The entire week that the eldest Princess had been away, the two Viewers had been cloistered in their rooms. Building the foundation bonds between the two of them and their two cubs, even while they slumbered and grew within the female Viewer.
It would be months before either of the new lives were born, even months before they created complete thoughts. At the moment their minds were simple hums of contentedness, psychic potential. Neither near-cub could reach out on its own to create psychic bonds yet, but when the adult Viewers prodded mentally, the bonds latched on immediately. At least the base bonds, that had to be strengthened.
Even now, there was a white noise of contented cub floating in the back of each Viewer's mind.
As they headed to the eldest Princess's rooms, to speak to her as planned about the mangle of emotions that still needed to be straightened out for her. About her past. They stopped in unison as an odd sensation came over them. Something was...off.
Without a word, they headed to find out what the strange field was, it was nothing either had felt before.
It was unusual for either Viewer to be off investigating oddities in the Palace. Perhaps Raw had picked up a stray trait of DG's, curiosity beyond the norm.
Still, this oddity must be figured out.
An unfamiliar woman opened the door off to the side, drawing their attention over to her. For a moment, they were both silent. And then Raw spoke, tilting his head slightly to the side. "Female. And male. Only," he paused stretching out his awareness just enough to try to get a reading on the oddly fuzzy individual that lay beyond. "Not male?"
Bahst blinked slowly, before smiling reassuring at the woman. "We apologize, only this is not...anything we have sense before. As if the person with you is, not fully with us?" It did not make any more sense in full speech than Raw's abrupt speak, but it was hard to describe.
Bahst shook her head while Raw nodded, they turned to eachother for a silent moment, her paw touching the edge of his.
'I do not understand, there is no one there. And yet there is. How can this be?' Bahst sent to her mate, confusion following the emothoughts. While she was still relatively new in her formal training of her powers, this was so very out of the realm of normalcy that she was a bit staggered.
'This is strange. Will have to ask what he/it is.'
So Raw extended his senses that much more, while Bahst spoke. "We apologize for the intrusion, I am Bahst and this is my mate Raw," odd to place herself first in an introduction. Not bad, but odd. "Your...grandfather," the female Viewer paused, tilting her head at the odd phrase. "I do not wish to be rude, but he is...not human? And is?"
"Well, he's... he's dead, actually. And I don't mean to speak ill of him, but he's driving me nuts." The floodgates were open.
"He's not really here. I know that. It's all in my mind.
"It's just... he refuses to stay there. Or rather he refuses to leave there. I don't really understand it, but I'll tell you it's beginning to wear a little thin. I mean, does he think I'm completely ignorant? I... I... I mean, next thing he's gonna do, is try to show me how to start a fire. You know, I got half a mind just to tell him to pack up, move out." She breathed out a heavy, frustrated sigh.
The concept of how humans handled their dead was a rather foreign one to the Viewers. The only experiences either of them had had in the matter was when Raw had begun Healing the injured immediately after the events of the ball. Then the dead had simply divided into two groups, one set burned in a pyre. The other kept in the cellar, which had been strange to the Viewer to see.
"Your kind," the female began curiously. "They don't...pass on? Move to the next life?"
The closest approximation in Human terms for what the Viewers believed happened to their kind after they ceased to live would be reincarnation. That the living consciounesses were wiped clean and entered a new body, to create new connections and add to their own experiences.
What happened to Humans after they died?
Raw, after a moment's thought, patted the human woman's arm twice. Before he leaned in slightly, "What man working on?" His gold eyes flicked over her shoulder to look at the unclear sight before him. When he concentrated fully, it was only a little blurry. Yet when he retracted his focus, it merely looked foggy.
"Yes, they do," she replied confidently. "Well, they should. God knows I've tried..." She shook her head. "Well, uh, he's uh... office work apparently. His taxes. He is taxed, evidently. The revenue service is fair more efficient that I give them credit for."
"I've thought it was simply insanity. Of course, there is no actual history of insanity in my family. Unless you count Uncle Tiberius, who died naked wrapped in cabbage leaves... but we just assumed that was a freak accident."
