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selfequipped) wrote2014-02-10 02:43 pm
selfequipped) wrote2014-02-10 02:43 pm
Hi. It's Lizzie.
I do actually have a quick question, if you've got a few minutes. I heard that people actually encountered the Porter in person? Do you know any more details on that?
Thanks so much! You're probably busy, so get back to me when you can!
[ translation: YOUR FUCKING FRIEND BILLY WON'T WRITE ME UP A DAMN THING ON MEETING THE PORTER I WILL HAVE THIS INFORMATION IF IT KILLS ME and OH MY GOD GET BACK TO ME RIGHT NOW I HUNGER FOR KNOWLEDGE I NEED IT ]
I do actually have a quick question, if you've got a few minutes. I heard that people actually encountered the Porter in person? Do you know any more details on that?
Thanks so much! You're probably busy, so get back to me when you can!
[ translation: YOUR FUCKING FRIEND BILLY WON'T WRITE ME UP A DAMN THING ON MEETING THE PORTER I WILL HAVE THIS INFORMATION IF IT KILLS ME and OH MY GOD GET BACK TO ME RIGHT NOW I HUNGER FOR KNOWLEDGE I NEED IT ]
[It doesn't occur to her that Billy won't divulge the details, but Kate and Loki have a policy of tell everyone everything, so she doesn't think twice about it.]
Two people had face to face meetings with the imPort last July. One was Billy Kaplan. The other was Hange Zoe. There were more who were supposed to go in, but as best as I can see, they were ported out before these meetings took place.
Billy's meeting involved a recording (this is hush hush, but ultimately fruitless ... which I suspect they know because they never caught it). We gave him a specialized contact so that he could keep track of everything.
Things he learned:
• Minor magic worked around the Porter. Billy is a very magical being, so his existence did not pose a threat. A little magic did not pose a threat.
• There is only one Porter that is the "main" one. The other three it is connected to are manmade.
• Lachesis could have access to all of them, but she hasn't turned up. You can see where I applied this information elsewhere!
• The government assumes that Lachesis accessed this world due to having limited time to find somewhere else to drop the imPorts.
• The Porter is not a flirt. (Blame Loki. You'll know who Loki is soon enough, I'm sure! He's around as much as I am.)
As for Hange Zoe, she provided
• The Porter doesn't provide any background information on the imPorts, so what's in our files is all that they've got. Where this information is inside of the Porter is unknown.
• They asked about precognition and whether that plays a role, but that's unknown.
• It used to be possible to send people home at their request, but Lachesis changed that. (Again, this has been applied elsewhere!)
• The government classifies Lachesis as a sentient and nearly omnipotent program known as Lachesis, and it scans each imPort bright in through "unknown means" to produce information like their names and abilities. It's not clear how this happens.
• The government believes that the Porter gives off radiation that gives imPorts their powers (or changes them or allows them to keep them). A caveat here is that this makes no sense! For a number of reasons. But I'll try to keep this clinical for you.
• Only imPorts can have powers. The tech here can't produce them. Which also doesn't make sense.
• Hange Zoe asked about a virtual reality simulation that we went through. It was said to be on a different spiritual plane, which ... given what happened there, is not surprising. But it doesn't rip the soul from the body.
• The government has some suspicions that the Porter (and thus, Lachesis) has motivations of its own, but those have yet to come into fruition. So, this is just stuff they said.
As you can see, what they learned was more like a Q&A session than anything else.
Two people had face to face meetings with the imPort last July. One was Billy Kaplan. The other was Hange Zoe. There were more who were supposed to go in, but as best as I can see, they were ported out before these meetings took place.
Billy's meeting involved a recording (this is hush hush, but ultimately fruitless ... which I suspect they know because they never caught it). We gave him a specialized contact so that he could keep track of everything.
Things he learned:
• Minor magic worked around the Porter. Billy is a very magical being, so his existence did not pose a threat. A little magic did not pose a threat.
• There is only one Porter that is the "main" one. The other three it is connected to are manmade.
• Lachesis could have access to all of them, but she hasn't turned up. You can see where I applied this information elsewhere!
• The government assumes that Lachesis accessed this world due to having limited time to find somewhere else to drop the imPorts.
