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abraxasnet2021-10-17 09:23 am
princessvegas) wrote in abraxasnet2021-10-17 09:23 am
TO EVERYONE
[ In her domain, Julie sits in a booth, bent over the table with a stack of paper and pen. She bites the tip of her tongue in concentration, then starts writing invitations. She intends to leave them all over the Horizon, fliers more than proper addressed invites.
Soon, all of the off-worlders are able to see writing in their vision. This writing appears to simply be written on any nearby surface: a tabletop, on the page of a book in place of the text, in a pool of water. It sparkles to summon attention to itself, just enough of a twinkle to earn a glance. ]
[ It's signed at the bottom, Julie Lawry.
Soon, other thoughts may begin appearing in your vision, sparkling until they catch your eye. Your own thoughts can be broadcast too. If you put in a little effort, you can even send them directly to a specific person, or a group.
And most of you are welcome to the party. ]
Soon, all of the off-worlders are able to see writing in their vision. This writing appears to simply be written on any nearby surface: a tabletop, on the page of a book in place of the text, in a pool of water. It sparkles to summon attention to itself, just enough of a twinkle to earn a glance. ]
[ It's signed at the bottom, Julie Lawry.
Soon, other thoughts may begin appearing in your vision, sparkling until they catch your eye. Your own thoughts can be broadcast too. If you put in a little effort, you can even send them directly to a specific person, or a group.
And most of you are welcome to the party. ]
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It does! They're golden, with a bit of pink.
[ She's not thinking in sparkles, but to hear her own words have a similar affect earns a soft 'huh' under Rinwell's breath. ]
Dahna is the name of my world. I'm from Cyslodia. Is America your world?
The Renans would sooner see us all dead than let slaves have parties.
[ ...oh, did that get said 'out loud'. it did, didn't it.
ANYWAY ]
No, I'm in Cadens. One of the "Free Cities". Why would I be in Thorne?
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Fuck. I gotta go find some people and talk to them.
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Talk to who? Why?
[ Well this sure is one good way to make Rinwell trust her hosts AND everything else about this situation even less.
Maybe she should go and find Alice.. ]
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[ She's already rushing out of her domain to go see if she can spot any of the people she has in mind. A mind that she works very hard to contain her thoughts in as she goes. ]
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Wait, but--
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There may or may not be tossed hands. Then a sigh, before Rinwell flips her book open to a different page. Time for her to reach out to someone she knows too.. ]