Everburning Fires.

[Ari]

Coruscant was both familiar and foreign in many ways, but the stench that came with an industrial revolution and lingered afterwards was unmistakable.

Unmistakable, and not present.

It was the first thing she noticed after passing through the gate. While it smelled like cement and carbon emissions, the actual elements were missing. It struck her then, that the Nexus hadn’t had a smell. She could determine the elements of the worlds, but couldn’t smell the white - as if it hadn’t existed. Looking back at the portal, it was most certainly still there, but no scent eminated from it the way the fake carbon emission smell came from this world on the other side.

Arianna’s brow furrowed as she looked onwards, head tilted up slightly to analyse the tranquil peace of Coruscant. Time was not the same here, and Warren appeared long moments after she had. It made her wonder - was time passing at all, or was it simply defined by movement? Humans calculated time by the movement of the sun, but perhaps it was calculated differently here. Ari stretched her arms up towards the sky, abandoning her attempt at dimensional physics, or whatever Iza called it. She was smart, but science was beyond her knowledge.

The Chimera wasn’t known for creating technology. The Chimera was known for her precision in changing forms, yet that had been taken away from her. There was still a power lock on her abilities. She felt chained, collared and muzzled by the white Specter who brought her here. He should have known better. Maurvois always bit back harder. It was second nature.

The Chimera turned to her travel companion, eager to keep moving.

“Which way? As much as I’d love to sightsee, I do need to find a hospital rather soon.”

She could feel the toxins burning, though nothing had changed. There was no weakness in her limbs, no blur to her vision. Iza had told her those would mark how long she had before reaching critical points. The pain meant the medicine was wearing off.

The Chimera waited for Warren to start leading the way again, wary of what seemed to be a peaceful city.

“You don’t need to ask anything now. You can hold onto those three questions until you’re in desperate need of assistance. That being said. I’m not fighting your battles for you. Don’t ask me to do anything. Only information. It’s just what I do.”