Tea in the Gardens and Antechambers

[kaolinandbone]

As the many multiversal guests are gated in, singly or in groups, a crowd slowly begins to form in the entry hall. Lioncourt looks up from her meditation break and claps her hands twice: in moments, a dozen automaton servants file out from the adjoining rooms, hands of gleaming white porcelain holding equally elegant china tea-sets. A pair of the automatons open the doors at the far end of the hall, revealing a tiered rose garden, the stone benches dotted here and there ringing a large central clearing.

"Tea is served, either here or in the gardens: I would appreciate it, however, if some of my guests might proceed onward so as to reduce crowding."

Comments

Re: Orz

[esthfora]

Esthfora giggles rainbows. She is so very delighted by Orz! Orz are adorzable.

Re: Orz

[withmanyfingers]

Orz, for it/their part, finds Esthfora delicious. Much like a sweet dessert. Very tasty, but not particularly filling or nutritious. She doesn't have a lot to say, but she does say it quite clearly and intelligibly.

Re: Orz

[esthfora]

"Do you want to visit me in my place? I can put meaning there for you," she says after some more leghugs.

She's adapting to conversation with Orz; these rainbows are less about the truth of what she's saying (although it's still definitely true) and more about adding conceptual depth. 'My place' is the place that is her, the world that is made of her mind. To 'put meaning' in it is to fill it with tasty treats like rainbow giggles - and more substantial things, maybe; but the information content of Esthfora's mind, in general, is much more about giggles and pretty colours and soft flowers and paradoxical architecture than about knowledge per se.

Re: Orz

[withmanyfingers]

That's fine. Orz has many *fingers*, after all; it doesn't need to limit itself to doing only one thing. It can get knowledge from other people; Esthfora has rainbows!

Yes! Myself the Orz will come to *play* at your *house*!

Re: Orz

[esthfora]

Esthfora beams.

She climbs up the battlemech's leg and boops its window-bubble in a location approximately corresponding to the occupant's beak.

"Come play!" she agrees, and her rainbow halo swirls with here-I-am-ness.

Re: Orz

[withmanyfingers]

It only takes a moment. There is a rippling, a wavering, a sucking noise, a sense of absence in the empty air.

Then, with a wave from the fish-pilot, Orz gently disentangles its mechsuit from Esthfora and turns to go. She is, after all, now quite full of *happy* Orz, and doesn't need a physical body to talk to them anymore.

Re: Orz

[esthfora]

Oceans and oceans of Orz!

Esthfora waves goodbye to this one and goes off to pet soft flowers.