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Loki parks in Doriath for another six years. She manages to make friends with some of the people who have things to do in accelerated perception. The Men who started as babies are full grown. The spell comes along and she refreshes everyone serving as a sorcery backup on a routine basis. She visits people between stints of work; during same she does things that she doesn't have to move around much to do. Writes a memoir. Screws around with decorative illusions. Sleeps, when absolutely necessary.
She's asleep when the quake hits. But not for very long.
purposeful_glory
purposeful_glory
People go there for vacations! The planets usually have small native populations, nice weather, and hospitality cultures suited for making catering to visitors their main industry.
Somewhere pretty, he says. I shouldn't think we'd require much catering to. Maitimo, do you still want therapy?
It might be useful, he says, but I wasn't planning to get that out of the vacation.
It might be useful, he says, but I wasn't planning to get that out of the vacation.
purposeful_glory
Pretty. How did I not guess. I would expect the two things best acquired separately; I can look into therapy too but feel much less competent at picking for you.
Father doesn't have the indelibility bit sorted and will probably have to build his nation first, but it still helps quite a lot.
purposeful_glory
Hmm.
Loki pokes the Tesseract.
I am not a toy, it tells her.
Sigh. Unpoke. No luck from my source.
Loki pokes the Tesseract.
I am not a toy, it tells her.
Sigh. Unpoke. No luck from my source.
Yeah, if it were at the point of giving out unimaginable power just because someone's sad he has to wait for it the universe would probably look very different than it does now. The Tesseract doesn't mind us duplicating its effects with our magic and you sharing?
purposeful_glory
It is very proud of my spell and says that I am 0.3% of the way to being as good as another space stone. It has not registered an opinion on me sharing the alphabet or my work therewith.
I think once Father knows enough about how your alphabet works he'd be happy to help spell-develop you along to being as good as a space stone.
purposeful_glory
I'm probably going to actually focus more on things that are outside the Tesseract's specialty, since it's letting me carry it around and use it for things. Next is still resurrection.
purposeful_glory
Of people in general. I'd like to avoid having to have more conversations with Mandos, apparently Ents just cease to exist altogether when they die, there are people in this galaxy too...
I should say so. The argument we had while you were gone mostly boiled down to whether we can build ourselves a pretty city before we try to save everyone in the galaxy who wants saving or whether we're obligated to fix everything first.
purposeful_glory
...the galaxy is very big and I'm not sure what would happen to you if you could not live in a pretty city.
Yeah, we're not sure either. We are building a pretty city. It is just constantly awful to know that there's a galaxy of people who we could instead be helping.
purposeful_glory
Well, they're mostly not going anywhere and the ones that are I'll be able to scoop back up once I've had a nice break from staring at sorcerous alphabet and churned out another spell.
Your break is very very thoroughly deserved. We're just - we are still used to Valinor. We grew up in an environment where there was absolutely nothing we could do to make anyone's life any more than trivially better.
purposeful_glory
Speaking of which, I'm probably going to move the Men out of Valinor, probably back to Beleriand. Dwarves'll probably want to go back too and don't have their own teleporters... And I need to find the Men a biologist. No idea where the everybody else in Valinor will want to go.
Our immigration policy is 'getting everyone in the galaxy artifacts so they can come here at will is really really important', if that's any help.
purposeful_glory
...you cannot fit everyone in the galaxy on your planet. You cannot fit everyone who is actively trying to find somewhere anywhere to live on your planet.
Then I'm not going to get a honeymoon for a while, am I? Though helping people is very soothing in its own right, perhaps it counts a little bit as therapy...