Word to above with love - RPLOG
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Date
30/8/477
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A bit late and with some light rain, Jessica looks around as Jeremy stands there patently. Beside them is a rather older looking machine. "I don't know how you can stay so calm Jeremy." Says the Blackback skunk, twitching her tail a bit. Meanwhile, the flower being with purple petels looks over to her, "It is only the creators, they are nothing big nor important." Jessica gives him a fairly blank stare, then again, being one of the first friendly shadows, Jessica really cound't question her flowery companion. "If... you say so." She says as they wait.
Calisiel chuckles slightly, standing not far from the rest. "Exactly. The creators are nothing compared to us. Beings, in general, are far superior." The crow seems to share the opinion, at least in part, of the flower. Her white hooded cloak drawn up over her head, while she leans heavily on her staff. She glances at the machine, distasteful of creator tech.
"I'm gonna have to agree with that one.." Sara states as she steps into the viscinity, an index pointed towards Jeremy, "Never seen one personally, but I heard about one.. which sounded like little more than a petty thug. Something like Creator.. Joe?" As she mumbles to herself Sara makes her way to the two and their machine before stopping a few feet away and pulling the hood of her cloak down. "Either way, I'd like to see just what these people are like."
A soggy mouse comes skidding into the little gathering, stopping a fair amount of paces away for fear of being unwelcome and catching some snippets of the current conversation. He holds a hand up high in greeting to the other beings, "Hello. Fine weather. Heh... eh." The rodent goes quiet and continues to hover near the edge.
Ryusho can't help but rub his chin at the 'distaste' as he hums, "I myself...Am not sure, They were looked on with wonder a few years ago...and then in curriosity, and.." he hums softly, "There is a lot I do not know...other then the one thing I have been interested in is the ...technology, the want to figure it out...to hopefully improve my own knowledge and ability to make things..by learning from things I don't fully understand." he says, having arrived a bit on the quick side since he had been currious, especially if it was a mix of involving creators and then shadows...though he tries to still brush off the fact that he ...really had lots of problems with the shadows until they..became more netural one might say...considering he had been soulless...or..however they are called now....
Elijah grumbles as he joins the group at the church doors. "We gonna hang around here in the rain?" the grizzly rumbles, "I'm already going to be dripping on the floors!" He raises a wary brow at Calasiel, since the bird was obviously mad as a hatter. "What are we calling the Creators down for anyway?" he asks.
The grizzly smiles as he notices Ryusho, lumbering over to stand by the big reptile.
Amelia looms about on the scene, content to watch fairly quietly for the time being, it seems. She collie reaches up to adjust her glasses before linking her sleeves together, standing with a rather neutral smile on her face. She'd been a little out of the loop lately, and was a bit unsure of what to add... So watching would be the best bet, she figured.
A cloaked young plant being moves closer to the group that seems to increase in size by the minute. He is still wearing his heavy cloak covering most of his body from the rain, but keeping the hood unworn, after all what flowered being does not like light rain on their white petaled, double blossom of a hair. Getting a bit closer he says, he speaks in his usual calm and polite tone, "Such disdainful comments comming from us and just before we enter one of places of their worship ironic isn't it?" His face still holds its usual serene and neutral expression, but it seems his priestly training him quick to defend the Creators. He quickly adds, "And after all wouldn't at least the saints deserve some form of respect? We won't be conversing here if it weren't for them." With his piece he offers a slight smile to the group, before going back to silence.
Siyu walks in with the rest of the beings, in his muted linens, his eyes are sharp and he looks around the room. Not saying anything really. The two beings are working the creator device. He honestly isn't sure what he can add so he just stands off to the side and is quiet. He's dressed with an oil skin so the rain didn't really bother him. Just standing towards the bac and listening to the others.
Looking over to each being walking up, Jessica shakes her head to Calisiel and Sara, but gives a nod to Ryusho, "Indeed, the Creators are just that, our creators. We shouldn't dismiss them so easily." A nod to the other flower. Jeremy shakes her head, "Come inside, we've need of those who understand these older machine spirits." She says, welcoming everyone into the main room of the church, "And to be mindful in here, and respectful at least." She continues.
