There was a beast. There was an Enemy. The Enemy guided the beast.
Agreement,
One of the scouts killed it?
Agreement, Contradiction,
It was not known, who holds memories of the event?
She Who Remembers Where Things Are, He Who Fixes Nets, He Who Sees,
They shall be as they who agree, for a moment.
He Who Knows Where Things Are shall go find She. She will locate the correct ones. They shall be here.
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I'm going to Wim's over-pod. My understanding of vibrations of sound seems to be what he is doing, and I know some things about sound-based communication. I can provide some value there. So here I am going.
Yes, I am on my way, outside of the over-pod, moving in the direction of Wim's place. I feel for place markers, approximately a third of the way there. A third. Movement is slow, and a waste of energy, maybe I should go back?
No. Stop thinking about it, I'll get there.
And I'm here I put a tendril into the entrance, as is polite. I think. I do not feel Wim's tendril brush across my own. I go in, I "look" around. He is not here, and there are 2 pods here. I can tell, though I'm still struggling to understand how I'm telling, that one pod is occupied by one in stupor and the other is empty. One must be She Who Shares His Mind the other him.
The waking one is not here, maybe they are getting food. I should probably get myself fed as well.
So, having selected my next destination I was off.
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He Who Moved Materials, moved materials.
He was moving materials, there were shape-stones, net-fabric, coral-teeth...
He was moving various materials, for She Who Remembers War, he came across one Ur-Im.
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Ur-Im, who thought of him as Vim, a warrior or scouts label, Ur-Im Knew War...
Ur-Im, who knew war, passed across.
He reminded Ur-Im of war tasks set by She Who Remembered It. Ur-Im was going to get himself fed. He had food, some could go to Ur-Im.
Ur-Im should come with him, with them he recalled those with him. So that she may know of Ur-Im's state, and his need of stupor. Has Ur-Im been to her?
He has not, he shall come.
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I had never seen a better example of some Sea-Mind patterns of thought than Vim. I'm sorry He Who Moved Materials. Maybe it was just how much of it that was projected over, but it seemed to be an extension of thinking of people as what they do. It was respectful in a way.
To Vim all were complex. Vim thought things through entirely, and if we were capable of only one line of thought Vim would be a pain to communicate with. Fortunately, he let those thoughts be in the background so communication was possible. I am not sure if Vim is special or if he is emblematic of those who complete their tasks. But that is neither here nor there.
War, the idea correlates closely enough that it resembles the thought that is the word. But it is different, if there is any use in my perspective it might be useful there. And all should be recorded so all can be in use for the protection of the hive.
Thank you for that one Vim.
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She Who Remembered War was woken. Her stupor was not like the others. Like They Who Remembers War, she minimized her thoughts and actions, almost to a state of pseudo stupor so that she may be awoken at any time. When stupor was needed it was hardly different, but it was minimized, and had in cycles, some things still needed to be considered, and she had awoken He Who Remembered War, He Who Was Needed...
This thought was interrupted by the arrival of They Who Moved Materials. They were to be guided to Him. They went on their way, but there was another here. She reached out, they linked. The thoughts somewhat scrambled like... An enemy? An infiltrator? No Ur-Im, enemies would not use such labels. This was one with a broken pod. This was the one who had brought done the beast, a first kill, a broken memory.
He Who Sees. But not all a second, she knew not who this one was before its pod was broken, but it thought it could provide some use to war.
A thought that was not war. She would see, Ur-Im would send it to her.
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She was straightforward in a sense, but she was also a she. War was a complex idea, she boxed that aside, she handed me a shard. I would understand my War there. But what would I do to help.
I did not know, but the perspective I has in my broken shell.
She but that thought off. What would I do to help?
I thought of a few trap designs. She paused, I would produce the designs until more trappers awoke, it would put the enemy off, for a cycle. Then we would return to the more efficient traps the hive normally uses. The variations where useful, but she was busy. She sent me off..