Gerald 1

Myriad Reality

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Calling for backup now. This has turned into a zel-seven class scenario.
*Transmits a signal requesting urgent assistance*

@Etcetera

Wait... you've BEEN there? i've only heard rumours tell me what happened!

Myriad Reality

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We should file a formal report. Command center is going to want to actually read this one instead of archiving it away.

@Etcetera

I was going to say the same thing... this can't get out of hand...

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That's considered hostile action. Now we don't have any choice but to file.

@Etcetera

Right filing log aaaand.. sent.

Whatever that is it needs to be apprehended, but if it has to do with a true divergent anomaly we may need to call backup. *I frown at the concern @The Odeoron caused*

Myriad Reality

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Okay... that's it! *I snap my fingers and a crimson anti-psyonic halo forms around my head ... then after a few moments i hold my hand to my temple to contact Ar'Gavryel*

Hey Gabe, i've hit a small snag in my exploration endeavour... *Proceed to describe the encounter and the events with the mysterious Prism-like signal that this me still knows*

@The Odeoron

... th... he just blocked us!! @Etcetera

Myriad Reality

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Clearly they were wise to do so, given our uninvited guest.

@Etcetera

So do we log this as a cosmic anomaly? This asteroid is orbiting a distant black hole... things tend to... happen... around those stellar corpses...

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Oh? The foreigner speaks our tongue?

@Etcetera

I think that was a rather audacious and amusing use of psionic power... he does feel like he's struggling with us...

Myriad Reality

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*Responds in kind*
And yet he stands before us. A curiosity, to say the least.

@Etcetera

*Blinks perplexed as i keep looking at the alien from our perspective @The Odeoron*

And that ancient relic of a station, what was it called? Skrydyelth Space Station? The high council is sure keeping weary eye on this place and probably because it is haunted by beings like that!?

*I chuckle nervously at the freaky situation before us*

Myriad Reality

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*Frowns, unimpressed with your course of actions*

@Etcetera

*speaks in our native tongue*

All my psychic senses tell me he's a living organic alien... but this is impossible is it not? I would have thought him a ghost by now if our biology wouldn't say otherwise...

*Looks at you with utter confusion*

Myriad Reality

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*The copy of me that remains there notices you and i chuckle somewhat amused, yet not entirely disinterested while i talk to nobody in particular*

... I guess the masters of this... whatever this is, came to check it up? Hmmm...

@The Odeoron

*The ship flies backwards to make sure it has you in full view*

Loo... Skrydyenth!

*The same voice is heard as if she's confirming her confused observation while you feel a strong psychic mind intently focused on you... you simply should not be on that ledge there...*

Myriad Reality

*The void stretched endlessly, a canvas of swirling stars and collapsing realities in front through yet another rift caused by yet another copy of me in my search for some link to some sort of solution to Satan's escape*

Where in the heck have you gone to Prism damnit... *I say to nobody in particular as i rest on the ledge of an abandoned space station. Endless realities and endless dimensions yet none of it is phasing me at this point*

*My stance solid* Everything is going to be fine he said... psch... look at where all that led. I just hope he's alright... @Memory/@Legend Begins

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@The Odeoron

*Through the same space a ship passes by the station, that you are on, revealing how it is built inside of a large asteroid*

Thaliomë Scene

Theme continuation of Thaliomë Universe mystery->

*A faint radio signal is heard as a womanly alien voice is heard, and you, Benjamin, having your senses tuned to as many frequencies as possible can hear the strange alien tongue*

... Skrydyenth Ley'krumma, shimmo... Sklyry!...

*It can only be presumed that whoever this is is definitely intrigued by seeing you on the space station, seemingly suit-less in an atmosphere voided location... by all means to them you are either a ghost or simply cannot be*