un: what a load of pollocks

[sergeant_slick]

Has anybody mapped this place out? We've got a thing in the lake, crazy buggers in the woods and stars know what or where else out there. Getting a proper feel for the area would go a long way to effectively dealing with this stuff.

And do we have a roster? Any sense of how many people are here, how often we're getting more? We need to know how much supplies we need, and how many people can get signed up for guard duty.

The answer's no to any of that, I'm doing it myself, and you're going to thank me for it.

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[sergeant_slick]

[He shakes his head at the question.] Nah, didn't expect to either. Every system's got a different perspective on the galaxy, so the constellations are almost always different. I was hoping this thing would show where the companion galaxies are, but that'll have to wait until it's safe to go out at night. [Those you could always count on, at least.]

The port's one thing that's been confusing me though--I didn't see one in the city. And there's no ships coming in through this airspace. How's stuff getting here?

[beitangmoran]

I... beg your pardon?

[... Sir, how did you miss the harbor, it's as big as half the city?]

'Stuff' arrives by sea. On ships. Who dock at the port. Did you somehow manage to avoid that part of the city entirely? It's quite hard not to see.

[sergeant_slick]

What? [Is this a translator issue again?]

No, like a spaceport. We got here somehow, right? But there's nowhere for ships to land there.

[beitangmoran]

A... space port?

[Excuse you, sir, but now Morna is starting to suddenly doubt your sanity.]

... Are you somehow entertaining the fancy that ships can fly? They are sea vessels, my good man. They land at the pier like all ships do and throw anchor there.

[sergeant_slick]

[...Okay, this was obviously more than just a translation issue.]

Yeah? Like starships? Wait--are you from this planet? [Because that could maybe explain the confusion.]

[beitangmoran]

... No, I am very much not from this planet or this world. But I did not arrive here via... starship, whatever that is.

[What on Earth, no pun intended, are you talking about, good sir?]

[sergeant_slick]

...How else would you get here, then?

[The feeling's mutual, this is probably the most surreal conversation he's had in his entire life.]

[beitangmoran]

The sorcery of this world is unlike any I have ever witnessed. I assume someone, somewhere, seems to have the power to bend the time-space continuum, because we are all too different to even come from the same Universe. Some os us have lived with certain things all our lives that others have never heard from.

... Like 'Jedi'. Or 'starships'.

And I don't suppose you know of Huangdao, or what a Star Master is.

[sergeant_slick]

I wouldn't go that far. The Force can do some pretty crazy stuff. [And he had no idea where the limits were on that, so every weird, weird thing he's seen here has been chalked up to "The Force did it".]

[So entirely different universes was a more plausible idea than a starship dumping you on an isolated rock?] No idea what those are. But if it's something unique to your planet, I wouldn't know.

[beitangmoran]

And I have never heard of a ship travelling through the stars. I honestly cannot fathom how this could even work.

[Like, the idea itself is fascinating, but what is technology, haha.]

[sergeant_slick]

I don't know how it works either. I'm a soldier, not an engineer. All I know is that it definitely does work, and they're... well, they're normal. It's how galactic society works. And unless there's a really good

[beitangmoran]

I am quite sure that if you ask anyone here, you have very little chance of finding anyone familiar with even the concept as anything more than fantasy.

[Because it's impossible, at least by the standards Moran is used to, which this world isn't very far from.]