The machine looks like some kind of slab with different very unsual looking letters on it, and some numbers as well, though they don't quite all make sense. "Well, do we have a priest with us today? The priests themselves said they were a bit too busy, but if we could find beings able to use it, they would allow us, this once. They said they would be most comfortable if another priest was in charge." Says Jessica.
Ryusho mrphs softly, "I had been wanting to get some..at least basic training as a reason to be able to try to interact more..directly with such tech..but I don't believe I ever got the chance, other then watching and trying to learn from that.." he says softly to himself as he rubs his chin, looking slowly over it, but not getting any closer as he thinks
Calisiel chuckles softly, "I'll be respectful. Probably. That depends on them." The crow glances around the room, having no priest training, she simply stands and watches. For now. Could, if noone here is a priest, lie and say she knows what she is doing. But not yet.
Elijah shrugs his massive shoulders then follows the others into the church. "I'm pretty handy with golems," he rumbles, "Have never tried my hand at Creator stuff though." He looks over the machine, wondering if maybe it works like a golem.
Amelia raises her hand and smiles. "Yes. I am Amelia Percival, one of the priests from Shralesta," she says quietly. "Been doing it most of my life. If you require the services of a priest, I will gladly provide mine." She drops her hand once she has finished her introduction and relinks her sleeves.
Siyu shakes his head, "I only know how the handle artifacts without them blowing up, I do not know how to operate an of their machines..."
"Only real knowledge I've got with this stuff is what I had seen in the creator ship, and in the undertunnels." Sara admits regretfully, "And even then, I never really figured out how to.." she stops then, and gyrates one of her hands as if thinking of the correct word, ".. work it, I suppose?" As she speaks, Sara makes her way into the room, choosing to stay behind those that had understood the creator technology and its language, her tail swishing happily all the while.
Rokarion stares at the machine, trying to take all the details he could see in, before answering, "Well I am a trained priest, and have some interest in Creator Technology, but I do not think I would be comfortable enough with operating this device. I fear damaging such wonderful piece of technology."
Benegaris maintains a fair distance from the crowd of curious and beings with better training than himself. For now he keeps to himself and listens intently. Maybe he'll at least learn something today at least.
Ryusho rumbles very softly, "I am a craftsman by trade, and one who wishes greatly to learn about this tech, but...I do not know and have not been trained in proper use, other then what I have seen, so I would have to work and figure it out very carefully if I was to try myself.." he says after a bit, "So it would potentially be better if one with proper knowledge stepped forward, but if no one does, I might be able to, given a little time, to figure it out with a ginger touch.....
Elijah shakes his shaggy head at all the tiptoeing. "Let me at it," he says, lumbering up to the machine, "This doesn't look too hard." The Burly bear starts to poke at some of the familiar symbols. "This should get the thing hopping," he says.
With a priestess among them, Jessica smiles, though Jeremy continues her blank stare. Such is the shadows. "Ok! Come here come here." It is easy enough to tell that the slab has letters from The First Language, and translation is not too diffacult. However, the machine seems... dead... or asleep? It makes no sound nor movement. Jermey however looks to Ryusho, Elijah, and Siyu, "Perhaps you three could take a look at it as well?" she asks. But seems that everyone had some idea on what they were going to do already! Elijah's poking around does eventually get an upper part, above the slab, to glow with a strange bright light! An image appearing... and moving around? It is red, green, and blue, though without knowledge of The First Language, it is impossible to read.
Calisiel yawns, singularly unimpressed by the creator technology. She looks at the others, but has nothing to add. So, the crow leans on her staff, watches patiently.
Amelia shuffles a little closer alongside Elijah, content to let him try first as she watches. The dogmonk was hardly one to raise a fuss over such a thing! And she was curious to see what happens. "Well, I shall remain on standby should we need my assistance," she says with a polite nod to Jessica. "I will let him have the first crack at it." And it seems he at least got something to trigger! Thankfully, she could probably read the image. Probably. She reaches up to adjust her glasses and leans forward to find out!
