Writing out another na to get us back on track after the little tea party kleptomaniac’s stunt, my finger taps a rhythm on the table. Looking to speak about the one of their number I understand the least about and was really hoping to get more of a feel for him today.
"I’m also aware that a fifth coven’s leader is currently sleeping off his latest efforts in the... insect farm."
"Rue tends to overwork himself. But I’ll relay everything to him."
Blinking and looking at the foreign na I just wrote out so beautifully, [Arun Phamonporn] - it only takes a mont to realize she must be using a nickna or diminutive. I nod at Martha and begin to write out so more info on him.
"What he’s doing to make food for the fish in the aquaponics program, the supplentary protein al for the humans, and as part of the plans to manage the food waste is sothing I might not have thought of to aid those under our care."
"I admit, you’re rising in my opinion as more than a pretty face, but would you have thought of sothing like that at all?"
"I was a fox. I know what it is to eat insects. But no. You’re correct to question ."
Writing my original last na - though I guess Voss does an the sa thing - along with a quick attempt to draw a vulpine form with the stylus, I look at Michelle with her raised eyebrow.
"Thinking *ahead* to prepare storage and thods of sustaining the population of so many important creatures is sothing I would have failed at - and did. As it is, I already neglected to think that survivors might be willing to consu them in the first place."
"Entomophagy is very belittled outside of so cultures."
Sue adds her opinion and context, seeming like she may be defending my oversight. Frankly, she is speaking a lot more than I had been told to expect. Still staring a bit too much, though.
"In any case, I don’t undervalue being shown my blind spots... or being introduced to individuals capable of working in them for the betternt of society."
"You sound so noble."
"Well, I also genuinely was my kingdom’s First Princess in the life I lived before arriving here in this body, so I suppose it would be stranger to sound any different after a re two and a half months."
Sharing those details with the room freely, not particularly ashad to claim-
"Oh really? I had a husband that was a retrocognitive and claid I was the latest incarnation of the Last Princess of Mars."
"Michelle..."
This ti it was Webber who shakes his head and says her na. Her ridiculous seeming words remind of a certain werewolf that would be delighted at that kind of backstory that should be... sowhere in the city.
I wanted to ask about everyone on my roster earlier, when preparing with Claire for this.
> But you didn’t. You kept things to this event. So keep doing that. <
My hands clap together lightly to reset the mood. Right after that, I hear so movent in the blankets Asha rests in that makes anxious, but I’m able to prevent myself from hopping to my feet to get in between him and the others.
Barely.
"Now then. Martha and I have spoken privately about certain... chanics of how a part of my system works. She’s been gracious enough to keep what she’s learned in confidence until I could speak to all of you together like this."
[ The Occultic Reservoir ] cos together as a ’heading’ on the monitor as my stylus flows again. Along with, after a bunch of space skipped, the nas of the three unique perks of the system that seem to have been given their own sort of Augnt.
[ Nurturer’s Tolerance ], [ Guardian’s Composure ], and interestingly enough... [ Mother’s Intuition ] are written underneath [ Augnt Pack ]. It feels strange actually journaling it out in this thod, having only kept the details to myself or spoken briefly with others.
> And at length with Kyrie. Who agreed with my decisions, for the most part. <
"When Martha joined my pack - and I use that term *loosely* because it is how the Apocalypse System refers to things, for what to amounts to a supernatural binding... *this* beca available to . A resource pool that fills passively with so number related to individuals that practice magic in your world."
"You’re sure that is how it works?"
"No. It is a most likely answer, not a guarantee. For the sake of all further argunts, I can provide none of that sort of assurance about anything I speak of beyond my own conviction."
Dr. Lifton hums to my quick response. Instead of waiting for her to press the point, I write down the numbers I know, the length of ti in days it has been since starting to Annex people, and look her in the eyes again.
"If you co up with more likely answers after I speak my view with all the information I can see, please tell ."
Webber leaned forward and the mycologist stopped chewing on the second djool date. I guess I really should have written a little card that said ’one per witch’..
"These three are specific abilities that I have been granted as rewards. And-"
"What do you an by ’reward’?"
Grimacing at the lost bet, as Claire had *told* that they were not just going to let gloss over to the main points... I sigh and take a longer sip of my cooling drink. Then I give them the rundown of Tasks and how I believe it all cos together after my experints.
So much white space seed like it would be used up on the notes, that I opened a second one ahead of ti. Eventually we get back to the *main* point I ca to discuss.
"Everything else I’ve seen on the Augnt list has much more generic nas... so that sound like inferior version effects of what these three do. A | Minor Cold Resistance | for instance, only costs 5 per rate of drain - but while I have not tried it out, it clearly sounds *much* inferior to my complete Tolerance."
"Sounds as if whoever designed it had co up with many that could be used if any particular Chosen developed an ability like yours."
Hearing them all just take on the terminology so easily to talk with and each other about it is both comforting - and unsettling. None of these people are working with anything other than the word and trust of each other.
All of them seem to be putting at least a slight amount of faith in . And that makes my skin crawl, because I don’t know if I’ll continue to remain useful enough to et their expectations.
> Is this perhaps what they call... parent issues? I never beca exactly what they wanted to be, and they never assured that it was fine to be who I was. So now... <
"Maybe everyone has a | Pack Augnt | type ability? You did say it ca up the mont the... apocalypse began. Felt weird saying that, even with what has happened."
"Isn’t there supposed to be soone else from the Duskpaw suspected to be a Chosen as well?"
Honestly, I can’t say that I haven’t thought of that. I was the one who made the determination that Chad, in all his jerk moves, had been wielding information and effects beyond what he should have been capable of without a system.
But hearing others co to that thought as well, that he can Augnt his followers? Makes it harder to ignore.
And even more important to co to an agreent of secured support with the witch covens.
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