The Viewers shared a confused look. It was not clear which part of the woman's speech was more confusing. Perhaps it was the anecdote about her relative who died in...vegetation? Did Humans not cling to their fabric-fur with all the tenacity of a cub in a patch of berry bushes?
Maybe it was the term 'taxes.'
Even the usually verbose (comparitively) Bahst was at a loss of words. Scrambling, she replayed the words in her head, before she was able to filter out something she actually did understand. "It does not seem to be simply...mental illness. Otherwise, I do not believe we would be able to sense him so strongly." She looked over at her mate, "Would we?"
"Well, one of death's mysteries, then. I'm afraid I must proceed to work. Thank you for your intriguing conversation." She nodded politely before moving off.
It would be months before either of the new lives were born, even months before they created complete thoughts. At the moment their minds were simple hums of contentedness, psychic potential. Neither near-cub could reach out on its own to create psychic bonds yet, but when the adult Viewers prodded mentally, the bonds latched on immediately. At least the base bonds, that had to be strengthened.
Even now, there was a white noise of contented cub floating in the back of each Viewer's mind.
As they headed to the eldest Princess's rooms, to speak to her as planned about the mangle of emotions that still needed to be straightened out for her. About her past. They stopped in unison as an odd sensation came over them. Something was...off.
Without a word, they headed to find out what the strange field was, it was nothing either had felt before.
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Still, this oddity must be figured out.
An unfamiliar woman opened the door off to the side, drawing their attention over to her. For a moment, they were both silent. And then Raw spoke, tilting his head slightly to the side. "Female. And male. Only," he paused stretching out his awareness just enough to try to get a reading on the oddly fuzzy individual that lay beyond. "Not male?"
Bahst blinked slowly, before smiling reassuring at the woman. "We apologize, only this is not...anything we have sense before. As if the person with you is, not fully with us?" It did not make any more sense in full speech than Raw's abrupt speak, but it was hard to describe.
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"He's, uh... he's... you can sense him? Um... my grandfather?"
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'I do not understand, there is no one there. And yet there is. How can this be?' Bahst sent to her mate, confusion following the emothoughts. While she was still relatively new in her formal training of her powers, this was so very out of the realm of normalcy that she was a bit staggered.
'This is strange. Will have to ask what he/it is.'
So Raw extended his senses that much more, while Bahst spoke. "We apologize for the intrusion, I am Bahst and this is my mate Raw," odd to place herself first in an introduction. Not bad, but odd. "Your...grandfather," the female Viewer paused, tilting her head at the odd phrase. "I do not wish to be rude, but he is...not human? And is?"
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"He's not really here. I know that. It's all in my mind.
"It's just... he refuses to stay there. Or rather he refuses to leave there. I don't really understand it, but I'll tell you it's beginning to wear a little thin. I mean, does he think I'm completely ignorant? I... I... I mean, next thing he's gonna do, is try to show me how to start a fire. You know, I got half a mind just to tell him to pack up, move out." She breathed out a heavy, frustrated sigh.
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"Your kind," the female began curiously. "They don't...pass on? Move to the next life?"
The closest approximation in Human terms for what the Viewers believed happened to their kind after they ceased to live would be reincarnation. That the living consciounesses were wiped clean and entered a new body, to create new connections and add to their own experiences.
What happened to Humans after they died?
Raw, after a moment's thought, patted the human woman's arm twice. Before he leaned in slightly, "What man working on?" His gold eyes flicked over her shoulder to look at the unclear sight before him. When he concentrated fully, it was only a little blurry. Yet when he retracted his focus, it merely looked foggy.
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"I've thought it was simply insanity. Of course, there is no actual history of insanity in my family. Unless you count Uncle Tiberius, who died naked wrapped in cabbage leaves... but we just assumed that was a freak accident."
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Maybe it was the term 'taxes.'
Even the usually verbose (comparitively) Bahst was at a loss of words. Scrambling, she replayed the words in her head, before she was able to filter out something she actually did understand. "It does not seem to be simply...mental illness. Otherwise, I do not believe we would be able to sense him so strongly." She looked over at her mate, "Would we?"
Raw shrugged.
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