Rokarion moves closer to the group, maybe the flower didn't invite him to step up. but he was not going to leave such a chance to simply watch this machine working from a close distance. He says to Elijah, "Just be careful we don't want to damage it. " Rokarion then shifts his gaze back at the machine looking for any other signs of its possible function or control.
Benegaris goes bright eyed at the wondrous lights coming from the machine and scurries his way closer to the wise experts. "What's it say? A prophetic declaration of doom and gloom. Woe to all who read it?" The rodent twitches a bit at the very prospect. He manages to quiet his thoughts and lock up his mouth before any more idiocy slips out though.
With nothing to really add to the talk of the machine Sara remains close to the back of the group and folds her arms across her chest, her lips pursing in a pensive gaze. As Elijah makes his way to the machine Sara rises to her tiptoes and attempts to peer over his shoulder as the sigils are pressed. "Huh.. wonder wha--.." her sentence stopping rather abruptly as she looks over the new letters. "What in the hell does that say?" she asks herself as she begins to make her way to the strange machine.
Siyu stands back as those with more knowledge work it, he at least shakes his cloak off so the water doens't get near the device, peering at it and those around it.
"Yeah, yeah," Elijah rumbles, "I'm not going to break anything." He pulls his unlit pipe from a pocket in his overalls and puts the stem between his teeth without packing or lighting it. It just felt good to have it there. Helps him think. "Is that it?" he asks, "Is it working now?"
Amelia hums in thought as she scans over it with her eyes before flashing a little smile. "Parts of it are a little unclear," she begins, "Something about a self-test or diagnosis. Something is working properly, though we need to check... Something else. Possibly a power supply, or internal component. Depends on how well this machine has been maintained."
Ryusho thinks a moment, "Well...If it check...Does it not...say what is not right?" he asks softly,
Calisiel continues to watch as the beings seem to be having trouble. "Problem? Have you tried pressing every button? Assuming there are any..." She barely looked at the machine.
Rokarion nods, and chimes in with Amelia, "What Amelia said. I am assuming there are some kind of manual or maybe one of those numbers are a scale for something?" Glancing Rysho and answering, "Unfortunately the thing we should check is....unclear to me at least." He then shifts back to the machine, before adding in, but not looking at Calisiel, "Pressing every button as you say is a quick way to get this thing unoperable."
Upon the main slab there are many buttons! Though mostly letters and numbers of The Old Language. Though after a bit of looking around, it is noticable that there are a few other buttons on the side of the machine as well. Perhaps one of them could work? Or maybe they would be more dangerous. One of them has a glowing green little light beside it, and looks as if it could be pushed upward or downward. A few other buttons each look as if they could be pushed in and that was all.
"Eh," Elijah grunts, looking over the machine, "If it glows, I say it wants pushing." The big grizzly reaches out a massive paw and slides the green lit switch upward. Up meant on, right?
Amelia quietly watches Elijah make his choice before giving a slow nod of approval. That's probably what she would have done, herself. A brief look is cast over the others for a moment before she looks back to the machine. "Remember to be cautious," she says quietly. "We do not wish to harm it. Or ourselves."
"Preferably I'd rather IT be harmed than us. A much better alternative." Benegaris puts his hands behind his back in his desperate struggle to keep from joining in on the rogue button presses. Such a struggle not to satisfy a certain morbid curiosity. Truly.
As Elijah pushes the switch, the little green light goes out! The device starts to go cold except for the upper part which still displays the same thing. For the most part, everything else remains the same, with no visable parts.
Ryusho stares softly at it, "..So that turned it off..." he says softly, as he thinks, "..However the top shows the same.." he says softly, "Maybe the top is not linked to the bottom?" he then says after a moment, "Since...The bottom turned off, but the top stayed on....that implies they are seperate...so..." he has to stop for a moment....
Calisiel steps up to the machine. The crow proceeds to poke it with her staff. "Working yet? Creators... don't tell us how to use what they give us... ridiculous." She continues to poke it, the crow growing frustrated by it.
