[ It's probably the last day she'll sit at the Singularity, waiting to help. Her people are all in Nocwich, and while she hasn't decided whether she's going to stay there until they leave, her presence is still becoming needed more outside of the Horizon than inside it. As it is, she appears to be clearing the table of food, although she's doing it by hand -- some of the instincts to do things without magic never really fade away.
She looks better than she did last time they met. The Singularity lies sleeping in her head, no longer a constant tidal wave of emotions she has to weather. There's no information left to channel. She's escaped the cycle of overload and drain. ]
Oh, hey. [ She looks up with mild surprise to see him. Most of the Summoned who've appeared in the Horizon recently were the ones who were kidnapped. She's seen precious few of those who weren't captured. ] Sure. What's up?
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She looks better than she did last time they met. The Singularity lies sleeping in her head, no longer a constant tidal wave of emotions she has to weather.
There's no information left to channel. She's escaped the cycle of overload and drain. ]
Oh, hey. [ She looks up with mild surprise to see him. Most of the Summoned who've appeared in the Horizon recently were the ones who were kidnapped. She's seen precious few of those who weren't captured. ] Sure. What's up?