065th metal
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[ He stares out at the stars half-panicked, wide-eyed. They're so clear: more of them than he's ever seen before.
He burns steel/iron/tin/pewter, shields with copper, stretches out with bronze. He can't hear anything.
He's darted around the ship, lurked in the shadows, moved quick and quiet and unobtrusive as possible, but what is on deck stuns him. ]
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[ The feed is trained on the stars. ]
Why are the stars like this.
Why is it all metal.
[ His voice is flat and cold.
And much too young. ]
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venturemistborn. ]
Cassel: lump of atium. It seems inadequate, but it’s not just because of the metal, or because Zane hopes someday Cassel might be able to duplicate it. It’s that Zane used to depend entirely on this metal and stockpile and hoard it. It was his closest ally in a world where friends didn’t exist. He was never addicted to it, not like his father thought, but it had such value. Now there are other things that have that value.
Touko:
Babs: A handmade wrap, a shawl from Zane’s own world.
Iris:
Jerry:
Bush
Chris
Jean: A necklace with a fire opal pendant.
Anya: A bracelet that looks somewhat nice and plain, but is actually a very flexible multitool. Compass, firestarter, knife, etc.
Morgana: A pin that’s a twisted silver-and-red rose, beautiful. A long, fancy red coat.
Marsh: Different threads woven with different sorts of metal. Some living plant that does well in the dark with heavy mineral concentrations in it so that Marsh can see it more clearly.
Mickey:
Emperor
Allison: A set of glass and obsidian knives.
Arthas
Sylvanas
Arkin: An elaborate clock that needs to be put together, with instructions.
Steve:
[ He stares out at the stars half-panicked, wide-eyed. They're so clear: more of them than he's ever seen before.
He burns steel/iron/tin/pewter, shields with copper, stretches out with bronze. He can't hear anything.
He's darted around the ship, lurked in the shadows, moved quick and quiet and unobtrusive as possible, but what is on deck stuns him. ]
[ video ]
[ The feed is trained on the stars. ]
Why are the stars like this.
Why is it all metal.
[ His voice is flat and cold.
And much too young. ]
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venturemistborn. ]Cassel: lump of atium. It seems inadequate, but it’s not just because of the metal, or because Zane hopes someday Cassel might be able to duplicate it. It’s that Zane used to depend entirely on this metal and stockpile and hoard it. It was his closest ally in a world where friends didn’t exist. He was never addicted to it, not like his father thought, but it had such value. Now there are other things that have that value.
Touko:
Babs: A handmade wrap, a shawl from Zane’s own world.
Iris:
Jerry:
Bush
Chris
Jean: A necklace with a fire opal pendant.
Anya: A bracelet that looks somewhat nice and plain, but is actually a very flexible multitool. Compass, firestarter, knife, etc.
Morgana: A pin that’s a twisted silver-and-red rose, beautiful. A long, fancy red coat.
Marsh: Different threads woven with different sorts of metal. Some living plant that does well in the dark with heavy mineral concentrations in it so that Marsh can see it more clearly.
Mickey:
Emperor
Allison: A set of glass and obsidian knives.
Arthas
Sylvanas
Arkin: An elaborate clock that needs to be put together, with instructions.
Steve:
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What's your name?
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[She tilts her head curiously.]
Maybe Dirk. You can be Dirk if you like. I'm Lilith.
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[ Dirk, he means. ]
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[She plainly approves of this.]
What are you cross about?
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Is that snow?
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Oh.
[ He'd assumed it was ash, but when a flake falls onto his fingertips, it melts. He doesn't show any discomfort at being out in the cold. ]
Yes.
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