The Learned Society of Nexus Geographers

[conjuredskies]

Felix wasn’t strictly untruthful to Verity, and perhaps that’s good enough.

He is, after all, free. It’s just that rather than waiting to be sent off-duty, he waits until Stratos disappears into their home portal, then scribbles a note to say that it’s been six hours(!) and he needs food. He leaves it pinned beneath a rock at his desk.

How could that possibly backfire?

He’s delved into the streets of the Nexus before, but as usual it’s an education in architecture – and food, and commerce, and the entertaining arts. His map holds him true though. Aside from a bit of shock when he learns what an Escher bridge actually is, he makes it safely to the Fox and Crozier. It’s a surprisingly pleasant place, opening onto a tree-shaded yard of its own. The clink of glasses and murmur of pleasant conversation drift through the open doors. Rather impressed, Felix glances around the lane to check if Verity’s waiting outside before he heads in.

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[conjuredskies]

Felix would suggest waiting until everyone's pretty drunk before confronting them. The Thu'um probably doesn't work so well when slurred.

He's sympathetic to anyone who skips out on their archery lessons. And getting pretty adept with killing spiders in his own way. Unless it's one of the really giant ones, then he can always summon something to hide behind. "Of course not. They're still just machines," he says in all blissful ignorance. "They can only do what their masters made them to do. Even if they know the way out, they can't just decide to go nest somewhere new."

[brave_heart_verity]

That could work. Or it could backfire spectacularly. Either way, sign her up.

"Um. Yeah. About that? Machines can absolutely be or become sentient beings." Because he doesn't have enough problems, right? She's SO HELPFUL. "So let's all just hope that doesn't happen."

Maybe archery lessons aren't such a bad idea... and Clint has learned not to flirt with her...

[conjuredskies]

"What, really?" He blinks, and then frowns in surprise. That's his world expanding subtly but significantly. He might have some trouble getting used to the idea... but the earlier he learns about this stuff, the more embarrassment he's spared.

"Become sentient? How? Do you have to put a- a new soul in the machine?" He's going to avoid specifying a black one; he doesn't know if they have those elsewhere but if you wanted to connect a machine to a sentient mind...

[brave_heart_verity]

"Oh yeah. It's happened more than once where I'm from." She'll give him all the time he needs to come to terms with the idea. Her gaze drifts around the room, but he might sense her attention is still on him.

"There's different ways I think. Sometimes a soul is put in the machine, sometimes it... sort of accumulates enough experience to become sentient on its own." She pauses for a think and a sip of sangria. "I don't know all the details, people don't usually make the details of that sort of thing public knowledge. Not every machine grows up to play nice with others."

[conjuredskies]

Deep thinking is for later, when he's stuck on the inevitable kitchen patrol. Right now he only chews it over long enough to have another drink.

"Hmm. I suppose mechanical servants and necromantic ones wouldn't be so different, that way." Not a comparison he ought to dwell on, of course, given his next thought. "So your people have animunculi - or something like them, anyway? Less spidery, I assume."

[brave_heart_verity]

Probably for the best.

"I suppose not. Not many people make the connection between magic and science like that." She's more than a little impressed. "We do. We call them robots. They come in all sorts of shapes, usually task-specific. Some fly, for instance; sometimes they're used to drop explosives on enemies, sometimes people attach cameras and use them for aerial surveillance." Or dumb YouTube videos, but let's let him have some respect for her screwed-up world.

[conjuredskies]

"I hadn't heard they could be separated," he remarks with some puzzlement. Not that the idea of semi-intelligent machines flying around everywhere isn't disconcerting enough. He's a little wide-eyed as she explains: no golem or automaton in his world has ever done that!

"That's amazing, though! And if you use machines as spies, obviously you need them to be clever. But I'm not sure I'd want to build something that could gain a mind of its own and fly off to... I suppose, drop explosives on whatever it liked." That's a lie, so he admits, "At least, it doesn't sound very wise."

[brave_heart_verity]

"Where I'm from, most people consider magic and science to be two completely separate things. But a lot of them also consider philosophy to be a separate field as well." Which clearly she does not agree with.

He corrected himself, so she'll not point out the lie. "It has its drawbacks. Drones are usually remote-controlled, though, so they don't get to go around doing whatever they want. It's like... if you could see through an eagle's eyes, and tell the eagle where to go."

