❝...to see what would happen when one who could not use the Seventh Fonon tried.❞

[clinical]

[Walking across the Plane, Jade stops in his tracks. He is completely still for a moment, and then he pulls off his left glove. He calls his spear into form in his right hand, then cuts his left palm open.]

[Black blood pools as Jade dissolves his spear back into his arm. He waits for a moment, then lifts his right hand once more. White glyphs appear, and when he calls a little water forth to wash away the blood, there is no injury. He just tried to use the Seventh Fonon to heal himself, and it worked.]

What a terrible sense of humour.

[And this is going to interrupt his work. How troublesome.]

Comments

[clinical]

Nothing worth making note of, but you've been here longer. Your suggestions are welcome.

[lamb_of_gold]

Perhaps seeking another way to give energy to the machine. Or, perhaps, simple amusement.

[clinical]

Would you consider compiling what you know about the hosts we've had into some record we can all reference?

[lamb_of_gold]

I'll see what I can recall about them, yes.

[clinical]

Thank you, Mu.