01-24-2016, 11:29 PM
Tom's follow-up question was certainly more along the lines of somethinf Nealaphh could produce a fully informed answer for.
Laboratory space, first and foremost, and seeing as how the Hammer will be forged here, I will require a large manufactory area as well, preferably with running, fresh water and room to process large amounts of raw material. Nealaphh said. Tom dutifully wrote the specifications down on himself, but the pseudo-human seemed distracted. Nealaphh didn't need to glean his surface thoughts to know that he was preoccupied with the two Secondaries that had been summoned along with the rest of this arcane castle. Frankly, Nealaphh had a marked disdain for drawing clear lines between 'science' and 'magic'. In its tradition, both concepts could simply be defined by the word 'force'. A process that can be controlled to produce a desired effect. Nealaphh's own abilities required nothing more than the simple knowledge of how to wield them. No specil bloodlines, no inherent talent connected the God-Mind to its intuitive connection to the tides of space and time. Both by voluntarily giving up what mortals called 'sanity', and by realizing that any fraction of infinity is still infinity, it was easy to extrapolate how anyone could have a fundamental influence of the workings of the cosmos.
Alas, this was no longer the world that the Enigma fully lived in, for now. This was a world of systems and hierarchy. Speaking of which, the young adventuring humans would likely find Nealaphh's natural form to be disquieting. As such, the shadow took the liberty of slowly compressing and molding its shape back into that of crow. Nealaphh perched itself on the back of the chair it had been sitting and produced a baleful cackle, ruffling its plummage into a more comfortable arrangement.
I should also think that a way to connect Hogwarts to the Institute Headquarters, once they are constructed, would be highly advisable. I have heard that such things are possible in the Omniverse, but the specifics are beyond my ken. Nealaphh said, lazily keeping a single, beady eye on the gread carved doors of the dining hall.
Laboratory space, first and foremost, and seeing as how the Hammer will be forged here, I will require a large manufactory area as well, preferably with running, fresh water and room to process large amounts of raw material. Nealaphh said. Tom dutifully wrote the specifications down on himself, but the pseudo-human seemed distracted. Nealaphh didn't need to glean his surface thoughts to know that he was preoccupied with the two Secondaries that had been summoned along with the rest of this arcane castle. Frankly, Nealaphh had a marked disdain for drawing clear lines between 'science' and 'magic'. In its tradition, both concepts could simply be defined by the word 'force'. A process that can be controlled to produce a desired effect. Nealaphh's own abilities required nothing more than the simple knowledge of how to wield them. No specil bloodlines, no inherent talent connected the God-Mind to its intuitive connection to the tides of space and time. Both by voluntarily giving up what mortals called 'sanity', and by realizing that any fraction of infinity is still infinity, it was easy to extrapolate how anyone could have a fundamental influence of the workings of the cosmos.
Alas, this was no longer the world that the Enigma fully lived in, for now. This was a world of systems and hierarchy. Speaking of which, the young adventuring humans would likely find Nealaphh's natural form to be disquieting. As such, the shadow took the liberty of slowly compressing and molding its shape back into that of crow. Nealaphh perched itself on the back of the chair it had been sitting and produced a baleful cackle, ruffling its plummage into a more comfortable arrangement.
I should also think that a way to connect Hogwarts to the Institute Headquarters, once they are constructed, would be highly advisable. I have heard that such things are possible in the Omniverse, but the specifics are beyond my ken. Nealaphh said, lazily keeping a single, beady eye on the gread carved doors of the dining hall.
And, we dream of home I dream of life out of here Their dreams are small My dreams don't know fear I got my heart full of hope I will change everything No matter what I'm told How impossible it seems We did it before And we'll do it again We're indestructible Even when we're tired And we've been here before Just you and I
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued