Planet Paril
Team Shelter, city of Cuth
Friday 1030; Chilan 8(November) 499 CY

<!--coloro:#ff0000--><span style="color:#ff0000"><!--/coloro-->Participants: Jedi Richard, Rama, Whisper.<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->
<!--coloro:#ff0000--><span style="color:#ff0000"><!--/coloro-->please post descriptive's of your character in the "what we know about you" topic.<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

<!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo--><!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto-->This topic is for the talks and training during the conversions and integrations of the Hitchhikers, aka, the poor souls sucked up in the temporal vortex.<!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc--><!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto-->

<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->Darkness. Not horrid terrifying darkness like you have in bad dreams, but more like the remembered darkness after a great nights sleep. That's all you can recall for the first few hours of waking up. You are not even sure who you are let alone what you are. The light shift from dark to light now and then and eventually you feel a sharp pain in your left arm as an attractive nurse administers something to you. {{those with mega stam or Int can determine from the feelings it gives you that is simply medicine and nothing immediately harmful.}} The feelings come back your limbs as does the memories of the last events right before your long sleep.<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->


<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->"Rest there now. Let your mind relax and try not to move. You are safe here. I will return in a few hours."<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->The nurses' voice is calming and carries without a feeling of innate trust. You are so weary and weak that you gladly fall asleep and might feel the quantum start to flow back into your bodies. {{Your bodies have been drained of quantum for a long time now. It will take awhile to recharge}}<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->
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<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->Then you are awake. It comes like lightning and you are wide awake. No pain or disorientation or vertigo; Simply very aware and very hungry. The room is rather Spartan with little decorations. The walls and floors appear to be brushed steel with no seams apparent, with the sheen of chrome. The door is closed and has a heavy latch with no apparent way to open it on this side and The walls seem to be shimmering with some sort of energy which makes sound seems oddly vacant. When the nurse speaks it seems muffled somehow. <!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->"Here is some food and drink here. If there is anything you prefer, please let me know."<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->The nurse is back and again her voice delivers with it implicit trust and assurance that there is nothing "fishy" going on. You are not strapped down but are wearing a simply hospital gown (open in the back) and some thin gauss slippers around your feet. A think sheet covers you shielding you from the chilly hospital air conditioning. <!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->The food about you is a lot of food, but nova's are normally known for the veracious appetites, even those of you with adaptability will have a lingering hunger for a time from being so long with no quantum in you.<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->The nurse simply stands there, her 5'8" and relatively thin frame don't seem much like security to you. But something about her standing there while you look at the food or begin eating tells you are both safe here and unwelcome to leave the room, for now. If you don't eat or simply look like you are not going to eat, the nurse moves to the side of your bed.<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->"MY name is Eve and I am a nurse here. The doctor will be here shortly, please relax until he arrives."<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->She then goes about monitoring some of the various devices nearbye that are obviously sensing various aspects of your bodies without wires. Her smile is contagious and ant angst and restlessness fade everytime you glance her way.<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->
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<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--coloro:#3333ff--><span style="color:#3333ff"><!--/coloro-->{{Please await Chronos' opening as he enters and such. His timing is impeccable, IN game, and will arrive at the precise moment Eve says to relax until he arrives.}}<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->


This topic is open to all.. Kara, Eve and Chronos are integral parts here and part of the medical staff.

Doctor Chronos enters the room just as Eve finishes speaking. He gives Eve a warm glance for a moment and then shifts his attention to the three of you. Chronos somehow fills the room with his presence, he?s obviously a nova or some other being of power just from that. He gives each of you a discerning, but not unfriendly, glance and then says,

<!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?Hello. I?m Doctor Chronos, I?m hear to help you. I haven?t met any of you before so I?m going to assume that you are learning this for the first time. Bear with me, there?s a lot of ground to cover. First of all, none of you are injured, all of you could use some rest but otherwise you are physically fine. You are also in no danger here, this is a hospital, not a jail or anything similar. Having said that, you are probably waiting for the bad news. I?m going to skip several complicating issues and give it to you directly. All of you are, just like the rest of us, thoroughly lost.?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