"Huh," he says, "Not up then." The grizzly chews on the stem of his pipe and slides the formerly green switch downward. "Why don't you have a machine priest running this thing for you?" he asks, "I'm just an army engineer pushing buttons!"
Rokarion nods, before looking Calisiel, "Do not poke the machine please, we are still attmepting to figure its working out, and it might be delicate to the touch." Rokarion then moves around the machine in a full circle looking for any other things they might have missed, before standing back with the group, "Nothing has changed it seemed, should we try to turn the lever back on?"
Button up again, green light on, and device warming up once more. However, still no change in the top of it. There are still a lot of buttons on another of the sides to try. Jessica shakes her head, "They said all the machine priests would be busy, and that we should find others to help us." She says, "But that this wouldn't too hard if we have a few people with some good knowledge of machines." She says.
Siyu flattens his ears at all of the various buttons and evryone just assemlbed around the device. The rodent will slowly slip out the front door agian, not quite sure what he can contribute, dissappearing back into the rain.
Ryusho Thinks for a minute, "Your messing with the back." he says softly, "That..turned it on...and off, So..maybe we should use the front.." he says softly, as he slowly moves forward, to take a look over it to find a button on the front to make it do something, and very gently poke one that he finds..."From what I remember..buttons to make it do things are on the front...not the back...why would you go to the back, to use something that you had to be in front to know what your doing...." he then mumbles to himself.
Elijah growls at the machine and sucks on the stem of his cold pipe. Damn, he would love to light up, but it didn't seem the time or place. "Let's see," he rumbles, squatting down by the odd device, "Button, button, who's got the button." There was bound to be something here to help.
Calisiel continues to poke and prod the machine with her staff. Harder now, to spite the one who said to stop. "Just make it work already."
The poking of the machine has an effect... of knocking it over as Elijah is trying to examining it. There are a total of three buttons on the bottom part of it, which, fortunately, was not holding up the top part nor the slab, every part setting by itself on the unusual cart. Though now, one of those parts is on its side.
Rokarion shakes his head at Calisiel's behaviour, trying to maintain his serene expression, before looking back at the machine and saying, "Hmmm, well ignoring our ally who is planning on ruining the machine. Why don't we check the buttons at the top near the lights. They might be the thing that control the machine." He then looked at their employers, before syaing, "Are you sure there are no extra information we can use? Perhaps some kind of text that came with the machine? Or even some speculations by the ones who saw it?"
Ryusho promtly turns to look at Calisiel as he takes a deep breath, "Quit...Poking it..." he says with a soft growl, "...as that's not -helping' at all.....and only causing issues.." he says hissing softly, "..so knock it off before someone knocks you off please..." ...yes he was getting just a -tad- irritated....
Amelia hums in thought, knitting her brow together as she thought things over. She never was one of the machine-oriented priests. Though she does not at Ryusho. "I would heed the words. It would be a shame to have to remove you from the vicinity for transgressions."
Calisiel smirks at the ones complaining. "Of course it's helping. Listen:" she taps it again, making a noise. "Seriosuly, lighten up. It's just creator crap."
"You stupid, Bird, or just hard of hearing!" snarls Elijah, "I said to bugger off and keep your hands off the machine!" The Grizzly carefully rights the device and continues his examination, occasionally reaching out to touch a button here or there. Creators, he wishes he could light up.
After walking over to Calisiel Sara swats her hands, and staff away, "Careful with that. You never know if this thing might try to defend itself, and I for one do not want to be shot by some creator weapon." After her brief scolding, she moves to the side opposite of Elijah and offers a second pair of hands to lift, and set the machine where it had once been. "Hrm.. wonder.. no.. wonder if these letters mean anything.. or the lights.."
With a few more button presses, the top part stops with the bouncing words in unusual colors and lights up in a single blue! It isn't long until a single word comes across the screen, though of course it too is in the old language. As quick as the word appeared, it disappears. The top part, blue once more, has various strange shapes here and there. Slow work, but progress.
Amelia tilts her head to the side as the word flashes across the screen. "Good job. We're in, I think. It told us 'welcome'. Hmmm..." She leans forward, looking to see if any of those little shapes happens to resemble an envelope or a letter.
