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For those that might be interested, I have through considerable effort figured out how to tweak these devices into allowing the display of color video and images beyond sepia.
[There is a steady tap tap tap, like a claw on metal.]
Which I would demonstrate, save that this is a physical change to the device and requires me to put in several very small items to function. Thus if you have interest in seeing each other in color, I can be found at the Second Time's The Charm shop, which sells these communicators, for the next several days. Make an appointment. As I am generous, I will not charge for my considerable time and efforts in this, though I will not refuse donations. You will have to turn your device over to me for a bell or so, there's no way around it. If you refuse, you may purchase another, I can update that one, and you may turn in your old one for recycling.
Technically I can't refuse anyone who asks for my aid. But if you are rude, violent, or otherwise not on good behavior something unpleasant may happen to your device while my talons are in its guts. Try to at least feign civility.
[OOC: The first watch update is here, IN LIVING COLOR. Lahabrea absolutely must get his hands on a watch in order to upgrade it. While this interaction can be handwaved!! you may also come visit Lahabrea and have it done in person for delicious CR! He won't refuse anyone, and he'll take into account rude people at least making an effort at being polite. Upgrades are freeeee! Make an appointment (in this thread or inboxes or etc I don't mind~) and come get your color upgrade!
Although he didn't mention it in this notice, he's willing to teach others how to do this as well, so other people can do upgrades! If you're interested, find an excuse to ask him! I welcome any and all assistance; the more hands I get the faster I can do future upgrades too!]
[There is a steady tap tap tap, like a claw on metal.]
Which I would demonstrate, save that this is a physical change to the device and requires me to put in several very small items to function. Thus if you have interest in seeing each other in color, I can be found at the Second Time's The Charm shop, which sells these communicators, for the next several days. Make an appointment. As I am generous, I will not charge for my considerable time and efforts in this, though I will not refuse donations. You will have to turn your device over to me for a bell or so, there's no way around it. If you refuse, you may purchase another, I can update that one, and you may turn in your old one for recycling.
Technically I can't refuse anyone who asks for my aid. But if you are rude, violent, or otherwise not on good behavior something unpleasant may happen to your device while my talons are in its guts. Try to at least feign civility.
[OOC: The first watch update is here, IN LIVING COLOR. Lahabrea absolutely must get his hands on a watch in order to upgrade it. While this interaction can be handwaved!! you may also come visit Lahabrea and have it done in person for delicious CR! He won't refuse anyone, and he'll take into account rude people at least making an effort at being polite. Upgrades are freeeee! Make an appointment (in this thread or inboxes or etc I don't mind~) and come get your color upgrade!
Although he didn't mention it in this notice, he's willing to teach others how to do this as well, so other people can do upgrades! If you're interested, find an excuse to ask him! I welcome any and all assistance; the more hands I get the faster I can do future upgrades too!]
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[There are lengthy pauses and silences as he works on his task; ordinarily Lahabrea would be snappish at best with interruptions to something he's focused on but it is allowed. An allowance he didn't grant to others, but if there could be exceptions made, surely they could only be granted to a fellow Ascian.
This, at least, made him feel somewhat less inadequate. If it was a job Emet-Selch could do himself, would he necessarily turn to others and idle about, bored, waiting for it to be completed?
Possibly, but unlikely by Lahabrea's estimation.
He can still manage something of value.]
It is some small comfort to know that timelessness isn't unique to our kind, at the least. I have heard of at least two other species that count their lives in the eon, not the year. And yet most of these short lived ones are indeed, human. Is it a flaw of that specific design, across all realities?
[Humanity was ubiquitous, and their grievous flaws alongside them.]
But it gives a glimmer of hope too, in turn. Once matters are settled with our star, we too may have the opportunity to turn outward, and find others like ourselves and build bridges across the cosmos. Rare though we immortal races may be.. we are not alone.
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Sometimes observing, sometimes contemplating his own thoughts, Emet-Selch refocuses on Lahabrea as he speaks, though one part, naturally, gives him pause.]
Not unique, no. But far too unusual.
['Once matters are settled with our star.' A statement that has him fall silent after his initial reply, apart from a quiet sigh to follow it. If there was to be anyone reaching out to other worlds, it would not be them, but humanity with all their flaws.]
--Well. That won't be for some time in any case. The search for other worlds at home, that is, should there even be any others in reach. Or any that are worth reaching for.
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[A touch wistful, that. He wasn't sure he'd still be alive to see it, to be there, and he accepted that much ... but he could still imagine.]
But even we must have something worth looking to the stars for, don't you think? To have dreams outside our reach, mayhap even outside our lifetimes, long after the star is made right and Lord Zodiark's peace embraced by all. Eventually we must turn outwards.
[And bring their God with them, to star after star, extending the shadow of His greatness across the galaxy. He doesn't say it - it's basic, an unstated obviousness. His hands still for a moment, silence following, before he shakes his head, a rattle of tiny nearly unseen ornaments on his horns following the gesture.]
I do not think it will be part of my future. Dragons do not last that long. But I will not release those dreams so easily. If we have naught to look forward to, then all we can do is look back, and that's a terrible way to rebuild a civilization.
[A slight slip of a clawtip sends a tiny spring cartwheeling across the table. He watches it for a long moment before simply fetching a different one and replacing it.]