<!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?Every now and then there are large natural disasters, and some people end up as refugees. The bad news is this has happened, and it?s happened to you. The even worse news is the natural disaster that occurred wasn?t a volcano or earthquake, but a timequake. All of you got swept up in it, all of you have been displaced hundreds of thousands of years sideways in time, and tens of thousands of years into the future. We are so far away in time that even some of the natural laws are different. Even without the complicating issues of the war and the reality police we have no way to reverse things for anyone.?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

<!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?I?m sorry.?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--> (Chronos? words ring with truth, especially that last phrase. Persuader-On)

Doc waits for your reactions.

Rama, Richard, and Whisper.

You all will note that your powers presently dont seem to be missing, if you try yo use them, but they simply dont seem to do anything when you try and use them. You might feel the quantum leave you but no results....



Again however, Try hard not to freak out as you are under the effects of Soothe and Calm. <!--coloro:#993300--><span style="color:#993300"><!--/coloro-->{{note this is not permanent, we would not have a game if it was. this is simply a skilled and powerful team doing what they can to protect the status quo.}}<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Richard studies the doctor for a moment, then (assuming he's back in his own clothes) straightens his robes. "So, what do you plan to do with us now? I mean," he glances around the table, "I doubt that I could continue to teach Driver's Ed in some parallel time and future. And, ah, you mentioned the reality police - which implies that you're not." He waits for a response, interested but not hostile.

<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->Narrator said:<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo--><!--quoteo--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE</div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec--><!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo--> You are not strapped down but are wearing a simply hospital gown (open in the back) and some thin gauss slippers around your feet. <!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc--><!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd--><!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->Your normal attire has not been given yet. It just might be in the small, clinical nightstand near the bed.<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

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<!--fonto:Times--><span style="font-family:Times"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->Your normal attire has not been given yet. It just might be in the small, clinical nightstand near the bed.<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc--><!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd--> In that case ...

"And when do we get our clothes back?" Richard asks pointedly of the nurse, plucking at the flimsy gown.

<!--quoteo--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE</div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->"Here is some food and drink here. If there is anything you prefer, please let me know."<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd--><!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"Thank you," <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->he replies, feeling quite relaxed and at ease. He then notices that he is nearly naked and looks away, blushing. Turning to the feast before him his eyes widen slightly. <!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"Are you sure this is a hospital?" <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->
He eats only the vegetarian items, slowly and thoughtfully chewing his food while taking in the strange and surreal surroundings.
<!--quoteo--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE</div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->Doctor Chronos enters the room just as Eve finishes speaking. He gives Eve a warm glance for a moment and then shifts his attention to the three of you. Chronos somehow fills the room with his presence, he?s obviously a nova or some other being of power just from that. He gives each of you a discerning, but not unfriendly, glance and then says,

?Hello. I?m Doctor Chronos, I?m hear to help you. I haven?t met any of you before so I?m going to assume that you are learning this for the first time. Bear with me, there?s a lot of ground to cover. First of all, none of you are injured, all of you could use some rest but otherwise you are physically fine. You are also in no danger here, this is a hospital, not a jail or anything similar. Having said that, you are probably waiting for the bad news. I?m going to skip several complicating issues and give it to you directly. All of you are, just like the rest of us, thoroughly lost.?

?Every now and then there are large natural disasters, and some people end up as refugees. The bad news is this has happened, and it?s happened to you. The even worse news is the natural disaster that occurred wasn?t a volcano or earthquake, but a timequake. All of you got swept up in it, all of you have been displaced hundreds of thousands of years sideways in time, and tens of thousands of years into the future. We are so far away in time that even some of the natural laws are different. Even without the complicating issues of the war and the reality police we have no way to reverse things for anyone.?

?I?m sorry.?<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Rama seems to take this all fairly well in stride until the good doctor mentions the war.
<!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"The aberrant war...We were unable to prevent it then..." <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--> He seems saddened by this news. <!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"I am sorry as well," <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->he adds in his clear voice, with the slight British/Hindi accent of the western educated.

<!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"Where are we?"<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

At the mention of cloths Doc nods to Eve to get the clothing out.

Doc says at this,

<!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?Interesting. You must be from a timeline fairly close to my original one. I?m not sure whether we avoided that war or not. I suspect the answer is yes or no depending on the timeline. But that was a local phenomenon. The war in question I?m talking about is the war over reality. It won?t start for a few hundred thousand years, but it?s already making things problematic for us right now. Basically? no, let?s start at the beginning.?

?All three of you are,?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--> Doc glances at Rama <!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?or potentially are, beings of power. Back home we were called novas and our presence raised a number of questions about both societal interaction and about physics. One of the fundamental questions asked about us was, what can we do? Some of us could control fire, or ice, or time, etc and there didn?t seem to be much in the way of rules. Eventually someone came up with the idea that, in theory, novas can do anything.?

?That?s the theory. The problem is, sometimes this is also true in reality. There are no natural limits. This sounds pretty cool, the problem is someone else figured it out first.?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Doc sighs.

<!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?After the time-quake we ended up in a pocket dimension where reality stopped outside the solar system and everyone worshiped the ?goddess?, who supposedly had created reality. This turned out to be literally true, she was one heck of a powerful nova and actually had done so. She was also half dead because she made the same mistake we all do and didn?t realize that someone else figured it out first.?

?Some else figured out time travel. Someone else figured out multiple realities, and space travel, and different laws of physics. Someone else figured out how to be nearly omnipotent. And he doesn?t like sharing. So he passed a law. And by that I mean a natural law. It?s called the ban. If the universe notices you are doing something some thing you shouldn?t then it summons reality cops, aka the big guy?s super powered thugs. Time travel and temporal manipulation are banned. Artificial intelligence is banned. Teleportation is banned. Ditto many types of high technology, ditto many types of energy manipulation and weapons,?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--> Doc glances significantly at Richard with this last statement <!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?ditto various movement types. Basically anything that might unseat big and bad is banned. Note that?s ?banned for us?. He and his don?t need to follow the rules. Near as I can tell his basic thug units are time traveling artificially intelligent robots. By the way, those would be the ones that took down the Goddess, they are seriously bad news.?

?The good news is this fascist empire won?t be put together for hundreds of thousands of years. The bad news is he?s trying to enforce his rule retroactively, and novas are potentially his rivals.?

?In broad strokes, that is the war. Don?t let it bother you, Big and bad has a limited number of thugs to cover an unlimited amount of territory. Avoiding them is easy if you can fool the ban. Right now we are in hiding and we?ll teach you how to do that.?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

<!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?The planet is called Paril. It?s not the planet Earth although there are similarities. The locals don?t know what novas are so if the subject comes up tell people you're a type of mage. The technology base is roughly late 21th century Earth. Magic works but not as well as technology. Think cyberpunk if that word means anything to you. I?m not happy with the social structure?s divisions between the haves and the have-nots but that?s a different issue.?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Of the three awakened patients, one of them is a pretty young woman...even beautiful, though with her dark violet-tinged hair and blue and indigo eyes, it's an exotic sort of beauty. She hasn't said anything yet; she's just sitting up in her bed, staring alternately at Chronos, Eve, Richard, and Rama.

When she speaks, it's with a somewhat girlish, high pitched voice. Her pronounciation is educated, almost British, but not quite the same.

"That's quite a story," she says lightly, "Especially coming from someone who's name is suggestive of some kind of...comic book character?" Her head tilts slightly as she studies the doctor intently for his response, but she doesn't pause quite long enough to let someone else intervene.

"Why should I...or any of us, really...trust you? You claim we are 'beings of power,' but we're obviously being tampered with somehow. Suppressed. None of us would normally be anywhere near this calm and accepting of the situation you've outlined unless one or both of you were in our heads, making it so.""

She folds her arms in front of her. "I challenge you to come clean, 'Doctor Chronos.' What is being done to us, and when can we expect it to stop? Not to mention what you think we owe you for this timely rescue from across time and space? And exactly who is in charge here? You?"

After the Doc runs down for a minute (and Richard has had a chance to shrug into his robes and belt), he holds up his lightsaber. "So, you're saying that using this," he thumbs the switch for a moment, letting a beam of sky blue energy a meter long spring out, then vanish again, "on a regular basis will bring the Time Cops down on my head. And you're offering to help me avoid this horrible fate, out of the goodness of your heart?" He glances over at the lady as she voices her own objections. "I can tell darn well my head has been messed with - though I doubt you," he gestures at both Chronos and Eve with the same motion, "had anything to do with that. I guess the really big question is how do we know that you guys are the kind and noble freedom fighters, rather than being the terrorists out to upset the established order?" His voice and face aren't hostile, but he's staring intently at Chronos waiting for an answer.

After handing everyone their clothes and whatever gear they might have had on them, Bracelets, watches, whatever, Eve walks back to stand like a good nurse at Chronos' side.



"You are all being kept calm and soothed but your rationale and intelligence is not hindered. I am afraid all you have to believe me on this is our word. You are not captives or prisoners of any sort here but we cannot afford to let you out on this world without some preparation; our situation is simply too precarious and too finely balanced to let something go wrong."



Eve stands still and silent a short minute before walking to the foot of the bed and loosing another drawer.

She pulls out a large PDA, about the size of half a laptop and hands them to all three of the new ones.



"These will help you learn a little about the world about you, your new reality and how to get along without a hitch after you are done getting integrated."



After the last one is handed out, she ends with;

"I feel inclined to add; There are over 400 billion humans, or earthlings, in this reality but only scores of known Nova's. You are over a million light years from the system called Sol where earth is and many here don't know what a human is. Now most people you meet will appear to be human but fundamentally they are different in some minor ways, better and worse. Be careful."



All the while during her speech, Eve is becoming less and less subtle with her words. It is obvious there is much more she and Chronos can tell you.



"After introductions are done and you all know how to cloak yourselves from the Ban, {{Eve casts a slight grin toward Whisper.}} the technique is rather easy but another nova will need to teach you, we will show you to some apartments where you can unwind. We are just going to insist that you give us a week or so before you use your talents outside of this building."

The woman takes the PDA but doesn't bother looking at it just yet. For a moment she scans the room, eyes slightly narrowed, then appears to either give up or find what she was looking for and look back at Eve.

"I've never heard of a 'nova,'" she says testily. "It sounds like another comic-book word. And I assure you that none of you are in any danger from me. Unless being transported through time and space as you describe has unaccountably caused me to become able to spray lasers from my eyes."

She pauses, then smiles a little, seeming to relax and warm up a bit. "On the other hand, I do apologize for my shrewishness. It's a bit of a shock, isn't it...mood dampeners or not. And you all with your fancy codenames for everything and talking about strange powers..." She shrugs and selects a single small fruit from the tray of heaping food by her bedside. After a glance at it, she laughs.

"Didn't know what we liked, so ordered a bit of everything, did you?"

As Eve hands Rama a nondescript bundle of cloth, it moves to meet his outstretched palm. Flowing onto his body, it becomes a pair of tan loose-fitting cotton pants and a richly embroidered ruddy vest. Pushing back his sheets he sits fully upright in lotus position and continues to eat a simple bowl of hot rice and lentils while listening to the others speak.

He seems interested in his companions reactions and there appearance... One of his eyebrows raises simultaneously with the robed one's energy weapon and Whisper will notice that he seems captivated by her eyes. If she looks over at him, he holds contact for a few moments before his cheeks darken slightly and he looks away, into his bowl of Dahl. Clearing his throat, he addresses Chronos.

<!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"The others have valid points."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--> Looking up, <!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"Obviously if you had wanted us slain, we wouldn't be here talking. On the other hand, there are those who would manipulate beings of great power. What is it that you want from us?"<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->Before Chronos can answer he continues with a slight rise of excitment, <!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"I would also like to discuss the finer points of this temporal event and the hyper-geometries of the realities you have found..."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--> He trails off as he realizes everyone is staring at him. <!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"At an appropriate time of course," <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->he finishes.