• The Porter is not a flirt. (Blame Loki. You'll know who Loki is soon enough, I'm sure! He's around as much as I am.)
As for Hange Zoe, she provided
• The Porter doesn't provide any background information on the imPorts, so what's in our files is all that they've got. Where this information is inside of the Porter is unknown.
• They asked about precognition and whether that plays a role, but that's unknown.
• It used to be possible to send people home at their request, but Lachesis changed that. (Again, this has been applied elsewhere!)
• The government classifies Lachesis as a sentient and nearly omnipotent program known as Lachesis, and it scans each imPort bright in through "unknown means" to produce information like their names and abilities. It's not clear how this happens.
• The government believes that the Porter gives off radiation that gives imPorts their powers (or changes them or allows them to keep them). A caveat here is that this makes no sense! For a number of reasons. But I'll try to keep this clinical for you.
• Only imPorts can have powers. The tech here can't produce them. Which also doesn't make sense.
• Hange Zoe asked about a virtual reality simulation that we went through. It was said to be on a different spiritual plane, which ... given what happened there, is not surprising. But it doesn't rip the soul from the body.
• The government has some suspicions that the Porter (and thus, Lachesis) has motivations of its own, but those have yet to come into fruition. So, this is just stuff they said.
As you can see, what they learned was more like a Q&A session than anything else.
You seem to know things around here. 1: which imPorts were back in that other world, with the other Porter? 2: are any of them particularly tech-savvy?
[Scene: Billy's bedroom.
The noise: a loud crash and a zap.
Also present: blue light flooding under the door and around the edges of the door.
Then:]
Oh my God why can't she take a hint???
The noise: a loud crash and a zap.
Also present: blue light flooding under the door and around the edges of the door.
Then:]
Oh my God why can't she take a hint???
[Well, too bad for their neighbors, because Springsteen is yipping loudly, barking at Billy's door. Kate tries to pry him away with toys, knowing that grabbing at the dog is a sure way of getting her hands bitten.]
Billy, I'm coming in!
[It's said before she counts to five, grabs the knob, and turns it to open.]
Billy, I'm coming in!
[It's said before she counts to five, grabs the knob, and turns it to open.]
[First this gets sent over as a text file.
And then:]
So, I think I broke my toe kicking the wall, so I should probably get a doctor to look at it, right?
(I did not actually break my toe)
And then:]
So, I think I broke my toe kicking the wall, so I should probably get a doctor to look at it, right?
(I did not actually break my toe)
Edited 2014-12-12 00:39 (UTC)
No, you're being silly. Aren't you sure you're just too paranoid to kick the ball?
just because youre fucking done talking doesnt mean youve bothered to listen
im upset because you used me to stall her and you know it
it had nothing whatsoever to do with whatever legitimate information i might have had because freddie lounds isnt someone you give that information to
so if thats all you have to say then by all means say nothing more
but dont act like you paid me some damn compliment by siccing her on me
you arent stupid enough to think i would have enjoyed it
im upset because you used me to stall her and you know it
it had nothing whatsoever to do with whatever legitimate information i might have had because freddie lounds isnt someone you give that information to
so if thats all you have to say then by all means say nothing more
but dont act like you paid me some damn compliment by siccing her on me
you arent stupid enough to think i would have enjoyed it
I didn't think you'd enjoy it.
But I'm really not having this conversation with you.
The deal was to stall the information to get more information. I couldn't give her Loki because everyone knows Loki got here in February. It doesn't take much to think about it.
But you're making a mountain out of it when I would have sent anyone to you. And I have recommended before that people talk to you about the previous City. I always suggest you, regardless of the party involved. It's not my fault that Freddie Lounds came to me and struck up a deal (however temporarily) because she couldn't make a list of these relevant people before.
But you're determined to keep beating this dead horse! I'm not!
But I'm really not having this conversation with you.
The deal was to stall the information to get more information. I couldn't give her Loki because everyone knows Loki got here in February. It doesn't take much to think about it.
But you're making a mountain out of it when I would have sent anyone to you. And I have recommended before that people talk to you about the previous City. I always suggest you, regardless of the party involved. It's not my fault that Freddie Lounds came to me and struck up a deal (however temporarily) because she couldn't make a list of these relevant people before.
But you're determined to keep beating this dead horse! I'm not!