Calisiel picks her staff back up, pokes Sara with it. "Mind yourself. It's not like we're poking a golem..." She again pokes the machine before growing bored with it. She then pokes the grizzly with her staff and walks away, satisifed with annoying other beings sufficiently. She turns back to look at the screen. "See? Poking it worked." She knows that didn't actually help...
Rokarion sighs, before taking off his heavy cloak, why is he wearing it inside anyway. This reveals his dark gray tunic, and trousers and some pouces on his hips and a satchel. Rokarion then moves closer to the machine, his jasmine scent growing ever more powerful, well at least the room smells nice so thats a plus. "Well looks like it is welcoming us and telling us we have messages? I am assuming it thinks we are a creator." He then kneels to check the buttons on the button circling his fingers around them but not touching it, "I wonder what those do."
Ryusho twitches...as he almost, -almost- shifts to grab and snap that staff in two before throwing it, and the owner out the door at that one extra poke...but then he just stops, and takes several long, deep, slow breaths....to calm himself down, he was feeling a bnit of that..feral-ish side trying to come back there and..he still needs to get used to suppressing it..and keeping it from triggering ever again because he could really hurt someone with that......
Elijah stares coldly at Calisiel before reaching over and snatching the staff from the avian's hands. "You keep your hands and tools off, idiot bird," he growls, "And stow your ignorance where we don't need to see it." The bear takes a swipe at the offending bird!
There is indeed a few strange things that look similar to letters, one of which has numbers next to it. Jessica starting to look excited! "Ok! Now we need to know how to make it send a message out." She says, though Jeremy is keeping a closer eye on the beings working. As Elijah swings at Calisiel, the flower reaches out to grab the staff. "Let's all try to stay calm, you, stop poking it with things, and you, no fighting in the church." She chastises. Looking over to Amelia she... smiles? "Please continue, and would anyone have an idea of how to word such a message as we figure out how to make it send one?" She asks.
Calisiel blinks, expected to have been struck with her staff. Which, she could easily have had the bear imprisoned for doing such. Disappointing, slightly. Ah, well... The crow simply smiles from under her hood at Jeremy. "No problem, there will be no fighting." A diversion, as she sends a kick straight for Elijahs man parts.
Amelia narrows her own eyes from behind her glasses, watching the avoided altercation. "Yes. Keep the violence away from the machine, please." As Calisiel throws her kick, the canine's hand is out in a flash to catch the leg, holding it firm for the moment. "No fighting," she repeats as she nods at Jessica. "If we can get that far, yes. My expertise is in understanding the first text, rather than working with machines. If we have those that can get us there, I can probably handle the rest."
Rokarion stands up again and looks at the glowing screen, "Well either I or Miss Amelia could perhaps write a message in the Old tongue. That is if we can get this machine to take messages in or perhaps make it write them?" Rokarion then glares at the screen to see the shapes of the icons that might hint on something. He also takes time to glance on the slab. It is obvious from this point that the slab controls the things on the screen or so he hopes. He for now ignores the commotion happening in front of him. As long as it is not hurting the machine he is happy. Glancing the twitchy rat he says, "Want to come and look a little closer? Just don't touch anything please."
Ryusho thinking for several seconds he looks slowly, "Well....It has the..markings I suppose of the ..text on the screen, or can at least, and..these buttons are of that same kind of text right? So maybe there is a way to be able to write a message on it...using the b uttons or similar....if I remember, I saw a long time ago them getting a message..and so it has to be able to read..and write messages, right?"
Elijah growls once more at the offending Crow, but lets the plant being take the staff. "Stupid Crow isn't worth it," he mutters, letting the sneak attack slide. He lumbers up to stand over the group looking at the machine. "Can't read the first tongue," he admits, "I may have done all I can just getting it running, but I will look."
Benegaris' ears flatten at everyone's behavior. Especially that bird. How unprofessional and purely bonkers could she be? He coughs a bit, "Start if off like a letter. To our most... benevolent Creators. Really shine them on you know."
