Ok, there's definitely a theme arising in your prompts now. I suppose someone who didn't suspect your assassin-career, and didn't know about your job as the Mayor's body double would interpret the prompts as meaning that you've been asked to take on a slightly different role for the council; something that you've not done before and are a little nervous about but that your friends and family are supportive of and they're encouraging you to see it as a calculated risk, something you can safely step back from. But we know better, don't we? Clearly you've decided you want another child, and you've bought a discount manual of do-it-yourself home surgery from Amazon during the Black Friday sales so that you can reverse your vasectomy :)
A calculated risk "Not any more?" Samual's voice was a little higher than normal and he still seemed tense, his hands still hovered around his waist near where his gun was holstered. He looked around every few seconds as though fearing that Lady Grace would u-turn and fly her Byakhee back to them. "There were three colonies originally," said Tomasz. One arrived months before we did; the other came at the same time and set up some way away from us. "East, west?" prompted Samual. Tomasz shuddered and pointed up at the sky. "You tell me which way is east or west," he said. "Compasses don't work here. They were about three days walk away, maybe five, six hours by Byakhee. There are landmarks you follow." "Compasses don't work?" Samual's hands, seemingly relieved with having something to do, sorted quickly through items in his pockets, and pulled out a leather pouch and shook a brass compass from it. "No," said Tomasz. "It's like the North pole doesn't exist." "Or is too far away," said Lord Derby. "Carcosa isn't a part of our world, so maybe it's too far away from it to register North?" Tomasz shrugged. After a moment, he pushed his hands against the ground, and clambered to his feet. "The other two are gone. There are buildings there still, they left some stuff behind -- we collected a lot of it, it would have been stupid to leave it there -- but they just vanished. We've not found out why." "Was the first colony still here when the second and third arrived?" said Lord Derby. "He's right!" said Samual. "The needle just floats, aimlessly. Nothing tells it where to point." "I don't know," said Tomasz. "It must have, been, right?" "Maybe... not." The two men looked at Lord Derby, who looked sheepish. "I'm making a lot of guesses right now," he said. "I've got a framework, I've got the edges of the jigsaw puzzle, and I'm trying to find the pieces for the middle. Some of the guesses aren't very nice, and maybe it's better if I turn out be wrong and don't have to talk about them." "You're keeping secrets," said Tomasz. Samual glared at him. "For a little longer," said Lord Derby. "And from both of you. I would very much like to visit one of the other colonies now." "Is that a good idea, milord?" It was Lord Derby's turn to shrug. "I think so, Samual," he said. "But if I had to assess everything fairly, I'd still be saying that coming to Carcosa in the first place wasn't a good idea. Let's call this a calculated risk." "We'll need Byakhee then," said Tomasz. "Stay here, Derby. Samual and I will get them."
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Ok, there's definitely a theme arising in your prompts now. I suppose someone who didn't suspect your assassin-career, and didn't know about your job as the Mayor's body double would interpret the prompts as meaning that you've been asked to take on a slightly different role for the council; something that you've not done before and are a little nervous about but that your friends and family are supportive of and they're encouraging you to see it as a calculated risk, something you can safely step back from.
But we know better, don't we?
Clearly you've decided you want another child, and you've bought a discount manual of do-it-yourself home surgery from Amazon during the Black Friday sales so that you can reverse your vasectomy :)
A calculated risk
"Not any more?" Samual's voice was a little higher than normal and he still seemed tense, his hands still hovered around his waist near where his gun was holstered. He looked around every few seconds as though fearing that Lady Grace would u-turn and fly her Byakhee back to them.
"There were three colonies originally," said Tomasz. One arrived months before we did; the other came at the same time and set up some way away from us.
"East, west?" prompted Samual.
Tomasz shuddered and pointed up at the sky. "You tell me which way is east or west," he said. "Compasses don't work here. They were about three days walk away, maybe five, six hours by Byakhee. There are landmarks you follow."
"Compasses don't work?" Samual's hands, seemingly relieved with having something to do, sorted quickly through items in his pockets, and pulled out a leather pouch and shook a brass compass from it.
"No," said Tomasz. "It's like the North pole doesn't exist."
"Or is too far away," said Lord Derby. "Carcosa isn't a part of our world, so maybe it's too far away from it to register North?"
Tomasz shrugged. After a moment, he pushed his hands against the ground, and clambered to his feet. "The other two are gone. There are buildings there still, they left some stuff behind -- we collected a lot of it, it would have been stupid to leave it there -- but they just vanished. We've not found out why."
"Was the first colony still here when the second and third arrived?" said Lord Derby.
"He's right!" said Samual. "The needle just floats, aimlessly. Nothing tells it where to point."
"I don't know," said Tomasz. "It must have, been, right?"
"Maybe... not."
The two men looked at Lord Derby, who looked sheepish. "I'm making a lot of guesses right now," he said. "I've got a framework, I've got the edges of the jigsaw puzzle, and I'm trying to find the pieces for the middle. Some of the guesses aren't very nice, and maybe it's better if I turn out be wrong and don't have to talk about them."
"You're keeping secrets," said Tomasz. Samual glared at him.
"For a little longer," said Lord Derby. "And from both of you. I would very much like to visit one of the other colonies now."
"Is that a good idea, milord?"
It was Lord Derby's turn to shrug.
"I think so, Samual," he said. "But if I had to assess everything fairly, I'd still be saying that coming to Carcosa in the first place wasn't a good idea. Let's call this a calculated risk."
"We'll need Byakhee then," said Tomasz. "Stay here, Derby. Samual and I will get them."
Greg - good lord, no.
Hmm, I am intrigued by these other colonies, and I'm glad you've decided to visit one. Still enjoying the dynamic between these three, by the way.
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