stones of far (out) speech, 7/20

[wisdomspring]

Hello? [ Comes a voice new to the "network." It's young, feminine, and maybe British-esque, if you have to pin it down. ] Is it true that everyone on the island - on the islands, I think - can hear me?

[ It's the kind of tech that the Sheikah might come up with, like a more advanced version of the Gossip Stones spoken of in Hyrule's history. ]

Are you able to respond? If so... oh, I would really love to learn more about how these devices function. I'm happy to meet with you in person, or to speak by using the stone in order to receive a more "hands-on" lesson.

[ She giggles a little, clearly delighted by the opportunity. Who wouldn't be excited about something like this?? ]

But I've forgotten myself. I am Zelda, and I thank you in advance for anything that you might teach me.

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[wisdomspring]

All right. I can manage that...

[ Or, she'll try her darndest. The princess hesitates, stem pinched a little too tightly between her fingers. ]

... Here I go.

[ As if he needs the announcement, but. All the same, Zelda takes a deep breath and thinks of the islets, just as he's said. She tosses the flower in, and not long after, she blinks and the scene has changed. ]

Oh! [ It's surprised and delighted, because - well, this is quite the revelation. Of course, Wash isn't there, so she turns to look for him and realizes he hasn't come along. Yet.

Maybe he'll follow behind? ]

[counterblows]

[He follows suit a moment later. It's a little like using a teleportation grenade, only instead of using what Grif gleefully termed a "futurecube," it's a pinch of petals thrown in some glowing green water. Which is...fine, if a little weird.]

[He materializes by the pool on the islets, shaking his head once to clear it, and - good. She ended up here too.]

Takes some getting used to.

[wisdomspring]

I imagine that it does. [ Zelda laughs, at ease again, and happy in the face of this wondrous technology. ] This is the most common form of transportation, then? Is it powered by anything, that you can tell? That is... [ hmm. ] Does the Storyteller use his abilities to keep the pools functional, or are they more of a natural feature of the islands?

[counterblows]

I have...no idea.

[His form of exposition is limited solely to the minutiae of Project Freelancer.]

I think people have to place them? Or...the Storyteller places, but they ask them where they go?

[wisdomspring]

I see. I would like to learn more about them, and to ask the Storyteller, if I can...

[ She has a lot of questions for the Storyteller, which will surprise no one. ]

Thank you for bringing me this far. [ Zelda says then, emphatically. ] I think that I can find my own way from here. It certainly seems safer than where I was last...

[counterblows]

They're usually around in their temple. If you, uh...ask around, I guess.

[He's just concerned that this small child was all alone for WHO KNOWS HOW LONG, OKAY.]

You sure you don't need a place to...stay or anything like that?

[wisdomspring]

All right, then, I will. ... Ask around that is.

[ She draws a deep breath, offering him another smile. ]

I think that I should be just fine for now. [ Little do they know that they'll be living under the same roof before long. ] If I am in need of any help, though... what should I do?

[ What if an Upsy-thing shows up again?? ]

[counterblows]

You've got that rock, right? You don't have to use it to call everyone. You can call...me, or whoever else you need.

[Whoever else, as if anyone else bothered to tELL HER SHE COULD LIVE SOMEWHERE THAT WASN'T THE TEMPLE.]

[wisdomspring]

You can send a message to an individual? Do you accomplish it by thinking of them?

[ Similarly to the mana pools, minus the magic flower?? ]

[counterblows]

Something like that, yeah. The big rock near the Temple - people tend to leave messages there, there too.

[Better for group announcements, or island-wide messages that aren't on a time limit.]