Futures Unseen

[cityship]

The crew had retrieved the Tapestry without any real problems, but much of the information that had been revealed to them in the process weighed heavily on their minds.

The war would soon get bigger than any of them could ever imagine.

Still, there was work to be done. Namely, getting the Tapestry to where it needed to go. The whole affair with that

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[supersonicracer]

"Huh. So, this is that Tapestry thing everyone's worked up about."

Sonic couldn't help but check out the spiffy new addition to the ship. The hedgehog gave it a once-over, noting how it looked before commenting:

"Looks NOTHING like a tapestry I've ever seen."

[fireforger]

Daja was very curious about this Tapestry. Not only because it was a scrying artifact, but also because it was a tapestry. She knew her sister Sandry would love to see such an artifact, and Daja hoped that one day she could tell her about it.

But what she found was not what Daja expected. She gasped, marveling at all the strange shapes and lights. And was that - yes, the Tapestry wasn't made of thread. It was metal! Then why was it called a Tapestry? Maybe it was a reference to it's construction...if the metal was woven together...

She approached the Tapestry, reaching out with her magic to try and find out more about the mysterious artifact. What are you made of? she asked, her magic searching for answers. How were you constructed?

[cityship]

The presence within the Tapestry regarded Daja silently.

Apparently, it must have deigned to answer her question, as it seemed benign enough. In return, she was shown a quick series of images, each floating in the air before her.

Images of esoteric strands, similar to what she would view as magic. Somehow, she would instinctively understand that these were the threads of fate.

Images of those threads being drawn together, bound both in reality and their metaphysical existence.

Images of those threads being woven together, bound to a device, a metallic ring forged by skilled hands and imbued with powerful and strange energies.

And finally, and image of all these strands coming into focus with one another within this creation. This was how the Tapestry was born.

[fireforger]

Daja watched, fascinating. So the threads were the threads of fate! Then the metal ring - that was simply the physical anchor for those threads? But it was strange...out of the corner of her eye, and within the threads, she could see glimpses, similar to how she saw magic. But while magic appeared to her as a silvery flash, this was multicolour, a whole spectrum, twisting and turning. And it kept slipping from her vision, like the magic wasn't quite all there.

Are you magic? she asked next.

[cityship]

The Tapestry seemed to consider this for a moment. In a moment, though, Daja would feel its response as a vague, odd sensation, that she would understand as being a half-yes, half-no sort of answer.

It was rather complicated.

[cityship]

She could indeed sense its presence. In fact, it was rather easy. Apparently the technology of the sensorium eased the process of connecting with the Tapestry.

The intelligence behind the ancient device regarded her silently, watching and waiting.

[cityship]

The response she got was a vague sensation, something of a half-yes, half-no answer.

Things like this were always complicated.

[makeherblue]

The feeling he got from the Tapestry was almost like back when he'd been looking at Brother Thane's map -- something looking out at you, although not quite in the creepy sense (or maybe it was, if you were creeped out by that sort of thing) and creepy sentient...ish Tapestries or not, the Doctor couldn't resist a look.

The room dedicated to the Tapestry was a blinding white: incidentally, the same kind you could find sometimes in hospitals or waiting rooms or prison cells that were going for that rather horridly boring "modern" aesthetic. The Doctor hadn't much cared for that look himself. All rather cold. There wasn't even much to look at before it felt like your eyes would start crossing, just for something to do! It would've been the case here if it wasn't for the metal structure in the middle of the room, looking very not boring and frankly, saving the whole room just by existing right where it was. His eyes roved from the ring itself to the sheets of light twisting about

[cityship]

The tapestry regarded him curiously, but returned the greeting nonetheless in its own, vague way.

[makeherblue]

He supposed it was to be expected, the whole not one for conversation thing.

The Doctor was even willing to bet the horrid white room didn't even bother the Tapestry one bit. He kept the connection established, feeling a vague sense of curiosity but not a particular need to start nattering away, which was fine. He supposed he could natter for the two of them if he had to. The Doctor focused on the eyes-that-weren't-eyes.

So. It all starts with a funeral? Dreary one, aren't you! He'd prefer it to start with a wedding, a birth; anything, really, aside from the end of the universes. Again. Unless this was some sort of bleed through from Big Bang 2, which on second thought made this a great deal more awkward than he thought going into this.

[cityship]

One choice of many, came the wordless reply.

The future, after all, was made of choices.

[twilit_midna]

So, this was the big important Tapestry everyone was talking about, the one with the power to reveal the workings of fate, unravel the tangled threads of destiny.

Midna poked it.

[cityship]

The intelligence of the Tapestry merely observed Midna quietly.

It wasn't necessarily fond of being poked needlessly.