[PUBLIC CHANNEL] DAY 51

[criticallyfucked]

Has anyone found anything substantial?

Because I've been reading for hours... every day, mind, and all I'm finding is peas.

Just... peas.

And I know there's more.

[Pause.]

We're dozens of eyes, at least some of which are... looking for relevance.

[Shima.]

So if you've found anything to share, it might be faster to combine what we do have, rather than combing over the same things multiple times?

[Listen. No one said he was good at team work.

But if everyone's combing out individual peas and grains in the dirt, then at least combining them might make some sort of passable salad.

Or maybe someone is holding out.]

Comments

[anti_nonsense]

Golems!?

[That pulls Rita's attention away from the book, prompting her to stare at the Tease with renewed fascination.]

So this 'Earl' created them? What are they used for?

[prazerbutterfly]

[He moves his hand slowly so it flattens out and the Tease takes his direction and crawls down his fingers to his palm to settle there gently.]

Yes, golems. My Earl is the head of our household and he is quite the inventor. They can be used for a variety of things. Tracking, observation, small deliveries... The more mature ones can be utilized in combat for both offensive and defensive means.

[anti_nonsense]

For offense? How does that work?

[Rita draws closer to look over the Tease. She's never heard of such a small golem... and such a sleek design too. Maybe she can sketch it, or...

That's right! Rita's eyes light up as she remembers something. She sets the pen down and reaches into one of the large pockets of her tunic, producing a small, yellow camera. She holds it up, and with a click and a flash, she photographs the Tease as it sits in Tyki's hand.]

[prazerbutterfly]

[He holds his hand steady so that she can take a picture. He then lifts his fingers so it flits into the air near Rita, now locked into idle mode without any real command issued to it.

Another Tease appears in his hand without warning but it is much larger, checkered with a tiny skull in the middle. It sits upon the back of his hand with the same methodical beat of its wings. He folds his hand downwards until it rests in his palm and without a second of hesitation, he pours his Dark Matter into it and it transforms into a massive blade against his arm.] Please don't touch it. I don't want to cut you.

[anti_nonsense]

It transformed...!?

[Rita's stunned, but not too stunned to snap another picture. She heeds his warning, and though she stays close enough to examine the transformed golem, she makes no move to touch it.]

It looked like you infused it with some kind of power. Is that how you control them?

[prazerbutterfly]

[There are far too many curious people at the carnival that would reach out and try to touch something that looks both beautiful and dangerous. It courses along his arm and he's instinctively keeping it at his side away from her touch.]

They listen to me even without this magic. It is their purpose. But, I did force my Dark Matter into its body and used it to transform it, if that is what you are asking.

[anti_nonsense]

Dark Matter? Is that what you call that power?

[The power to transform matter and manipulate it at will, in addition to Tyki's other abilities... In some distant corner of her mind, Rita's suddenly glad this guy's on the same side as her.]

[prazerbutterfly]

Perceptive so far, you are right. The power I wield is Dark Matter.

[It gives him his strength, his speed, his longevity. Along with his unique power to choose it was a deadly combination and yet could be used for so much good. She's curious and in his world that would be a horrible thing. Here, he doesn't mind indulging.]