He accepts the PDA when offered, examines the interface, and then sets it aside.

Doc responds,
<!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?Well, first of all by any sane standards we can not be called terrorists since we do not use terror as a tactic or act against civilians. Actually at the moment we?re barely revolutionaries since we?ve yet to act against the established order. If you buy into the ban?s logic we would be criminals? but then so are you. And please be careful, if the Time Cops find you they will also find this planet. If that happens I?ll have to flee the planet and probably the entire timeline. As my name suggests, I?m a temporal manipulator, because of what I can do, they want me dead, or perhaps even erased from existence.?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Doc turns to Whisper,

<!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?The word Nova is not of my invention, nor is the habit of taking fancy code names. It?s a cultural thing, ask Richard about the social dynamics of it when you have the time. Actually I suggest all of you compare notes, you?ll quickly find out what you have, and don?t have, in common. And if it makes you feel better, you can call me John or Doctor Donaldson if you wish. I really am a medical Doctor.?

?This room suppresses abilities because, well, the first time we had someone wake up, go nuts, and kill a dozen people was more than enough.?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--> From his tone, Doc is dead serious.

<!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?As for what you owe me, the short answer is not much. You need some instruction on how to not trigger the ban, that?s for everyone?s benefit. Telepathy isn?t against the rules so it?s less of an issue. It?d be nice if you?d join our little struggle to save the multi-verse, but that?s a discussion we can have much, much latter when you?re in a better position to make informed judgments.?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Chronos looks at him and comments,

<!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?Hmm, a fellow practitioner. Good, we should talk? but latter I guess.?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Doc visibly shifts focus,

<!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?OK, it?s understandable that you are more than a little disbelieving in all of this, so after all of you eat and get dressed, I suggest we go up to the roof and look at the city and the moons. I think that would go a long way to demonstrate you aren?t where you were.?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Richard nods, and resumes his seat (and his meal). "Fair enough," he says.

<!--quoteo--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE</div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->?This room suppresses abilities because, well, the first time we had someone wake up, go nuts, and kill a dozen people was more than enough.?[/color]From his tone, Doc is dead serious.<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd--> Richard stares at him for a moment, then gives a small nod. He's convinced of that much, at least.

<!--quoteo--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE</div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->Doc visibly shifts focus,
<!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?OK, it?s understandable that you are more than a little disbelieving in all of this, so after all of you eat and get dressed, I suggest we go up to the roof and look at the city and the moons. I think that would go a long way to demonstrate you aren?t where you were.?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--><!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd--> Chuckling at this, Richard quickly puts together a sandwich, and snags that and some sort of portable drink container. "I'm guessing then that you have more moons here than Scylla and Charybdis?" (Assuming he gets a funny look from Rama, he'll take a sip of his drink and calmly ask "What?")

The woman shakes her head and says airily, "John? Donaldson? Perish the thought. I'm in your world now, I'll play by your rules. You can call me..."

She considers for a moment, then smiles.

"Whisper."

"And a tour would be lovely. I'm also curious about what exactly you can do. 'Temporal manipulator' could mean so many things..."

Rama doesnt give anyone any funny looks. He seems more to be self conscious, although he doesn't slouch or fidget. Anyone with any empathy would see that he is incredibly sensitive, both sensory and emotionally. His breathing is measured in a mindful manner, and his eyes are dilated (though not in a way suggesting intoxication). His posture is impeccable. Its also obvious he is taken with Whispers beauty but doesn't want to stare. His shyness however isn't boyish. His eyes show a deep and reflective intelligence and one can tell by his posture and energy that he has a big heart and wears it on his sleeve. This is not someone practiced in social manipulation...

