[Once the hospital had stopped swarming with robots, Oran had developed the clever idea that he was going to speak directly to the Augur herself.
He's been planning for a few days, and in the deep of night when most folks are asleep, he steals down the streets and creeps through the empty halls of the hospital, looking for the room he came from.
He gets lost fairly quickly, but winds up in a room that feels right, and that's what matters... right? This is partly on a dare and partly of his own volition, so he has to double down, regardless.]
Oh, Augur, please accept this offering and smile upon me.
[This is only the aped behaviour he's seen in various temples, so he hopes he's doing it right. Oran has brought a pack with him, and now he up-ends it on the side counter. They're pretty much all the fetchings of the festival the robots threw a few days ago: dongs and stale candies and things he's found that keep getting shoved upon them to forward their card completions.
Moreover, he arranges them all in a circle on the floor like one might in summoning a devil, and then he sits in the middle, shifts a couple of times before curling his fluffy grey tail around himself.
He'll sit and wait for the telltale glow of what he assumes is a deity of some sort, despite loud arguments to the contrary.]
If it suits you, I should like to ask you questions three.
[The tiefling nearly falls over himself when the answer finally comes. He'd been expecting the same projection of light he'd seen the first day he'd been here, and that voice is still entirely too disconcerting.]
Ah... yes.
Yes, thank you, oh benevolent Augur.
I wish to know...
My dear friend, Even Immolzeth, he has... ah... lost memories of time spent together, and useful knowledge. How can he have those memories restored?
Can memories be lost before memories were gained? The waves call back to the sea. Thus the Signs manifest. All memories exist within Time. Time ends and begins within Time. Heed the call. Embrace.
[At first, the tiefling begins to object... but then he thinks about it for a while. Devils have a way of hiding themselves in the details, and he's dealt with Even's pedantry for long enough that he's started to look for signs of things askew.
By comparison, the Augur's answer is a sea of red flags.]
So... you were able to bring others here from the sea... is there something below the waves we must use, or find, for Even to... to re-learn what I know he knew?
If... [and his brain is really chugging here; he's bound to get a nosebleed.] If we know what call to listen for, we can embrace it... but I'm not as practiced at listening for signs as you are, oh Augur. When should I watch and listen?
[This is grossly overstepping his 3 questions objective, but he's hoping he can get just a little more. At the very least, he has a feeling that the Augur has answered one question for him about whether they're dealing with memory loss or strange timeline shenanigans!]
Knowledge is fact is assumption is faith. Memories define reality. How do you define your reality? All lines blur together in the cycle of truth. You cannot give that Which is not yours to have. Only the Signs may know who will hear the call. Heed. Embrace.
[Is that a rhetorical question? Oran, having such little contact with this entity, is going to take it as not, because when else is he going to get a response, even if it feels like he's being spun around and around again?]
I... I define reality by my experiences. I was brought here by fate, just like I was saved from certain death by fate!
I trust you, but I don't know that I... ah... understand everything you try to tell us. Tell me.
[He drops into a lower bow, head touching the tiles gently, tail curling around him to make him seem as small as possible.]
I only want to help my friend, but... but I can tell him to watch and listen for signs by the sea, if that is your will. Only... how do I help with understanding the arcane arts? He strives to learn more, and I want that, too.
((And possibly figuring that a box of magic textbooks is a good misrepresentation of this wish, haha))
Mind, heart, body, soul. Knowledge is power and power is absolute. Heed the rippling call. Embrace knowledge and truth. Heed the words as they reveal themselves. Know yourself to know others. Leaves turn, Time passes into infinity. All that is and all that may come, Give unto each other and Know. So the Signs design.
action?
He's been planning for a few days, and in the deep of night when most folks are asleep, he steals down the streets and creeps through the empty halls of the hospital, looking for the room he came from.
He gets lost fairly quickly, but winds up in a room that feels right, and that's what matters... right? This is partly on a dare and partly of his own volition, so he has to double down, regardless.]
Oh, Augur, please accept this offering and smile upon me.
[This is only the aped behaviour he's seen in various temples, so he hopes he's doing it right. Oran has brought a pack with him, and now he up-ends it on the side counter. They're pretty much all the fetchings of the festival the robots threw a few days ago: dongs and stale candies and things he's found that keep getting shoved upon them to forward their card completions.
Moreover, he arranges them all in a circle on the floor like one might in summoning a devil, and then he sits in the middle, shifts a couple of times before curling his fluffy grey tail around himself.
He'll sit and wait for the telltale glow of what he assumes is a deity of some sort, despite loud arguments to the contrary.]
If it suits you, I should like to ask you questions three.
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Questions
you may ask,
but are the answers
what you seek?
If so, speak.
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Ah... yes.
Yes, thank you, oh benevolent Augur.
I wish to know...
My dear friend, Even Immolzeth, he has... ah... lost memories of time spent together, and useful knowledge. How can he have those memories restored?
no subject
before memories were gained?
The waves call back to the sea.
Thus the Signs manifest.
All memories exist within Time.
Time ends and begins within Time.
Heed the call.
Embrace.
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By comparison, the Augur's answer is a sea of red flags.]
So... you were able to bring others here from the sea... is there something below the waves we must use, or find, for Even to... to re-learn what I know he knew?
If... [and his brain is really chugging here; he's bound to get a nosebleed.] If we know what call to listen for, we can embrace it... but I'm not as practiced at listening for signs as you are, oh Augur. When should I watch and listen?
[This is grossly overstepping his 3 questions objective, but he's hoping he can get just a little more. At the very least, he has a feeling that the Augur has answered one question for him about whether they're dealing with memory loss or strange timeline shenanigans!]
no subject
is fact
is assumption
is faith.
Memories define reality.
How do you define your reality?
All lines blur together
in the cycle of truth.
You cannot give that
Which is not yours to have.
Only the Signs may know
who will hear the call.
Heed.
Embrace.
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I... I define reality by my experiences. I was brought here by fate, just like I was saved from certain death by fate!
I trust you, but I don't know that I... ah... understand everything you try to tell us. Tell me.
[He drops into a lower bow, head touching the tiles gently, tail curling around him to make him seem as small as possible.]
I only want to help my friend, but... but I can tell him to watch and listen for signs by the sea, if that is your will. Only... how do I help with understanding the arcane arts? He strives to learn more, and I want that, too.
((And possibly figuring that a box of magic textbooks is a good misrepresentation of this wish, haha))
no subject
Knowledge is power and power is absolute.
Heed the rippling call.
Embrace knowledge and truth.
Heed the words as they reveal themselves.
Know yourself to know others.
Leaves turn, Time passes into infinity.
All that is and all that may come,
Give unto each other and Know.
So the Signs design.