your eyes are broken bottles [ 2024 catchall ]

[lunardreaming]

who: lucy kushinada (lunardreaming) + others
when: all throughout 2024
where:
what: 2024 catchall, open quest starters
warnings: will add as necessary




[ note: open starters will be posted in the comments! if you'd like to do something with Lucy, hit me up at cosmonautdelta ]

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[lunardreaming]

"No idea. Magic isn't exactly in my wheelhouse," Lucy says dryly.

There is, she'll admit, a certain charm to magic. She doesn't ever remember being an innocent kid, but she likes to think that she would have loved the idea of magic if she was -- bedtime stories about old wizards, and fantastical daydreams about making flowers grow and the stars dance. She'd never had time for that shit as a kid. Her earliest memories are of cold metal and gloved hands.

There is... a tiny part of her that's enchanted with the magic here, though.

"At a guess? It's something to do with the different effects they're giving things. One frequency means I get dosed with glitter," a gesture sends ironic glitter wafting over the table, "another frequency means those Furby things start changing colors."

(She's kinda pleased to see a familiar face. Even if she thinks Gilgamesh is weird, he is obviously smart and friendly. He also comes off as incredibly up-front, which is nice, actually.)

"The trick," she muses, "is to find something that nullifies that energy? I think?"

[gilgamess]

"I suppose you might describe it as ironic, but magic is my wheelhouse. At least in theory. That is to say, the version of Gilgamesh you see before you is the Caster summoning. I am an ancient hero summoned in the form of a mage."

She might have some follow-up questions to that, but by now, Lucy should probably learn to take some things at face value in this world.

"However, presented with the choice..."

Magic was the obvious choice, but Gilgamesh had taken the alternative route. Well, make of that what you will.

"Though that is not pressing, at the moment." After all, the entire apartment complex was in the throes of absurdity, even by its considerable and continual standards. "Well, and am I to say what, being the one more adept in magic? In theory, I am, but I am uncertain whether the magic of this world corresponds to that with which I am familiar."

It seemed to be another system, or maybe a mesh. So he shouldn't really make assumptions. And anyway, just off the top of his head at least, Gilgamesh knew nothing about any such nonsense as this.

"Well, I suppose the obvious place to begin is researching with these devices.

--can you do so with your mind now?" --mind-hacking? He wonders if maybe that's something he is capable of learning. He had been a clairvoyant, as a special power.

[lunardreaming]

And there Gilgamesh goes again, saying things that make absolutely no sense. Actually, all that summoning talk sounds a little similar to some things Musashi said. She wonders if they're from the same world. I am an ancient hero summoned in the form of a mage. Really? Who says things like that?

Although-- actually, it might make the whole Gilgamesh thing make more sense. Because the actual historical Gilgamesh would not have looked like this guy. But if he's a version of Gilgamesh, then...

Why is she trying to make sense of this.

His question makes her frown. How did he guess that she was capable of that?

"I can connect to anything electronic," she confirms, because she may as well be honest about it. "I've got something called a cyberdeck implanted in my skull. Didn't work when I got here, but it started working after that big training session where we all picked our paths. I've been mostly controlling that," she nods at her Bursterfly, "neurologically. Makes information input/output a lot faster, but... it doesn't help me understand magic any faster. Or weird chemicals. Whatever's in the berries."

She feels like she'd need different equipment. Better monitoring and measuring, maybe. Something that can really connect with Bios better.

[gilgamess]

No, Lucy, unfortunately Gilgamesh still does not make much sense. Fate/ versions of heroes certainly aren't likely to be historically reliable, but his golden appearance is actually a result of his heritage as a demi-god. Fate vs. Historical Accuracy is definitely a thing, but honestly, being a blond twink was nothing, as that goes. Gilgamesh also has a jet craft in his vault which is apparently ancient Indian in origin (the Vimana), and that's still only the surface of the issues.

Also, he didn't really guess that she personally had unique abilities there. more that it was just a cool sci-fi/cyberpunk seeming thing which would ostensibly fit in with a city like this. also, this Link device apparently had some telepathic connections, as that goes. but Gilgamesh doesn't have anything beyond a very basic understanding of such things. at least not yet. if he remains here long enough, that is certain to change, isn't it?

"I see." Lucy seemed to be describing the technology of her own world, from what Gilgamesh could discern. "So the technology of your world -- the 'cyberdeck,' is compatible with the technology here? I am wondering whether such... interfaces, are something that exist here, that others of us on this path may also be expected to learn."

Gilgamesh isn't exactly opposed to gaining some abilities with neural fuckery, provided the neural fuckery doesn't end up reversed on him. And for one who was big on autonomy, that could be a bit of a concern within a city with the potentials this one seemed to have.

"Hmm, well, we could either continue to research with the means we have, or we could perhaps try to consult someone who might have some knowledge of this world's magic."

