I followed she who flies to the nearest food processor I pay him for some food, and it has this little resonance to it. I Inquire, from him. It is to make those eating aware, especially for the nearby workers, so they do not get food in their projects. I project to him the something positive. Nah he could still be someone, and since he is just another He WHo Processes Food. I'll call him Zest, He Who Processes Food With Est. A recognizable feeling, similar to that which the food gives me.
He returns some gratitude, for the entertainment, and sends us on our way.
So we flew, optimizing efficiency or that was the excuse. I think She Who Flies just wants someone to interact with. And I'm just trying to find myself a new role.
Zur's the same? Where is Zur by the way?
Zur's in stupor.
But I am here to assist you in your role, I shall adjust the flight mechanism as you travel and if you need to do two things at once, I shall do the one that requires less competence. That way I am paying for your attention and your time.
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Yes, I know you need no payment, but it is a place for me for now. And I will need to return to a task to acquire Shards for myself soon anyway. And as we continued on our way, our thoughts quitting down to focus on flight and destination when we were approached again.
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They Who Were She approached again. And they were joined by a guide this time how fun. Wur reached out and prepared to receive the communications she knew were coming.
And she was hit with a mass of conflicting emotions, she pulled back slightly and reached for the guide. He responded with thoughts of both They Who Remember The Dead and She Who Decides What Is Forgotten. She hasn't seen them in a while are they well?
There is a silence, their thoughts so busy that they were unintelligible. They separated for a moment and reached to her again.
Does Wur know if there is another waking she? No, Wur has been involved in other tasks since Wur woke up. She hasn't checked.
Has Wur decided to assist them in their task?
No. But feeling the worry for them she is far more inclined to give them her time now. So what was their cause, and why did they need her assistance.
Ur-Im then interjected, could he have a place in this conglomeration?
Yes, he too had thoughts on the matter, but thought it might hurt him, he should bring along his more foreign perspectives.
Ur-Im understood, and they began.