So no more votes are forthcoming. Fine by me. Let’s cut to that Falkland Islands segment you’ve all been waiting for.
The Falkland Islands
“Binoculars,” says Celling. David hands the binoculars off to Celling and goes to sit on a nearby rock.
“That ship is getting really close,” Celling comments. “When are you going to be able to teleport to it?”
“Not sure,” David responds. He picks up a rock and chucks it half-heartedly at a group of penguins. It falls far short and they don’t even bother to scatter. “How badly do you not want to get smashed into the Atlantic?”
“Huh?” says Celling.
“I need a rough idea of where I’m going before I can go,” David answers. “By using the energy coming off the preliminary nano-singularity, I can clairvoyance the exact vectors to not fling us high in the air or splatter us against the wall, but that only starts working once I’ve got a location to within a mile or so. It’s like peeping through a peephole, except in this case the peephole is thousands of miles away and made of folded space-time continuum… and the door can be moved.”
“Then guess random locations,” Celling suggests.
“From what I can tell, that’s not how it works. Every teleport attempt I make throws a large amount of energy through the continuum to open a path from here to there. Most of that energy can be salvaged - but only by actually teleporting. Basically, I can’t back down from a teleport - well, actually I can, but only once. Then I probably can’t teleport.”
“So what was your plan here?” Celling asks, gesturing vaguely at the now-larger ship on the water.
“Wait for it to come close enough to eyeball how far it is, then go there. Right now I’m not really sure if that’s five or six miles, so-”
“Wait, wait, wait.” Celling responds. “You just need a distance?”
“I’ve gotten good at knowing what a mile feels like in time-space. Not as good at judging it on this side, though.”
“That won’t be necessary,” Celling says. “We’ve got these binoculars already - get a couple of sticks and stand them over there. We’re going to trig this.”
SFN Etna
“Mr. Nest, Mr. Quill,” Captain Corvis says. They’re all standing on the bridge of the SFN Etna, speeding through the waters of the Southern Ocean on its way to the Falkland Islands. Quill and Nest have been hastily summoned. “Our commandeered prison vessel, the John Philip Sousa, missed a radio checkup.”
Erin Quill and Enir Nest look at each other.
“We’ve been trying to raise them for the last half hour,” says the Captain. “With no luck. Static on all bands.”
“Forget radio,” says Nest. “Send someone up with a couple of flags.”
Captain Corvis nods. “Already done, but we’re still quite far to be attempting visual communication.”
“Radar?” asks Quill.
“Shows the Sousa right on track for rendezvous at the Falklands,” Corvis replies. “Quill, do you think that hijacking is a possibility?”
“No need to jump to that just yet,” says Nest, rubbing his forehead and still obviously tired. “Their radio equipment could have malfunctioned. After all, those men grabbed a ship they had never used before. Maybe they broke something.”
“That does seem more likely,” Corvis acknowledges. “Quill, you have experience fighting these people. Do you think they’ve taken over the ship?”
How do you respond?
A: “Me? I have no idea what’s happening there. Proceed as normal.”
B: “Wouldn’t be the first time those rebels have taken over a ship. Be cautious.”
C: “That ship is to be considered a hostile, starting now. Fire on it once we’re within range.”
D: “This is no equipment malfunction. Get there as quickly as possible, and keep running radar and visual scans. We need to see what’s going on.”
Note: I’m giving you this choice because choices C and D rely on fourth-wall knowledge (the fourth wall is the only way Quill would know that the ship has been taken over) and will impact what people think of Quill, as well as Visionary powers.
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