The apartment complex had both natives and Otherworlders alike from all backgrounds, after all. And the latter might be necessary in any case; it seemed as if the situation that had occasioned this baking catastrophe was a case of ingredients being used together which did not habitually go together and thus an unpredictable outcome, which meant that research might only get them so far. Lucy did seem pretty astute as such things went, but she also seemed very out her element. And honestly, even Gilgamesh was in this particular case...

[lunardreaming]

"A city this advanced definitely has neuro-tech on offer. You could go get a chip, if you really wanted," Lucy says, an amused little drawl underlining her words.

The thing is, though, she's not sure he'd need to. It may be that this technology path they're both on will eventually offer the same functionality without the need for physical implants. That's just a guess on Lucy's part, but they've already made her compatible with the city's technology without rewiring or having to replace any of her parts, so she's thinking the tech here is on a whole new level above what she's used to.

There's something... beautiful about the technology here. Something that flirts with being organic, or magic, or both. It's far away from the grunge and the grit and the bloodied steel of Night City.

"That's probably a better idea," she admits, leaning back in her chair. Shedding glitter as she moves. She's been trying to crack this case all by herself, but she just doesn't have the knowledge of magic necessary. And Atlas probably didn't know either, or he would have solved it himself rather than ask for help. "Maybe we could go ask at a nearby cafe? They'd probably know a lot more about magic food than we do."

[gilgamess]

"Tch, I am not certain I would wish for an object to be inserted into my body, let alone my brain, if that is what you refer to..."

Look, Gilgamesh was from ancient Sumeria, and even if some of the technology in his vault might seem pretty anachronistic relative to his origins (golden armor and the flying aircraft), all this cyberpunk-esque technology was still utterly foreign to him. He was, as Lucy had observed, intelligent and adaptable enough to gather the gist of something like neuro-tech, but he would likely not feel fully comfortable with it until he had a much more holistic understanding thereof.

Thus he would certainly hope she is correct in her assumption that they may gain such abilities without the need for extraneous implants.

And as to the other point of discussion...

"Indeed, it seems we have the same idea. Very well, then." Gilgamesh turns, but looks back over his shoulder, waiting for Lucy to fall into step alongside him so that they may proceed. "I suppose it cannot hurt to familiarize myself with the establishments in this world, in any case. In my kingdom, I knew them all so well I could have sketched a map without the assistance of laborers and scribes, yet here is another matter. But even if this world is not my garden, it does not change my nature."

He was, after all, a being who was quite literally made to be the linchpin between gods and humans, a being who was made to be a King over humans, and those instincts were deeply intrinsic in his nature.

[lunardreaming]

Lucy barely restrains herself from repeating my kingdom in a little scoff.

She's officially gotten used to the ridiculous things that Gilgamesh says. What a tragedy. Although, some of the stuff she says probably sounds just a ridiculous to him. Cyberware has gotta be a horrifying concept if you're from ye olden times.

Still shedding glitter as she walks, they make their way through the apartment complex lobby, and Lucy silently apologizes to the cleaning crew. If that glitter doesn't magically vanish, it'll be plaguing the carpet for weeks. If not months. If it's not magical, she just has to hope it's biodegradable, otherwise she'll become the cleaners number one enemy.

"I used to know my area of the city I lived in like the back of my hand. It was useful if I ever needed to run or hide. I've been trying to get to know this place, too, but it's... a little overwhelming."

Lucy steers them in the direction of the closest cafe she knows. High Rise Village is crowded and always busy, but it's easy enough to pick out the better places to eat. The little cafe she's got in mind is full of music holograms lining the walls and scuffed seats.

She glances over at Gilgamesh, weighing, curious. "Did magic like this exist where you're from? With... all the different kinds of people?"

i apologize in advance for all the... fate/-isms but loool, She Did Ask

[gilgamess]

[ Lucy is correct. Gilgamesh was exactly the opposite of herself in terms of what aspects of Magisteria were perplexing or alien to his own experiences and way of thinking. The sides to the city and world that she found most foreign and complex were the most akin to his backyard. But the sides of the world that he found perplexing? She seemed better equipped to deal with. So hopefully, between the two of them, there could be something of a balance. Mastery of various terrains, as it were.

In any case, Gilgamesh lets himself be led along. In much the same way Lucy is taken with the city's magic, Gilgamesh finds the manifestations of advanced technology to be enchanting -- especially the visual or aural variety, such as the holograms. He might be an ancient king, but there was something about the concept of a virtual world which spoke to a sort of societal abundance and a theory of progress that pleased him, as one who was born in ancient times and had clairvoyant visions of humanity progressing beyond his gardens and into the stars. He was a born adventurer, a supporter of treasure seeking and progress. ]

Hm... yes, when I consider it, there are many similarities between the magic of this world and my own.

However... well, as you are aware, I was a very early ruler, the first King and hero in humanity's lore. As such, as I was born in what was called the Age of Gods. It was a time when the air itself was far more saturated with magical energy, leading to the possibility of incredible feats of sorcery and interaction with legendary creatures. In my era, gods and goddesses, fantastic beasts... could still interact with humans.