Calisiel takes her leg back, still smiling. She looks to the bear. "Damn right I'm not worth it. Wait, reverse that." The crow takes her staff back, or, tries to. She then simply stands and watches, amused by the whole situation. She's sure some are questioning her professionalism; it makes her laugh.
There are many icons, though one does still look like a little envelope with a little red number next to it, 12. Though with all the messages going back and forth lately, they are all probably old. Jessica looks on at the machine curiously. In addition there are other unusal symbols. One looks almost like papers, another like a container of some kind. All in all, it seems mostly empty.
Amelia releases Calisiel's leg and looks towards the machine once more. "There," she says, reaching out to poke at the little envelope icon. "This is the one we want, I believe." Her voice is free from tension or any aggression at the previous little spat.
Rokarion keeps staring at the machine, moving a finger to poke the screen where the message icon is, before retracting it, "I do not suppose this things can understand us. Please Open the Messages?" He is now just throwing random attempts in hopes of the machine working. Looking at the slab in front of him he says, "Well if Mister Ryusho is correct, then obviously the thing that controls this machine would be the buttons here. Now which one can open the message icon. hmmm"
Elijah snorts as he looks over the machine. "Good," he rumbles, "Then I did my job." The burly grizzly lumbers away from the group and takes a seat on a nearby pew, to watch the proceedings.
Ryusho hums softly, "Well...If you give me some time, I can try to think.." he says as he looks at the device slowly, "...I mean...I do remember watching them operate..and being that Kilsa was part of it...and being her retainer I did get a chance to get closer then normal, even if I did not touch it myself I was trying to pay attention...." he says softly as he thinks, trying to remember
As the icon is pushed, the machine displays something new! Up loads the messages, against a white background. Most of them are old messages, true, and all in The First Tongue. Across the top are more symbols, eachc in the first tongue as well... though it is easy enough to read and translate for Amelia and Rokarion, 'New, Delete, Move' and a few others that really make no sense. Jessica starts getting very excited though! "Maybe someone should be writting down all this!" She says. Of course the priests themselves who are trained in its use already know this, and already have better ways...
Amelia lifts her hand again, glancing over the options provided before pressing on 'New' with a gentle tap of her finger. "We have such things recorded already, miss Blackback. Never fear. Though I do find your enthusiasm to be quite refreshing." She rubs her chin with her other hand as she waits to see what awaits in response to her pressing.
Calisiel continues to watch from a good distance away, occasioanlly glaring at Elijah. For the most part, the crow remains smiling, though.
Rokarion looks at the new clean screen, looking back at the slab he attempts to push some of the buttons with numbers and letters on, then glancing the screen so see if anything is changed on the computer. He then says in his usual tone, "I assume those buttons can be used to write a letter. Well I could probably write on right now. Is there anything in particular you want to ask? and maybe some hints on how you want me to write it down."
Elijah has seen enough. "I'm glad that the magic box is working," he rumbles, rising from his seat, "But, since I don't have anything to say to the Creators, and since I'm not about to light up in the Church, I guess I'll be calling it a night." The burly bear lumbers to the chapel doors and heads out into the night. Might even be a little time to put into his newest project before bed. And a pipe. Gods above and below he was going to have that pipe!
Butten pressed, a black image comes up, with a little flashing line. A couple areas fill themselves in! That makes that simple, Jessica getting quite a bit more excited. "Oh! Is it ready? Can we ask it to send a message now?" She says, "We need to ask the creators for someone to come down and talk to some shadows that seem to still want to.. well... destory us all. They have promised not to do anything until a creator comes to talk to them." She says, reaching over to huge Amelia, Elijah, and Ryusho, very excited about how this is going now. "Umm... anyone have any good ways to get this going? How should we ask?"
Ryusho rumbles softly, "Well, We should be polite, but also show how this is quite important to us, and needs to be done, as it is a danger unless we can get some one to help and try to talk this out...." he would say after some thought
"Most benevolent creators. Uh..." Benegaris smooths his whiskers back and scratches at his chin. "Perhaps they'd appreciate getting right to the point? No fluff." The mouse goes quiet and pads around the room in a meandering fashion.
