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In Milliways, the front door opens.
yeerks
through-the-free-fall
She will see someone who looks a lot like Matirin except somehow even prettier, and a woman with mountain-goat horns and jet-black wings who is piling up computer chips as books appear on a bar. He looks up. " - oh, hello -"
through-the-free-fall
"Welcome to Milliways! It's an interdimensional bar - there are more dimensions than any known societies have come up with numbers for - and you look rather like some people who're already here." Ambela, new Bell -
"Is that so. You look familiar too, do you also turn into a blue centaur alien when you're off the clock?"
through-the-free-fall
Knows me as a blue centaur alien, apparently! Human, looks like you, maybe early twenties? I think she might have recently had an unpleasant time of it... "I can't say I do. Maitimo, nice to meet you."
"Bella. Should I assume you also want the names of everyone else I've ever met or is that not how this works?"
through-the-free-fall
"That is absolutely how this works but if you know a me we will just give him the comprehensive list of everyone any of us knows and then he will reciprocate and then the world will be back in equilibrium. The list has several billion people at this point, I don't know anything about blue centaur aliens but he might need a memory aid of some kind."
through-the-free-fall
"Oh good. When Cam come downstairs we can send a little probe to go fetch him assuming he's not in shouting distance of the door - while the door is closed time is paused in your world, if you still have mortality and wars and so on you may want to close it until we're all set to end that -"
"There was a war. We won. It's quiet now. Mortality's a thing, though, planet is radioactive. He's out of both shouting and thoughtspeak distance, unfortunately."
through-the-free-fall
"Mortality we can fix. If you're the standard kind of human born to other humans with no magic - what's thoughtspeak? - we can fix it easily, even."
"Gosh, you know how to beat blue centaur aliens for excitingness, don't'cha." She shuts the door.
through-the-free-fall
"We pooled lotsa magic until we could just fix everything. That's what this operation is -" gesturing at the books - "sorting through the multiverse to find places in need so we can go save them. We are very bottlenecked on interdimensional teleporters and a little bottlenecked on mortality fixes but we'll get there. Bar, is this a Bell -"
"But I am-Bella. ...Is this a translation effect or what, should I avoid puns."
through-the-free-fall
"We have a writeup now, resources we've got and what we are doing with them. Has your world invented electricity -"
"Is this a common deficit? Yes, we have electricity and we're working on plagiarizing faster than light travel."
truth_is_beauty
"Those are the same kind of pants Cam wears," Ambela says. "I bet they're from the same time and sort of Earth, or close to."
through-the-free-fall
"Plagiarizing faster-than-light travel will go faster with demons and ten of my dad." Resource writeup that assumes knowledge of what computers are!
"Great. Ten of your dad. I'mma delegate that to Cayaldwin."