[So, he saw that FAQ, and he thought it was a great idea and very useful and helpful and all the things that are just generally great to have. But considering the last conversation he had of any real length with Kate Bishop involved him doing everything in his power to be absolutely useless in an effort to help out nobody, it seemed a little unfitting for him to comment with that much. It also seemed unfitting for him to show up at a party, no matter the situation. He's a pretty big drag on a good day. Better off for everyone if he doesn't make an appearance. And last time he was all up in the grill of Southern seafood. Now he's pretty much falling back on a stint of vegetarianism, not just because of meat that isn't what it's said to be.
So what's to be done about this?
Vegetarian gumbo?
Ugh no.
Clearly the fallback here is dessert, even though birthday cake has probably already been had. Actually, the fallback is probably something like a gift card, he's just thinking of food since that was the last thing the two of them discussed. Totally no other reason his first thought was "cook something that's exactly what it says on the tin."
So after much deliberation (and spouting off her name to Clark Kent in an attempt to get his own ass out of something) on his end, Will ends up doing the only safe thing he can think of: sweet potato pie.
And that's the night he ended up putting the "Christ" in "Christmas" because he sure did swear up a storm.
He doesn't want a conversation, he wants the opposite of a conversation. So what does he do? He has it delivered to the address she gave him their last conversation with special instructions for no jokes about ChristmasGraham to be made. The pie itself is in box wrapped in green paper with black dog prints all over it, a postcard between the wrapping and the box itself. There is no name attached, but he figures maybe, just maybe, the fact that it's covered in dogs is something of a clue. There's also the fact of the matter that he did it all himself, so if her special touch power is still a thing, she won't need a name, right?
The memories associated with it being a few choice swears, frequent thoughts about how everything in this pie was organic and fresh, a longing for home in the way that someone else could have made this better than him and he hadn't seen that specific person in years, the fact that he dropped the nutmeg shaker in the process and feared he was going to spill it all on the floor, should he make another one for the house, a dog getting in the way, multiple raccoons getting in the way, and an underlying apologetic feeling of this is the best I can do and it's just a pie but it's sweet potato pie so it'll be fine! Basically a baking session with someone who hadn't baked in a while...and had raccoons in the house who weren't pests.
Naturally.
The postcard has a stupid fishing reference in the writing, of course.
Hope your party went swimmingly. Happy birthday, Kate.
There is no apology on the card, but there's something sorry about it.
Other than it being a damn postcard instead of a birthday card and it's a late fake birthday card that doesn't even the common decency to say as much with a "Happy belated birthday" instead. At least the pie itself isn't a sorry, sad thing. It's not going to win any awards at a festival, but it's good enough for a holiday table.]
So what's to be done about this?
Vegetarian gumbo?
Ugh no.
Clearly the fallback here is dessert, even though birthday cake has probably already been had. Actually, the fallback is probably something like a gift card, he's just thinking of food since that was the last thing the two of them discussed. Totally no other reason his first thought was "cook something that's exactly what it says on the tin."
So after much deliberation (and spouting off her name to Clark Kent in an attempt to get his own ass out of something) on his end, Will ends up doing the only safe thing he can think of: sweet potato pie.
And that's the night he ended up putting the "Christ" in "Christmas" because he sure did swear up a storm.
He doesn't want a conversation, he wants the opposite of a conversation. So what does he do? He has it delivered to the address she gave him their last conversation with special instructions for no jokes about ChristmasGraham to be made. The pie itself is in box wrapped in green paper with black dog prints all over it, a postcard between the wrapping and the box itself. There is no name attached, but he figures maybe, just maybe, the fact that it's covered in dogs is something of a clue. There's also the fact of the matter that he did it all himself, so if her special touch power is still a thing, she won't need a name, right?
The memories associated with it being a few choice swears, frequent thoughts about how everything in this pie was organic and fresh, a longing for home in the way that someone else could have made this better than him and he hadn't seen that specific person in years, the fact that he dropped the nutmeg shaker in the process and feared he was going to spill it all on the floor, should he make another one for the house, a dog getting in the way, multiple raccoons getting in the way, and an underlying apologetic feeling of this is the best I can do and it's just a pie but it's sweet potato pie so it'll be fine! Basically a baking session with someone who hadn't baked in a while...and had raccoons in the house who weren't pests.