Amelia briefly returns the hug before linking her sleeves again and stepping back with a bowed head. "I am sorry, and I hope I have been of help to you thus far. But I must depart now. It is growing late, and I am needed elsewhere. Thank you, and good luck with your message." She turns on her paws and tugs the hood of her robe up before stepping out into the rain.
Rokarion looks at the screen more intently. While his serene face remains unchanged, deep down he is jumping with joy. He is actually writing a letter to the Creator's on one of their machines how exciting, now to NOT mess it up. Rokarion, still looking on the screen says, "Well there is a line that says "From Promise's Beings". So, we are on the right track. While I am not sure who will recieve this message, I do advise using politness before properly addressing the subject. They are likely to be less inclined to respond to us if we don't show them respect."
"Hrm.. not really sure what I could say to the creators, and it looks like you've got things covered here.. so.." Sara then cuts her sentence off and pulls her hood over her head and makes her way to the doorway though stops a few feet away. "Just.. good luck." she calls over her shoulder before dissapearing into the rainy city.
Ryusho hums softly, "So a proper, polite, though ..I suppose a more...subdued opening as we don't want it to seem like we are ...trying to flirt or awe them, but...to show we have a request, so that way it keeps the serious tone, of being a major issue, but is still polite, followed by the issue at hand, and why we need their aid."
With Amelia going, they need someone new at the slab. With only Rokarion able to actually read it, she calls for him to step up, "Thank you all, I'll not forget this, and all your help or willingness to help!" She says, looking to Ryusho, Rokarion, Benegaris, "Umm... well, politness... and.. umm... well, maybe start it with Dear Creators? Would.. that be ok?" She asks. Jeremy scoofs, "Spend all your time trying to figure out what to say, and you might end up not saying anything at all." She says.
Calisiel sighs. "Really? All this, 'you are better than us, oh, benevelent creators' nonsense? Why not try: 'Hey, you arrogant bastards. We need your help. Come prove your omnipotence.' Or something." She shrugs, sits on a pew and continues to watch.
Ryusho sighs a bit, "Polite, but..not gushy." he finally says, "Dear Creators, We, the beings of Promise, Are in need of your aid because of circumstances that have arrisen, and therefore need aid, and wisdom in this time." he says after thinking for a little while..
"Dear Creators seems fair I suppose." Benegaris casts Calisiel a dirty look before scooting closer to the letter writer gathering. The cool kids table it seemed. The rodent nods at Ryusho's wording at the same time. "That seems pleasantly neutral. Respectful and straight to the point."
Rokarion steps in front of the machine proper, eyes on the screen and fingers above the lettered buttons. He sighs, before addressing Jeremy, however his eyes still on the screen, "So, I am assuming that was why the shadows were attacking Sweetwater before? They were just delaying until they could think of a proper message to send to us?" His voice loses nothing of its calmness and politness while he addresses the snide comment in kind, he then refocuses on the screen and says, "Very well, "Dear Creators" is a good start as any."
Looking to Jermey, Jessica shakes her head a bit, "We've been friends for a while, but it is obvous we will disagree." She says, looking to Rokarion. Jeremy for hir part doesn't say anything. Jessica continuing, "Well, maybe how Ryusho put it would be best? It is direct and sounds polite and respectful. That sounds best so far." She says, nodding to Benegaris and giving a look to Calisiel, "I do hope you never get to talk driectly to them, they may change their minds about letting us have this planet..." she says.
Calisiel shrugs, not surprised her opinions on creators are a minority. They weren't exactly smiled upon where she used to live. "Eh, if my not worshipping them bothers them, then they are too vane to deserve worshipping."
Ryusho slowly rubs his chin, "However, now I can't add much, as I do not know the situation, so Is uppose this would be a good point to explain why we are needing their help, and the situation..." he says quietly
"Understating the situation could be better for lure for getting their aid. Though I'd fear for relations drawing in the Creators with lies of omission. Honestly is truely the best policy. Truely." Benegaris is wringing his tail now at the little anxious possibilities. Oh the wailing and gnashing of teeth.
