Szeth Pancakes

The ship stopped whirring and began descent.

“You don’t know anything they don’t know.”

“What do you mean?”

“Good enough. We’re almost there — get ready.” Allera looked at Variance with concern.

“Oh. Oh hells, okay. Here’s what we’re going to do. Listen closely. “When we get there, leave the ship. I’ll stay on it with Variance. You’ll be on a planet called Varkas. When you leave the ship, you’re going to be in a major spaceport. Someone will ask you for your registration card. When they do, give them this.” Allera dug in a pocket of their trousers, and took out a thin piece of metal covered in tiny dents. They handed it to Ayia. Without waiting for a response, they continued: “Walk forward two street blocks, then turn right and walk one more block; to your left will be a TM — er — a transaction machine, if you don’t know; other universe and all that; right. Anyway, you’ll want to tap this card on it. It’ll pull up an account with a significant amount of money. Withdraw four hundred ilak. Then, walk one more block in the same direction. You’ll see a flower shop. Go inside; tell the clerk Allera sent you — that’ll get their attention — then give them a hundred of the ilaks and tell them it’s urgent; that they have a friend that needs help. If all’s well, the’ll go in back and get my friend, who will go with you back to the ship. When you get back, I’ll be gone. I’m not going to tell you where I’m going, but rest assured that I’ll be back once they’re gone. “Got all that?”

“I’m jumping to them now. Should be… five minutes or so.” To Variance: “Do you think you can move?”

The Nightwatcher doesn’t grant that wish, on the grounds of it being a terrible wish. I wish for the ability to pause time.

Hoid uses AonDor to distract the inspector and hurries through the gate before it closes.

Flute! For over five and a half years now. What’s your favorite genre of music?

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@Channelknight Fadran

Allera didn’t respond.

“Not everything,” Allera growled, still facing the control panel, “is about you.”

“Stop. Please.”

“…”

“Deadspace, right now. Then, I’m going to take you to meet one of my friends who specializes in undoing curses.”

“Flying the ship.”

Allera kept pressing buttons.

DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

Allera turned away, moving back to the control panel.

Allera's beak turned down. "Just because you can handle pain doesn't mean you have to live with it. You deserve better."

"...Huh." "But you can still feel things. Just because you've been in pain for millions of years doesn't mean you have to keep hurting."

"Millions of years?"