<!--quoteo--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE</div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->?OK, it?s understandable that you are more than a little disbelieving in all of this, so after all of you eat and get dressed, I suggest we go up to the roof and look at the city and the moons. I think that would go a long way to demonstrate you aren?t where you were.?<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->
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"Belief is never a question...If one is to engage the world, one must accept one's perceptions as valid. So far this feels much more like a lucid dream." <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--> He looks around the room. <!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"Though certainly not an unpleasent one." <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--> He then rises to his feet with liquid grace (although not preternaturally so as a Nova would). <!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"How long have we been asleep?"<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Doc just nods.
Doc smiles,

<!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?Whisper it is. And Temporal Manipulator in this case is literal. I can accelerate time, decelerate it, halt it, edit it, make the young old and the old young. That sort of thing. Editing it lets me reverse injuries so they never happened, which in turn lets me fake being a healer really well. But I have to say a real healer can do things I can?t.?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Doc shrugs.
Doc answers,

<!--coloro:#3333FF--><span style="color:#3333FF"><!--/coloro-->?If you mean how long were you out? from the point of view I think you mean you?ve been on ice one way or another for months. During the ?quake you were separated from time itself, frozen in time. You showed up in the same realm the rest of us did, but all three of you were in space or deep in the water or were otherwise isolated. It took a while to just find you and by the time we?d recovered you the situation had badly degenerated and we were already packing to move out.?

?The Ban itself was starting to take note of us, things were going to get very bad, very quickly. It was time to run. You and several hundred others were reduced to microscopic size for ease of travel and put into storage. Somehow we got followed to the next realm and when we came here, well, there were other problems. That isn?t to say that we haven?t been thawing people out, it?s just that you were pretty far down the list and we started here with scant resources.?<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Bowing slightly to his companions, <!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"It would seem introductions are in order. I am Rama Sri Shivananda." <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--> He nods at Chronos, <!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"Thank you for you hospitality doctor. Please, let us continue this outside...I am greatly in need of fresh air."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Whisper gets a mischievous twinkle in her eyes and gives Rama a halfway decent bow considering that she's sitting up in a hospital bed.

"Namaste, Rama," she intones formally, then flashes him a room-brightening grin. Her teeth seem perfect.

She then looks down at herself in the flimsy gown and asks Eve, "Is there a ladies dressing room herabouts?"

Whisper gets a mischievous twinkle in her eyes and gives Rama a halfway decent bow considering that she's sitting up in a hospital bed.

"Namaste, Rama," she intones formally, then flashes him a room-brightening grin. Her teeth seem perfect.

She then looks down at herself in the flimsy gown and asks Eve, "Is there a ladies dressing room herabouts?"
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Pressing his palms together in front of his heart, Rama replies <!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"Namaste." <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--> Whisper's greeting seems to have shifted his attitude, like you reminded him of something. Although still blushing he is now able to hold eye contact and one can see the intelligence hidden under the humility. He actually manages to return her smile, though its obvious that he is still very reserved.
With his hands still in prayer pose he then bows slightly again to the robed man. <!--coloro:#3366FF--><span style="color:#3366FF"><!--/coloro-->"Namaste. It means, "The divine light in me, acknowleges and bows to the divine light in you."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--> His eyes communicate a deep respect and acknowledgement for your presence.

Whisper gets a mischievous twinkle in her eyes and gives Rama a halfway decent bow considering that she's sitting up in a hospital bed.

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"Certainly there. Lets let the boys finish their talk and we can go down the hall to a seperate room, I think there is one empty."

Eve graciously helps Whisper out of the bed and into some cloth slippers to warm the feet form the cold floor. Eve nods to Chronos that she is going to meet him in the hall in a moment as she and Whisper walk out. Once in the hall as Eve is unlocking the other door some 4-5 paces away from the room they were in Eve says;

"You might be feeling a little dizzy for a few moments as your powers realign themselves but it should apss within a few seconds. Please tell me if it does not."



{{Whisper is aware of her powers working correctly now but no dizziness.}}



As the pair enter the second room and shows her to a side bathroom in which to get dressed, Eve asks;

"Is 'Whisper' all there is that you want to be called by or should there be more?"