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  1. Through the Living Heir
    You could use Connection and Identity as the power source (or, rather, the mechanism through which the actual power source determines where to go), using the ideas and thoughts of others about your deeds and reputation.
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    Alor is intentionally far away, maybe in the outer section of the Cosmere. I’m not sure in which direction - I think for the time being it should be hit late, and we can figure out which actual direction it is in later.
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    Will looked around, memorizing things and waiting for the “higher up’s”.
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    It’s interesting, though I do not know how to do so. Ah, but you see; I’m on my phone. Once I get home for the weekend, though, I’ll have time and my computer.
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    Invention examined their system, relatively pleased. Invention sighed, for many reasons. “I would prefer not to get more involved, but I agree that it seems necessary. Both Valor, and sadly combat.”
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    Could you perhaps make this anonymous somehow? I suppose I could figure out how to become a guest, but it would take some work.
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    Rebus smiled. He had found one logical weakness - all he had to do now was implement it. As for the fireball, it hit the area of time-frozen air and immediately ceased to exist, having encountered temperatures logically at nearly absolute zero. This did not work - the purple was purple for only the briefest moment. This should be a hint - I’m assuming you’re talking about the cloud of blackness or Whan, not the bird. The bird would be purple, but nobody would be able to tell. Rebus nodded. “I’d considered that. That was my role, in the beginning.” Rebus chose a planet he was terraforming into nanomachines - his turf, nearly free of potential collateral damage. “That is excellent, though I’m sure you’d understand a change in my offer given the possibility of further ‘consideration’. I will hear you out.” “I’m searching for a ciphered text, but anything like ancient languages would likely also contain interesting information.” He grinned briefly. “You or your companions being unable to read it would be a good benchmark - if it does turn out to be useful to you I can give the translation back.”
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    "Ay. I want to see if this crop is good enough to help. See em a few quests." “That sounds like a good plan. I was looking at the medium ones - the simplest quests have already been taken, but I think I could help with the nightmares specifically.” Endikey was almost finished with his stew. @Argenti
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    Endikey gulped behind his hood. “I’m not sure I’m qualified to help, but I wish I could.”
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    He followed, waiting.
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    Endikey chewed his bread for a second, then dipped it back into the soup and answered. “Money. Experience. Maybe even fame. And you?”
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    Will nodded. “I assumed so,” he said, then got up to follow.
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    Rebus nodded. “Do you remember what I tasked you with?” Ah. Rebus had his nanomachines consume the meteor, then dissipate into a cloud. Meanwhile, he began manipulating the air around him, forming a vacuum then making it larger and larger. Rebus picked up the sandwich, hand bursting alight with light and darkness. “You thought you were only giving me a physical object, didn’t you?” It was warm within whatever it was Whan did, but otherwise it seemed the same as the outside. The bird, for obvious reasons, could not see.
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    Endikey took it, and tipped an expected amount. He was running low on funds, but the amount the quests pay would be enough to maintain this. That witch sounded like a problem - he would hopefully be able to save those children, if he found one or two companions.
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    You’re right - most of the others are much more erratic. We should name our system, and my planet - I will think.
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    Will nodded, writing down one last note. “When?”
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    Rebus, though unsure where Nullite had come from, was fairly certain he could survive such an impact. His armor burst alight with black and white patterns, shifting and roiling. I need a bond. Cursed Treasure was speaking quickly in Lezterp’s head, baffled and frantic. I’m not supposed to need a bond, but I need a bond. Rebus smiled. “Perhaps. Are you ready, then?”
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    Rebus almost laughed, sending a spear of utility fog - practically a railgun round - at the falling rock. Was the meteor made from anything normal, it would be blown to bits or even sent back out to orbit. “Perfect defense makes for an uninteresting battle. I could destroy myself several times over, if I needed to.”
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    Good, then - we may have to do a little to keep it stable, but it will make an excellent orbit. Invention observed the planet, and their own. There was little life left on the remains of Yolen (assuming that is that which this is), and there had never been any on the barren landscape of cooling rock and settling dust Invention had created. Invention attempted, in vain, to bring Whimsy back to the serious topic at hand. Once the frivolous Shard remembered why the meeting had been called, though, Invention agreed with all the points. “Diplomacy is not my strong suit. People are one of the few things I do not understand, even now.”
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    After looking over the menu, Endikey decides on stew - cheap but filling and hopefully of acceptable quality.
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    Rebus frowned. Narration - he had full control over his reflexes, and didn’t even need to blink if he didn’t want to. Then he saw the Shardblade - which was Parasite, if he was correct - moving, and sprung to block. Overclocking his mind and body, moving air out of the way so there was less resistance, Rebus caught the Shardblade on Antagonist and twisted, wrenching it out of Aeon’s hands with the halberd. It would be back in moments, but in a battle between a cronomancer and a posthuman, moments were a long time. He launched a flurry of literally hypersonic attacks, using Antagonist and utility fog - which was fully invisible and using almost hydraulic methods for incredibly force - to distract Aeon for long enough to draw a cylinder from his side. Smoke began to rise from Cursed Treasure, and Lezterp could feel tugging at the slight bond between them. Ignoring the ninjas, Rebus ran to Symbol and embraced her. She was safe - he hoped. Rebus nodded, knowing how emotional Mr. Whitlock must be. “I would doubt it,” Rebus said, smiling. “You’re still working with me, after all.”
  23. Through the Living Heir
    Will had expected as much. Perhaps he could change that eventually, but for the moment he had to prove he was useful. The potential applications of speaking any language was incredible - and even more so if the procedure could be generalized to skills or knowledge. That would be Will’s focus, for the time being.
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    Endikey came into the tavern quietly, with his cloak covering his face - it wouldn’t do for anyone to recognize him at this point; nothing good could come of it. He looked briefly at the quest board, but sat down at a table in a corner and ordered food rather than sign up.
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    Rebus jumped Antagonist to his other hand, slamming it into the Plate. To clarify, he’s trying to do this as she moves (because he can think that fast) so he can use her momentum against her.
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