]

"I'm not sure how much we should talk about the Valar."

[lintamande]

"Why not?"