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Bella's on her way to kill a witch.
It usually hits Port Angeles, inspires arson, and then if allowed spins off a familiar that does the same in Forks. She's tracked it back far enough that she can reliably head it off before it makes that fellow set that apartment building on fire as long as she hops in the car without doing her hospital exit paperwork. If she's lucky, this time she's early enough to nab it before it lights up the bakery, too.
...The fuck is that? It's not usually there.
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onceandforall
onceandforall
"Mm - it might be worth me picking up another grief seed if we're going to be gone long and I'm going to do a lot of duping."
"Any large city?"
onceandforall
"If I fight an unfamiliar witch it might turn out to be a nasty one and kill me, which is a risk I'll usually take but you're an unprecedented opportunity and may cease to exist if I reset while you're here. Today being the day it is..." She peers at her notes. "Drop me off in Portland, I know a witch that should be ripe about now."
"Twenty minutes to finish scanning all this ice, then two hours to Portland. I'll be reading that play, unless you want to keep chatting."
So he reads the play. Two hours later and twenty minutes later, she is dropped off in the specified part of Portland.
"Try the ray gun on it, tell my how well it works. If you don't mind."
"Try the ray gun on it, tell my how well it works. If you don't mind."
onceandforall
"Sure!"
And then she nips off and finds a witch and goes in to fight it and hops out a second later. "Ray gun is kickass!"
And then she nips off and finds a witch and goes in to fight it and hops out a second later. "Ray gun is kickass!"
"Glad you like it. It's not a loud, dirty lump of metal like the ranged weapons this planet mostly uses, at least."
onceandforall
"Yeah, I'd been relying on those, they're kind of awkward. The ray gun looks really cool from a stopped time perspective, incidentally."
"I'll bet. I have an upsized one on my ship, but I rarely have any reason to use it. To the moon, then?"
And they're off. Nick is at the controls for the first few minutes, then, "Okay, we're clear of the sattelite-sphere now, I don't need to be so paranoid about hitting something anymore. This play is pretty good, by the way. The translator is being iffy about it for some reason, though."
"You mean metaphor and synonyms and so on? Yeah, those are coming through awkwardly. It's got the rhythm of regular conversation down now, but act one of the play sounded a lot like our first conversation to me."
onceandforall
"Well, maybe it'll figure it out. He also does iambic pentameter. Maybe I should have recommended prose."
"It's getting better at it already. And it is interesting. Some of it might be how old it is - a lot of the words are different to begin with. How about something more recent to compare?"
"Alright, I'll try that next. Finish this one first, though."
Meanwhile: The moon!
Meanwhile: The moon!
They're going towards the moon pretty fast. Really fast. Nick probably knows what he's doing, though.
onceandforall
Well, she did warn him about what happens if she dies. He'd better know what he's doing.
They continue going really fast until the last possible moment, and settle onto the moon's surface as gently as anything as big as a spaceship can.
"Time to put on our pressure suits! I would have started scanning, but you probably want to look around first."
"Time to put on our pressure suits! I would have started scanning, but you probably want to look around first."
He explains. It's fairly obvious, almost like putting on heavy winter clothes on, with some checking of seals in between. The suit restricts her movements somewhat, but not all that much more than a thick coat would.