[conjuredskies]

"That's an odd way of looking at it. I mean, plenty of sciences aren't magical, and vice-versa, but you won't get far in either without the other. And philosophy... that's the root of them both, if you think about it."

He likes the example she uses, and nods enthusiastically. "Oh, I see what you mean. That must make scouting marvelously easy even if you can't scry. Or sending messages, of course, or defending against enemy, erm, drones... wait, how big do you make them?"

[brave_heart_verity]

"I agree. I guess that as things grew more complicated and distinct, it got harder for people to see how they're all related. Like... it's easy to see how your cousins would be family, but maybe not third cousins twice removed?" She gives a little shrug. She'd like to pursue the conversation more, but he's more interested in drones so it'll wait.

"They come in different sizes I think. There's little ones that don't go far that civilians can buy. I'm guessing the military ones are larger."

[conjuredskies]

"Hmm. That sounds logical, but I have a hard time imagining it. At least, the way I was taught."

As far as drones go, there's one big question on his mind. "Can you make them large enough to carry people?"

[brave_heart_verity]

"Then you're lucky."

A big question indeed. "Oh, yeah, we have flying machines. Some of them carry dozens of people at a time. They're commonly used as a way to travel long distances. And there are smaller ones that take fewer people but can land in more places. Even individual ones."

[conjuredskies]

He breaks into a delighted grin. "How fantastic! So your people can fly anywhere in your world, wherever they want to visit. Hah, and I thought the Nexus made border controls ridiculous. Have you ever done it- flown on one of the machines?"

[brave_heart_verity]

"When I was younger. My mom took me on a trip to see, well, the Grand Canyon. Pretty much what it says on the tin. It's a mile deep and a dozen miles across. The flying was fun too."

She's going to be looking into whether they could get a helicopter ride or one of those flying squirrel suits in the Nexus. Seems like it'd be a good Jül present for him.

[conjuredskies]

He'd love that. Although if there's a non-sentient machine involved, she'll have to warn him before he pre-emptively tries to make friends with it. Then again, it might be more amusing not to.

"You weren't afraid to fly out across it?" He looks impressed.

[brave_heart_verity]

This is officially on The List.

She laughs, shaking her head. "Oh no. The flight was to get to it. It's thousands of miles away from where I grew up. We could see it from the plane when we flew over it though."

[conjuredskies]

"Oh." He's still impressed, though a little disappointed that she didn't get to go flying around a vast canyon. "That's a very long way to travel, especially for a young girl. But... if you trust the machine entirely, of course flying would be much safer than a road."

[brave_heart_verity]

"I didn't fly it. There are people who do that. They have special training. I was only a passenger." Sorry Felix, she's not half so cool as you want to believe. "I could learn if I wanted, now that I'm an adult. I don't know if anyone around here teaches that kind of thing."

[conjuredskies]

You're just determined to whittle away at your image, Verity. Leave him some illusions.

"I doubt there's anything they don't teach here. Or at least close by. I haven't seen any flying machines yet - perhaps the Nexus is too unstable to risk it. Would you like to learn?"

[brave_heart_verity]

Honesty is important to her.

"I dunno. It sounds like fun, but I'm not sure where I'd go. Maybe if I had a jetpack or something."

[conjuredskies]

"Why, is that easier to take places?" He can imagine a flying machine might be little hard to take care of sometimes. Even a carriage needs a driver and groom to take care of it while the owners enjoy themselves.

[brave_heart_verity]

"Some places. It's meant for carrying just one person, and it's a lot smaller, so it can go places an airplane can't. But there's weight limits and not a lot of fuel, so it won't go as far. Plus if I had a jet pack back home everyone would assume I'm either a hero or a villain and either way fighting would ensue. But around here, it could be a lot of fun."

[conjuredskies]

"Your people sound, er, excitable," he remarks. Not a little puzzled - a flying machine in Tamriel would be something to get very excited about, but in her realm it seems like an everyday occurrence. "You could always go to places where there aren't many people - with one of those you could go just about anywhere. Even Malacath's realm, where there's no solid ground."

[brave_heart_verity]

"That's true. It'd be great for exploring." She's never been much of an explorer, not until she came to the Nexus, and even then she's been timid. "So what you're saying is, you really want a jetpack for Jül?"

[conjuredskies]

"For any reason at all!" He laughs. "Of course if you don't know how to use one, I surely won't. What does, er, Jül mean?"