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Ambit thoughts [Late in the intro liminal]
Hey, so, uh. I was here like a year ago or something. Some of you might remember me, name's Neeshka, with the horns and the tail and black gryphon. He's back, too, by the way, and kind of hard to miss.
But I wasn't in a dungeon or anything, I just kind of... went off and did my own thing. I was kind of thinking about that, because of something the Fool said when I got back, and something Thorne said a few days ago, and, uh. I kind of wanted to toss it out there for other people to gnaw on because I'm out of thoughts to think about it.
So I was 'out of ambit', right? That's what the Fool called it. But he said that maybe it was all in my head. Like the word he used was "yes" when I asked him if it was real or if it was in my head. So he was saying, I think, that it was both somehow? Only I have stuff in my hammerspace from the places I'd been, and Monkey is definitely bigger than he was when I left. And Thorne and I were talking about, you know, liminal goo and how we're kind of like little Trumps because making liminal rooms is like making a liminal space only in miniature, and I know that fits in somehow, but I don't think I can figure out how it fits.
So I'm tossing that out there. And you guys can maybe figure out how it fits, if it does.
Oh, and don't ask me to talk about where I was when I was gone. I kind of don't remember most of it.
But I wasn't in a dungeon or anything, I just kind of... went off and did my own thing. I was kind of thinking about that, because of something the Fool said when I got back, and something Thorne said a few days ago, and, uh. I kind of wanted to toss it out there for other people to gnaw on because I'm out of thoughts to think about it.
So I was 'out of ambit', right? That's what the Fool called it. But he said that maybe it was all in my head. Like the word he used was "yes" when I asked him if it was real or if it was in my head. So he was saying, I think, that it was both somehow? Only I have stuff in my hammerspace from the places I'd been, and Monkey is definitely bigger than he was when I left. And Thorne and I were talking about, you know, liminal goo and how we're kind of like little Trumps because making liminal rooms is like making a liminal space only in miniature, and I know that fits in somehow, but I don't think I can figure out how it fits.
So I'm tossing that out there. And you guys can maybe figure out how it fits, if it does.
Oh, and don't ask me to talk about where I was when I was gone. I kind of don't remember most of it.
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I guess that means dungeons are sort of physical nightmares. Maybe if you can tell you're in one that makes you a lucid dreamer.
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... okay, well, if that's the case, then how do we know all Jaunts aren't dreams? Big shared dreams? How do we know we're not in stasis right now and just interacting in our minds?
Besides, Fool said it wasn't them who make us go out of... ambit, he called it. He said we do that. So they don't "put" us anywhere.
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[Said with a tone of 'seriously, that's so obvious' that only children can really put forward.]
...Or they change you in a way that is the most useful to them. But I don't think they do that here.
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[Her tone is still the same, though there is a bit of confusion in it too, now. She has no idea what a shoggoth or a sidhe is supposed to be.]
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Though the way you phrase it makes this sound Youkai shaped. Which isn't far off, mind you.
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A few of us have been kidnapped by the Fair Folk in the past. And right now I'm sure as hell not seeing any difference between them and the Arcana.
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A longwinded way to say that you're probably right, and the comparison to Fair Folk is useful.
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[feat. very unimpressed kid voice]
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Hell. The fact that I can hold iron, and most other people here can handle iron, is proof positive that most of us aren't faerie-touched or Changelings.
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And you can't know that they didn't replace your sword with a full-sensory illusion of an iron sword in the first place before you came to here.
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So screw that, I'm assuming a situation where I haven't already lost and have some ability to influence events in my favor.
And I do, in fact, know the difference between a cold hand forged wrought iron nail and a dollar store steel knife.
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[This is clearly the most useful contribution to this discussion and will totally win it for her.
But Jules's attitude towards all of this is kind of infectious and she also can't really imagine being completely wrong. And if she's only partially wrong, she has to imagine as powerful as the Fae teaming up with, say, the gears-corporate...
It circles back to what Jules said, and she doesn't want to go down that road.