With Ryusho's suggestion, Jessica adds, "Say something about it be a problem with some of the shadows, and that they just want to talk." She thinks a bit, "That these shadows aren't wanting to talk directly to us or their fellow shadows. only to a creator. That they feel that the war we had is not over and demand to speak to one of them." She says, Jeremy nodding along.
Rokarion nods, "Very well so we are going with , "Dear Creators. We, the beings of Promise, are in need of your aid. A situation have arisen that requires your knowledge and wisdom." We can then explain the situation about needing them to speak with the offending shadows." Rokarion then pauses a minute before saying, "Are we sure that shadows can't possess Creators? That could be quite troublesome, nad maybe the intent of those hostile shadows."
Ryusho rumbles quietly as he rubs his chin, "Well...I suppose That might be a risk, but we don't know if it is or not..." he says softly rubbing his head..."Since we don't know one way or the other, I suppose we should let them..decide what to do in that regard..."
Calisiel stretches slightly, adds: "Maybe, make that 's situation -has- arisen'..." She chuckles, returns to her silence.
Benegaris whines out a low response, "Well they're not born souless right? I imagine that's something fairly unique to Promise. I would hope. But it's like the reptile says. The creators can decide for themselves."
Rokarion shakes his head, looks like the crow isn't done yet. Rokarion then adds, "Very well. I should hope for the best. He then adds to let us tell them that, "A group of Shadows insist that the war between us beings and them did not end yet, and demand to speak with one of your kind. We implore you to send us one of you to handle this situation diplomatically?"
Ryusho rubs his chin, "I think the idea there is right, though it might be phrased a bit better, though I'm not sure just how..
Jeremy shakes her head, "Shadows wouldn't possess a creator if one could. Do you know what would happen if one even tried?" She asks, looking to Jessica, who reads over what is typed, "Ok! Now, make it give that message to a creator?" She asks, though there is a send button, easy enough to see just as all the others from before.
Calisiel yawns, beginning to grow tired. Taps her staff against the pew in front of her, looks over at the machine. "...Sounds alright, really."
Rokarion nods, and starts typing, "Very well then it will be, "Dear Creators. We, the beings of Promise, are in need of your aid. A group of hostile shadows insist that the war between us, the beings, and them is not over. They demand to speak to one of your kind to settle matters once and for all. We implore you to send us one of your kind, for your knowledge and wisdom are needed to solve this situation diplomatically."" Rokarion then thinks for a little and then adds, ""Waiting in anticipation for your hopefully positive response, the beings of Promise." Well then that is all anyone wants to do the honours of sending this message?" With that Rokarion moves a little away from the machine and gestures towards the send button.
Ryusho hums softly, as he looks, though if no one else, -other- then calisiel would do it, he would go ahead and carefully move forward to poke the send button, but as said, only if no one else seemed like they were going to do it after a few moments.
"Oh oh. Me! Please." The mouse is suddenly very animated at the prospect of getting to finally touch the machine and scurries forward. Benegaris is bouncing on his heels and just a few feet away from it. "If you'd be so kind I mean."
Ryusho would gladly allow Benegaris to do so if no one objects.
Jessica nods and smiles, "That looks good, and please, go right ahead my fine rodant friend." She says. Once so done, she gives a sigh, "Well, that was harder than I thought it would be! But, we did it! Thank you all again, and I hope this goes well." She says, Jeremy shakes her head, following the noble skunk.
Rokarion gestures to the exact area Benegaris should poke before saying, "Here this area only with a slight and gentle poke." He then moves to allow Benegaris to hit the button. Lifting him up if necessary.
The rodent stands on his tippy toes and manages to tap at the indicated button. The message sends and it's every bit as satisfying as Ben could have imagined it to be. Good stuff. "Can I send another? Or are we not doing that anymore?" The mouse isn't serious... well mostly not serious.
Message sent, there is nothing much to do until they come to take it away once more, a responce would be reported to Jessica Blackback later, for now... they wait.
Ryusho hums quietly once the message has been sent, "Hopefully, we will get good news...and I would hope soon."