Naturally.
The postcard has a stupid fishing reference in the writing, of course.
Hope your party went swimmingly. Happy birthday, Kate.
There is no apology on the card, but there's something sorry about it.
Other than it being a damn postcard instead of a birthday card and it's a late fake birthday card that doesn't even the common decency to say as much with a "Happy belated birthday" instead. At least the pie itself isn't a sorry, sad thing. It's not going to win any awards at a festival, but it's good enough for a holiday table.]
[ thomas doesn't actually remember many specifics about christianity, or if he even followed it prior to being with wicked, but he knows vaguely what christmas is and knows it's an excuse to give people you like stuff, so kate will be getting the following mailed to her: this mask but more deep purple and less red, with a note that says "i don't actually know what kind of stuff you like besides purple and super hero stuff and annoying loki? btw i gave him a viking hat with braids". plus a small bottle of moonshine. ]
Edited 2014-12-27 06:24 (UTC)
do we have plans for the 31st? i want to head out for the night but i'll make an appearance at any party
I'm helping Lydia with the one she just announced.
What do you call a group of square grapes?
[Hello, Kate.]
[Hello, Kate.]
Hey, Clark. I actually finally managed to dig up something concrete about Quisma, and knowing about that would help moving forward.
When is best for you? My boss lets me keep a flexible schedule.
When is best for you? My boss lets me keep a flexible schedule.
Hey if I make some kind of magical net around the apartment to potentially keep out bad magical and power-related things, would you be pro or con that?
Definitely pro. Loki set up one while you were gone, but I'd like one from you specifically.
[She was ... actually sleeping. Shockingly. But when she sees Loki's name, and looks at the time, she grabs it instead of letting it go to voicemail.
It almost goes to voicemail.]
This had better not be a butt dial.
It almost goes to voicemail.]
This had better not be a butt dial.
[ Just a couple days after finding Dean's charred body... ]
Hello, Kate. Since finding that body, I can't help thinking that sooner should probably be whole lot sooner than I'd initially expected. Would you have any time to discuss things about superpowers in the next couple days?
Hey, Simon. Pick a day and I'll make it work, except the 30th. I'll be out of town then.
[ With Lunatic off the streets and a major block in the Brycha investigation cracked, Kid finally has time to bring up something that went on backburner out of necessity. He kind of feels bad, because Kate is contending with quite a lot, but he doesn't trust anyone else yet with this kind of thing. ]
If I might have a moment?
If I might have a moment?
[ After this. ]
Hello, uh, Kate. Drift's willing to help, so it's a matter of setting the date. I'll have to get him lots of ice cream, some cake too, but we should be a go. Let me know whenever's good for you.
[ooc: also, i saw your recent plurk about winter sucking, so let me know if you're up to logging/tagging/handwaving. whichever works for you!]
Hello, uh, Kate. Drift's willing to help, so it's a matter of setting the date. I'll have to get him lots of ice cream, some cake too, but we should be a go. Let me know whenever's good for you.
[ooc: also, i saw your recent plurk about winter sucking, so let me know if you're up to logging/tagging/handwaving. whichever works for you!]
Let's set it in a couple days, all right? And hope that Drift doesn't mind it too terribly. I'll chip in for a pint of ice cream.
[ooc: let's handwave if only because the big plot is about to happen!]
[ooc: let's handwave if only because the big plot is about to happen!]
[ The morning of the swear-in ceremony sees a small collection of packages sent through the post to arrive at their destinations the old-fashioned way, come the following early hours of February 14th (despite the upheaval the night before). When opened, inside there are six brownies (home-made!) vaguely in the shape of iced hearts, gathered in red crinkle-wrap.
A note hanging off the goodie-bag reads: ]
Happy Over-Zealously Commercialized Platitudes Day!
—Verity
A note hanging off the goodie-bag reads: ]
Happy Over-Zealously Commercialized Platitudes Day!
