Mountain, meet Endbringer

[sturdycoldsteel]

The Fate who calls herself Mountain tried to convince some of her neighbors to allow the occasional mountain in their lands, for stability purposes.

"I meant no insult!" Dodge ball of lava. "I don't intend to interfere, you said no!" Dodge house-sized spear of ice. "I'm leaving peacefully, okay, so stop tearing up the tile!"

"You'll respawn at home. No permanent damage. You interrupted an important meeting, you need to learn a lesson about territory, mountain bitch." Dodge- no, fail to dodge a thrown tree, and then another ice ball. The next sphere of magma is what destroyed that form.




She wakes up, stripped of all her tools and enchantments and even clothes, and groans in pain.

Comments

[peterxy]

"Yeah, at peace is not quite it. It's more of a rush, like... do you know flow? When you're doing something you enjoy so much that you forget time passes and you can't stop doing it and forget to eat and to sleep and everything else disappears?"

[sturdycoldsteel]

She looks distant. "...I think yes. That has caused... Problems, in the past."

[peterxy]

He raises his eyebrows. "Problems?"

[sturdycoldsteel]

"If you get too focused, you ignore danger things."

[peterxy]

"Oh. Yeah I can see that. Well, Tinkers have that thing, except times one thousand. We usually have to have alarms or other people to remind us we should drink water or eat food."

[sturdycoldsteel]

"Hm. I would find that state of mind distressing."

[peterxy]

Shrug. "It's relaxing, in a... not-relaxing kind of way. Well, very rewarding in any case. And we're very productive in those states."

[sturdycoldsteel]

"People are different than each other."

[peterxy]

Nod. "That's true. Maybe only people who would enjoy this state become Tinkers."

[sturdycoldsteel]

"I would not hope the world is so kind, like a child."

[peterxy]

Shrug. "You probably mean to say that that was naive. And yeah, maybe, but if that's the case then becoming a Tinker makes you enjoy that state. I don't think there are any Tinkers that don't."

[sturdycoldsteel]

"No, the word I wanted was fair. The world is not fair. Endbringers prove that much."

[peterxy]

"Ah. Yeah. That it isn't."

[sturdycoldsteel]

"Do what we can, aye?"

[peterxy]

"Yeah. I'm not much help against Endbringers myself."

[sturdycoldsteel]

"Then get creative? Fly above, see things and tell them. Move strong but slow capes, or hurt people."

[peterxy]

He nods. "That's what I do. Help evac, relief, et cetera."

[sturdycoldsteel]

"Can you make flying things for others?"

[peterxy]

"Yeah. The non-fliers of the team use my stuff."

[sturdycoldsteel]

"Good job then."

[peterxy]

"Thanks," he laughs.

[sturdycoldsteel]

Back to quiet patrolling?

[peterxy]

Back to quiet patrolling.

[sturdycoldsteel]

She starts singing softly in an unidentified language until something interesting happens, Jetpack restarts the conversation, or the patrol ends.

[peterxy]

Jetpack starts some innocuous conversation here and there, but nothing of note.

Eventually the patrol ends. There is a PRT officer waiting for them.