GESB: Operation Cocoa Puffs

[Chad32]

"Hello Myitt. It's Temrash. When we find a spot for Cutter, my allies will come and pick up Ardiss. Unless you want them to meet somewhere else." Temrash messaged to her ship.

[Breekan1]

"Myitt, I've always wondered- how much control does a Yeerk have regarding the input they get from their host? Could you just tune out the bit of Tara's brain that says her nose is cold?" He grins. "Not that Tara would let you forget, mind." His expression turns a bit more serious as he looks towards Cutter. "John, Myitt brought up a good point back there. If I exert myself, I might be able to send you back. I didn't think of it myself because..." He pauses, and shakes his head. "The point is, it'll be dangerous. You could end up stranded in time and space, maybe even in probability- this reality..." He sniffs the air. "This reality smells differently from my home-Universe. You might end up there, or anywhere in between. Or, if the paradox of your shifting around is too much for the Universe to handle, it might just erase you completely- unbirthing you, rather than killing you. But, you say you have family. A girl? And I understand if you'd be willing to take that chance. But make no mistake: you will be gambling."

[Myitt]

Myitt looks up from punching in an Earth phone number onto the little holopad.  "Huh?  Oh.  Uhh...I could easily detach myself from feeling anything having to do with parts of Tara's face, including the pain and sensory receptors of her nose if I wanted to, but the cold would still be there.  She'd just feel it much more strongly, and yes, probably complain about it more."  She grins a bit.

<Oh come on, I'm from a cold place, too,> Tara grumbles. 

<Yes, but that doesn't stop you from complaining about it.>

<Stop being so frigging right.>

She clears her throat.  "What I find really kind of interesting is that I can keep breathing through her nose without feeling anything through it.  No, that's not entirely correct; I can still feel, but it's not as strong a connection.  I guess the facial nerves must all be interconnected."

<Stoppit, it's weird.>

"Should I make this phone call, or do you want to try screwing around with the fabric of space-time, Cutter?" Myitt asks, hand poised over the comm link.  "Personally, I'd vote for not messing with time.  Who knows what it could've changed?  Anyway, it's pretty evident that you came from this universe, or one very much like it, if you've found information on your family and your disappearance.  I don't know if placing you back there will make the Nazis win the war, or whatever."

[Shenmue654]

Mar nods, having followed the others onto the ship. "It would be too complicated, Breekan. I suppose I could trace his aura and find out exactly where the boy is from, but I don't know if I would be able to convey that to someone else. Although I would have better odds with you than someone like Myitt. Plus, there's the distinct possibility that putting him back could cause problems for his universe. Since he seemed to have appeared here by a bizarre space-time fluctuation, we don't know whether it's better to leave him or put him back. It would be less like gambling which is predictable in some cases, and more like playing a game of billiards while blindfolded."

[Hunter]

((gah! sorry for the late reply...))

Following everyone out of the shop, he managed to get on the roof with minimal frost damage to his hands. As Myitt asked him whether or not to make the call, he said "Well, I thank you for all that you've done for me here. You're a great gal and all that, but I don't really think that I would quite fit in here, in this day in age. Sorry if I caused any trouble."

As he said that, he was busy removing the large winter coat that he had thrown at him by Myitt. "Mar, you lost me at 'aura'. Myitt, would I be able to call up the Pirates on their ship? I've been thinking it over, and I wouldn't mind taking them up on their offer that Gaz proposed to me earlier."

[Breekan1]

Breekan shakes his head. "I know what you're saying, but the universe isn't going to let me destroy it with something as piddly as a little paradox. A Universe is a big, hearty operation- it knows how to spit out a cog that's wound into the wrong place.The complication comes in trying to keep Cutter from exploding through the fabric of space-time."

[Myitt]

"Hmm," says Myitt thoughtfully, "I like billiards.  And I am not even going to get into the mathematical complexity of rearranging the fabric of space-time.  You can handle that, guys.  Anyway, fine, Cutter, we can contact the pirates."  She switches the comm link to contact Gaz's ship.  "Hate the cold, anyway.  I think you can hang on to those cards, if you ever need to visit Earth; just don't abuse them, okay?"

She dials the pirates.  "Helloooo-oooo?" she calls.  "You there?  It looks like Cutter wants to join you lot, after all."

[Gaz]

Gaz answers the comm. "Hey!" she said. "Was wondering what happened to you. Yeah, we're not fans of the cold. Cutter is more than welcome to join up with us."

[Darth Revan]

Thordon follows Myitt and the group to thier ships and waits outside of Gaz's ship for her and Fletcher to return.

[Gaz]

The hatch to Gaz's ship opened up as Gaz walked up.

"Come on in!" Gaz said. "Get out of this blasted cold. How was the rest of the adventure?"

[Darth Revan]

"Thank you. I actually enjoy the cold. When I ascended I lost all feelings, so when I regained this 'avatar', I appreciate any sensations my body feels. Luckily, being immortal allows me to appreciate freezing temperatures without worry of harm." Thordon followed the pirates into the ship and sat back down in his seat.

"Do you know our next destination?"

[Myitt]

Overhearing on broad range link, Myitt replies, "From what I understand, Cutter's heading over to your ship.  As soon as he's on his way over there, you certainly don't have to stick around, although we appreciate your company.  Me, I've got to get back to the bar to drop Breekan and Mar off, and then get this stuff to the base before it spoils."

<Aww, we don't have time for just one visit to-->

<No, I'm sorry,> Myitt says apologetically.  <Far too long on this planet as it stands.  We need to keep moving.>

<Did we at least get-->

<Yes, I grabbed frozen pizza, remember?>

<Not really,> Tara sulks. 

Outwardly she sighs and taps at the controls, warming up the main engines.

[Chad32]

"I'll be staying. I need to help get Ardiss settled and work on some things." Temrash messaged to Myitt.

His allies would be thre soon to meet him and Ardiss, and he wanted to stay and plan in case Terenia was really from the same world he was on.

[Darth Revan]

Thordon looks to the ceiling as Myitt responds to his question he directed to Gaz. "This comm is rather unsettling, you never know who's truly listening."

[Myitt]

Myitt grins.  "Kinda fun, isn't it, Thordon?"