—Verity
[ The LETTER is delivered by hand to Kate's residence, bearing her name and sealed with a very unobtrusive black skull seal that dissolves into shadow once broken, leaving no trace of it on the envelope... ]
[ this is a package for: KATE BISHOP.
the package isn't labelled. it's in fact a very plain looking brown parcel, no more than 20lbs. 20lbs of what sounds like, if you shake it like it's a popular holiday gift, little pieces of legos. when kate opens the package, there's a neat note on it. the note is rude though because it's just this:
- blue = water
- red = pym-particles (use wisely)
- green = ropes
- yellow = foam
- black = black-hole
and the lego pieces are actually a mixture of styrofoam and arrow heads, each with a thin, coloured ring around the body of it. there's probably around 10 each.
and finally:
DR. PYM ]
the package isn't labelled. it's in fact a very plain looking brown parcel, no more than 20lbs. 20lbs of what sounds like, if you shake it like it's a popular holiday gift, little pieces of legos. when kate opens the package, there's a neat note on it. the note is rude though because it's just this:
- blue = water
- red = pym-particles (use wisely)
- green = ropes
- yellow = foam
and the lego pieces are actually a mixture of styrofoam and arrow heads, each with a thin, coloured ring around the body of it. there's probably around 10 each.
and finally:
DR. PYM ]
[He's been in bed watching bad TV for most of a couple of days, though Kate may have noticed he went out on Saturday night for a few hours, came back, and made a face, then watched reruns of whatever was marathoning on the Heropa equivalent of USA.
But now he's finally emerged, bowl of cereal in hand, and he finds Kate. His hair is a mess - he probably should get it cut soon - sticking up in every direction, and he sits next to her, sighs.]
Okay.
I'll admit it to you.
I'm boned.
But now he's finally emerged, bowl of cereal in hand, and he finds Kate. His hair is a mess - he probably should get it cut soon - sticking up in every direction, and he sits next to her, sighs.]
Okay.
I'll admit it to you.
I'm boned.
[Kate noticed all right, but she's slightly hopped up on pain killers thanks to a broken arm that she's been in and out of a haze. Right now, she's a little less into her haze, so she's been trying to read all of the reports about the various Hornet things that went down.
When Billy joins her, she looks up from her communicator to study him. There are a lot of reasons why he could be boned.
None of them are good.]
Go on.
When Billy joins her, she looks up from her communicator to study him. There are a lot of reasons why he could be boned.
None of them are good.]
Go on.
[ you know what you do when a friend is hurt? you bring a casserole, as is dictated by mortal tradition. it's funny somewhere between irony and all seriousness. ]
I brought dinner.
[ he sets the baking tray on the counter with a look of satisfaction. ]
I brought dinner.
[ he sets the baking tray on the counter with a look of satisfaction. ]
Aw, it's like you know I can't cook with two hands, much less one. [Kate peels herself off the couch to go trot into the kitchen to have a good look at the casserole.
Now she's doing the math. Can she scoop and set it on a plate with one hand?
This is hard.]
Now she's doing the math. Can she scoop and set it on a plate with one hand?
This is hard.]
Loki said he brought you a casserole. [ WHICH IS SWEET but, yeah. ] Do you need anything specific fetching while you're on meds? You can give me a list.
[ Planning on bringing over a wealth of snacks and painkillers of her own anyway, it's only that she's eager to be of some use. Whatever the guys can't buy, Verity will. ]
[ Planning on bringing over a wealth of snacks and painkillers of her own anyway, it's only that she's eager to be of some use. Whatever the guys can't buy, Verity will. ]
Company and a list of things I can do for six weeks with one hand while in a cast?
[There's a beat.]
And skip the masturbation jokes. [Because someone is bound to get there. And it's going to be annoying enough that she can't draw a bow for over a month.]
[There's a beat.]
And skip the masturbation jokes. [Because someone is bound to get there. And it's going to be annoying enough that she can't draw a bow for over a month.]
hey kate proposal
i was thinking maybe we should do this ourselves and
not ask anyone else if they want to be a spokesperson
i was thinking maybe we should do this ourselves and
not ask anyone else if they want to be a spokesperson
If this gets particularly wordy expect a phone call.
[She has one hand. :(]
And I'm feeling pretty down on my capabilities right now. Do you think we can really do this?
[She has one hand. :(]
And I'm feeling pretty down on my capabilities right now. Do you think we can really do this?
As long as you don't mind hangtime that involves movies and very little antics. I'm a little broken.
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