[ he has to wonder whether Lucy's world had any version of his legend. was she, too, from a version of Earth in which he had been an ancient hero? overall, it was confusing as to whether the Otherworlders shared any version of his history or not. surely, some of them must. ]

But eventually, the Age of Gods gave way to the Age of Man, the decline of divine influence. Human civilization, science and reason, became prominent instead. Among humans, magic became confined to certain families with crests and circuits -- those mongrel "mage societies." [ he's not a huge fan, despite being, well, technically a mage, in this form. ] Secretive, underground societies co-existing alongside humans. To most, magic was a fiction. Fairies, Undead Apostles, phantasmal beasts... yes, they exist, especially in places with high concentrations of magic, but after the Age of Gods, many existed on the Reverse Side of the World, apart from the eyes of ordinary humans.

[ and he pauses because, well... not that he is trying to overwhelm Lucy (although all he just said was Probably a Lot, but ya grrl did ask...), but all this talk really has the wheels churning in his head now, considering how different/similar Magisteria might be. Gilgamesh shakes his head, thinking now about the two. ]

How is Magisteria different from my world -- what I just described?

As to that... I am still ascertaining. [ and he is on the tech path, so he was not among the Otherworlders who have really been asking questions of the spirits. ] From what I can gather, magic does seem to be associated with antiquity in this world, as it was in mine, whereas, likewise, technology is associated with futurism and progress.

But whether magic was once more abundant in the past, whether this world's deities were once more engaged with the goings-on of humans and then something like the "Age of Man" happened... I cannot yet say.

Without knowing more, it certainly seems that fantastic beings have continued to co-exist alongside "ordinary" humans far more so than was the case in my world, suggesting that even if Magisteria had something like an Age of the Gods and an Age of Man, the division was far less stark than in my world. Though I think it would be worth further exploring this tension between the two groups that we have been given to understand plays a role in defining life in this city. If indeed it is like my world, with technology poising itself to supersede magic... then that might go some way towards explaining that tension in the first of places.

[ but that's just conjecture. in Magisteria, at least, magic and those who practiced it did not seem nearly so inclined to step aside; the races and beings associated with it, their traditions, seemed to hold far more steadfast, but perhaps, if the worlds were at all alike, this anxiety might inform some of the attitudes of the one towards the other. ]

[lunardreaming]

[ Lucy carefully absorbs what Gilgamesh says, and finds herself making a wordless noise of assent or thoughtfulness here and there. Admittedly, she hasn't thought about things like this place's history or what mythologies they might have, if gods might exist, so they're new topics for her to consider. Topics that are pretty firmly out of her wheelhouse, so she's sure that any musing she does is uneducated at best. ]

Magic and tech seem pretty well intertwined here to me, but I'm not sure we can extrapolate a whole world's history just from one city. This might be the only city like it.

[ She kind of doubts that, because from what she can tell, Magisteria seems fantastically successful, and other cities would probably try to copy that success. Unless the rest of the world hates tech or magic. ]

But if there's a faction here that wants one to rule the other... yeah. That could definitely be a source of tension. Symphony of disruption.

[ She leads them around a corner, and into the cafe she uses sometimes. It's half punk and half music nerd, holos of music posters covering the walls and tables, and an eclectic crowd. Lucy snags them a spot in the queue, judiciously ignoring the amused glances she's getting at the glitter coming off her in waves at every movement. ]

Whatever it is, we've come at what looks like a turbulent time. [ Lucy rolls her eyes. ] Good for us.

[gilgamess]

[ Actually, now that Lucy mentions it, that's a good point. Thus far, Magisteria has been the singular city-state that they and fellow Otherworlders have encountered within Medeas. Could it be singular in its organization and priorities? Were other cities within the world similar, or perhaps very different? ]

Hmph... perhaps multiple factions. Rogues or extremists as well, one would suppose.

[ The magic/tech division was one broad area where some members of the citizenry found themselves in opposing camps, but with so many different people of different backgrounds, with different priorities, there were bound to be others.

It was not a leap to suppose there was likely a certain degree of internecine conflict as well. After all, even among the two broad groups of tech and magic, clearly there was quite a bit of diversity on each side, to say nothing of other potential flash points.

Anyway, Gilgamesh behaves as if he is quite at home in the cafe, no matter how unusual or anachronistic his appearance is. then again, by now, he has probably customized his wardrobe more in light with local customs, including Bios-infused jewelry baubles or accordingly bright and flashy clothing. in any era, the man had his own idea of trendy.

but this cafe suits him just fine. as they wait in line, Gilgamesh taps one of the holo walls with his finger, prompting the revelation of a digital menu. ]

Turbulence does not trouble me. Ah, but [ he is still looking at the menu, as if transfixed by the sprawl of words appearing in glow. ] I suppose we mustn't forget the reason of our coming here.

[ it was to seek assistance for the ...berry muffin issue, however they might begin with that. though now that they are here, the prospect of consuming/drinking something or enjoying the cafe for a bit unto its own rights... did not seem too unappealing. ]