So Kitty is out of this and will both physically walk away from where she just stood and also not answer to anyone talking to her on the network any more for a few hours.]
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It's just unpleasant 'cos our magic can't defend against it. But anything more than like, two percent carbon is worthless as cold iron.
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TL;DR for the network is that you work differently than Changelings from home. The Arcana work differently from youkai and the fae from home. Assuming a 1-1 correspondence is dangerous even if the comparison is apt.
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I could teach you. So that next time, you can find your way back under your own power, and not by chance.
[Can it even work that way? She has no idea. But it's better than nothing.]
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[She doesn't mean that seriously. She wouldn't be surprised if Sabetha had been relieved she was gone. But it's the obvious thing to say there.]
I know some portals, and some other liminal stuff, but I won't say no to you showing me more.
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My door's the same as it's always been. Come by, and we can get started.
==> Action? XD
[Well, the joke fell flat, and Neeshka isn't sure how to respond, so she just doesn't. Instead, she makes haste to Sabetha's personal room to see what she has to learn.
Probably a lot.
She pokes her head in if it's unlocked, raps smartly if it isn't.]
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The room inside is wood-walled, large stained glass windows letting in the moonlight beyond. The space is still small, but carefully arranged - bed in one corner, desk and bookshelves lining the walls lacking in windows, small table stocked with wine set opposite the bed. The large cushion near the table is perfectly sized for a gryphon, though Sabetha still has no entourage of her own.]
What do you recall of portals?
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Regular portals, teleporting a little ways, and I can kind of make a portal to catch arrows or bullets shooting at me. That's kind of cool, right?
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That sounds incredibly useful, given how often we seem to find ourselves in the midst of people trying their hardest to kill each other, themselves, and any other poor bastard stuck in the area. Maybe we can exchange some tricks, then. Did you ever pick up the trick of reading what lies beyond a portal? That's the first step to opening them beyond our normal range - being able to distinguish one type of space from another from the sense of the door.
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[Neeshka pauses, considers whether she wants to bring up Sabeth'a dungeon, and then decides to brave it, though she does fly by it pretty quickly:]
I did. Actually. I could tell that you were the one behind that door. I didn't realize that was really related to portals, I guess.
[Monkey, oblivious, just croons and leans into Sabetha's torso for better scritches.]
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The Bond blurs those lines. We'll have to test you against something that doesn't lead to Thorne, Raidou, or myself, to be certain it's not a false reading. We know you've mastered manipulation of Liminal constructs in other spaces, at least...
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Even if some parts of it had been kind of okay.]After the places we've been, yeah, figured it was kind of necessary. So do you need to test the other thing first, or can we just try what comes after that and see what happens?
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I'll form a portal. Without peeking, tell me where it leads.
[She lifts a hand to summon one of the unmistakable swirling vortices, opaque enough that there's no seeing through to the other side - which is in an out-of-the-way corner of the Workshop.
Well, hopefully out of the way. If anyone wanders through in their smallclothes, she'll know she missed.]
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Uh. I think it's the Workshop. Like, back in the back by the door that leads to all the bedrooms?
[Monkey is used to portals. Portals mean they're going somewhere, right? He pulls out of Sabetha's arm to investigate, so better close it fast or he'll hop right through.]
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[The portal snaps shut - it's not one of the longer lasting ones anyhow, and it's no great trick to cancel it early.]
No adventuring today.
The next step is where it starts to get complicated. You have to weave the sense of other spaces together with the twist of thought that allows you to apply Liminal tricks to alternate spaces - like dungeons - and use that to reach for a different aspect of Liminal Space than the one connected to the world of the Jaunt. It's a little like picking a lock blindfolded.
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[That's what she's gathering from that, anyway, looking thoughtful. Monkey squawks at finding his path blocked by a wall, now, and looks over his shoulder at Sabetha accusingly. No fair, tricking him!]
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[That to Monkey, and sounding more than a little amused. To Neeshka, she tips her head in a slight nod.]
A little like that. I'm not certain if how you envision it is actually critical - just the part where you reach beyond where you would typically be able to move.