01-24-2015, 02:07 AM
Spellbound, her eyes fell on the massive beast, not just a horse with wings, but a glowing white Pegasus. His posture was boisterously aligned and demonstrated competency. Caira moved the saddle from the horse to the Pegasus, and pondered what to do with the horse, while asserting her attention on TBG.
Caira listened intently to what the girl had to say, any knowledge would be beneficial in this new world.
"Really? I wonder what sort of work they have here?" Caira asked and the questions flowed from her lips, curiosity overtook her words. "If you wouldn't mind entertaining my whims, I have to conjure up something else before we go, I don't know when the next time will be I will be able to eat, I've never been to this city, and know nothing of any threat that might arise, I should prefer to be in my prime." Yes, Caira hadn't eaten for two days, of course this was only natural for someone of her race, but time flowed differently here, and now, after not eating, she was feeling voracious and fatigued after stravaging the Kingdom.
She wondered if the food she would conjure was as balanced as skill or strength here was- as she had learned from the book upon her arrival. And what type of world TBG had come from to be known to have built in robotics as she put some effort into her sustenance as it began to take shape.
"Tell me," Caira inclined, forfeiting some right later, where if a reciprocated question would be asked later she would be obliged to answer truthfully, "Does the term robot refer to your species?" Caira had never encountered such a 'species' though she recognized the word vaguely as an advancement in time, but of course, not the the version of it she knew.
Of course Caira knew vaguely of the world of technology, but nothing as extensive as someone whom was physically a part of its direct evolution.
"Can you look up what the Dataverse have to say about finding Omni?" Caira had yet to encounter the vague existence of technology and its reaches.
Caira summoned herself some food, in her hand, the glowing bubble of Omnilium quickly warped brightly, so brimming with light that one not used to it, might need to look away. Caira held it, customarily, and a star began to form in her hand, it was miniature but emitted an immense wave of heat. Her eyes fell on the fervid sustenance for a moment, the food from her homeland had once provided her with days of nourishment. She frowned, and remembered that in Camelot, when she had dined previously, it was not custom to eat a star as a delicacy. She shrugged and placed the hovering light in her mouth, the pomaceous aroma was sweet and delicate as it melted like a snowflake on her tongue and rolled to the back of her mouth.
The monks always gained sustenance from this method, because it did not harvest upon any ecosystems of plants or animals, contrary to the Core which had been dependent on various forms of advanced agriculture. The most intriguing thing about the food was the way to "catch" a star, a secret that would die with them, because in normal circumstances stars were colossal too fiery to eat and maintained themselves at a fixed distance. And now Caira could just summon them, it wasn't as enjoyable or fulfilling, and she would eventually have to recreate the same circumstances here, if she were to remain in the Omniverse until the end of time. Earning a prize sometimes made its rewards much more fulfilling, in this case, it would reaffirm her nostalgia.
But it was perhaps because of the unique method of attainment that they were the most sought after fruit in the galaxy. She smiled, because the secret was all hers, and the only thing she had left of that world were her memories of it. Perhaps, in this sense, time was just a toy. And the present, something to entertain us at this moment, until the next comes along.
It certainly was enough to make her ponder her own predicament in the Omniverse. Instead of Omni being intrigued by us, what if we are really simply enticed to be intrigued by him? the paradoxical side of her own question disarmed her defense of an answer, so with a sigh, she let her mind wander, and felt as though she were the reflection of a new star in the sky, and emitted her own light through her illustrious eyes.
The connoisseur of unobtainable light began to climb into the saddle, one svelte leg at a time, refreshed with energy. And kicked the horse across the way, on a path toward the Nexus gate. That'll save someone some Omnilium.
Once again, this time, higher on a perch, she directed her attention on TBG and offered, anew with curiosity, hope and accompanied with a flourishing smile, "I'm going to the city to gather information at the Dalaran Library, " she nodded in an engagé agreement to TBG's previous suggestion "I'd certainly appreciate someone to fly with. It's my first time."
Caira listened intently to what the girl had to say, any knowledge would be beneficial in this new world.
"Really? I wonder what sort of work they have here?" Caira asked and the questions flowed from her lips, curiosity overtook her words. "If you wouldn't mind entertaining my whims, I have to conjure up something else before we go, I don't know when the next time will be I will be able to eat, I've never been to this city, and know nothing of any threat that might arise, I should prefer to be in my prime." Yes, Caira hadn't eaten for two days, of course this was only natural for someone of her race, but time flowed differently here, and now, after not eating, she was feeling voracious and fatigued after stravaging the Kingdom.
She wondered if the food she would conjure was as balanced as skill or strength here was- as she had learned from the book upon her arrival. And what type of world TBG had come from to be known to have built in robotics as she put some effort into her sustenance as it began to take shape.
"Tell me," Caira inclined, forfeiting some right later, where if a reciprocated question would be asked later she would be obliged to answer truthfully, "Does the term robot refer to your species?" Caira had never encountered such a 'species' though she recognized the word vaguely as an advancement in time, but of course, not the the version of it she knew.
Of course Caira knew vaguely of the world of technology, but nothing as extensive as someone whom was physically a part of its direct evolution.
"Can you look up what the Dataverse have to say about finding Omni?" Caira had yet to encounter the vague existence of technology and its reaches.
Caira summoned herself some food, in her hand, the glowing bubble of Omnilium quickly warped brightly, so brimming with light that one not used to it, might need to look away. Caira held it, customarily, and a star began to form in her hand, it was miniature but emitted an immense wave of heat. Her eyes fell on the fervid sustenance for a moment, the food from her homeland had once provided her with days of nourishment. She frowned, and remembered that in Camelot, when she had dined previously, it was not custom to eat a star as a delicacy. She shrugged and placed the hovering light in her mouth, the pomaceous aroma was sweet and delicate as it melted like a snowflake on her tongue and rolled to the back of her mouth.
The monks always gained sustenance from this method, because it did not harvest upon any ecosystems of plants or animals, contrary to the Core which had been dependent on various forms of advanced agriculture. The most intriguing thing about the food was the way to "catch" a star, a secret that would die with them, because in normal circumstances stars were colossal too fiery to eat and maintained themselves at a fixed distance. And now Caira could just summon them, it wasn't as enjoyable or fulfilling, and she would eventually have to recreate the same circumstances here, if she were to remain in the Omniverse until the end of time. Earning a prize sometimes made its rewards much more fulfilling, in this case, it would reaffirm her nostalgia.
But it was perhaps because of the unique method of attainment that they were the most sought after fruit in the galaxy. She smiled, because the secret was all hers, and the only thing she had left of that world were her memories of it. Perhaps, in this sense, time was just a toy. And the present, something to entertain us at this moment, until the next comes along.
It certainly was enough to make her ponder her own predicament in the Omniverse. Instead of Omni being intrigued by us, what if we are really simply enticed to be intrigued by him? the paradoxical side of her own question disarmed her defense of an answer, so with a sigh, she let her mind wander, and felt as though she were the reflection of a new star in the sky, and emitted her own light through her illustrious eyes.
The connoisseur of unobtainable light began to climb into the saddle, one svelte leg at a time, refreshed with energy. And kicked the horse across the way, on a path toward the Nexus gate. That'll save someone some Omnilium.
Once again, this time, higher on a perch, she directed her attention on TBG and offered, anew with curiosity, hope and accompanied with a flourishing smile, "I'm going to the city to gather information at the Dalaran Library, " she nodded in an engagé agreement to TBG's previous suggestion "I'd certainly appreciate someone to fly with. It's my first time."
![[Image: mqdefault.jpg]](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/yEac52Ck_1A/mqdefault.jpg)