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The Endless River
On the morning of day twenty one of the month of Kazoo there is a message on the ICP screens around the train. Their SCA's will light up the colour of the Void and show the following information.
On-board
The dressing carriage is open, filled with clothing best suited to a pleasant spring day. Light, airy and in a rainbow of joyful colours and florals. One closet is entirely filled with wide-brimmed hats bedecked with ribbons, feathers and ornaments. A stack of picnic baskets and containers filled with an alarming variety of passenger-suitable foodstuffs and flasked drinks sits in one corner, next to rolls of thick, weatherproof blankets in the four team colours.
The large box marked Do Not Use Yet, filled with small, empty jute bags, is hopefully still sat in the Luggage carriage, ready for passengers to grab handfuls of its contents as directed by the announcement.
Upon landing (after an appropriate countdown), the train remains on the surface, its carriages partially curved to form a gathering site for the day. Welcome to Tshering, the eighth void nexus!

A Day for Picnics
Tshering, system #398050, is a strange place, only habitable by grace of the passengers' SCAs. The sky is shot through with colours, a cascade of sunsets, and through it, the void shimmering through it in seams like a child's painting of the milky way. Still, there's a beauty to the chaotic mash of colours that soaks through its landscape, and in the shelter of the forests of towering funghi that dot its surface, the Void can go unseen by its visitors.
The temperature seems mild, suitable for the provided clothing, and if there are weather patterns around the world they've taken the day off. The funghi are sturdy enough that what air flow there is doesn't disturb their stalks, and carved grooves and holds in some of the larger examples indicate that climbing them to sit atop their glowing crowns is eminently possible, and, in fact, encouraged.
the Endless River
The Endless River is a font of pure chaos, flowing from a multitude of small rivulets across the area to a central reservoir, from which it pours directly upwards, away from Tshering's surface and out of sight, beyond the world's atmosphere.
Anything bagged and placed within the Endless River will also flow upwards and soon be out of sight, passing, presumably, into the Void. Scattered across the surface of Tshering are small, glittering pebbles, as described in the announcement.
The stones are pleasantly cool to the touch, and all passengers need to do is feel. Messages can be in any form that the Voidtreckers wish. Perhaps words, perhaps feelings, perhaps an image from their mind into the stone. Perhaps a mixture. Once they begin their message the stone will glow slightly and continue to glow as they secure it in the bag and cast it into the river. They will feel, almost instinctively, that they need to focus as they do so, thinking of the person they wish to reach all the while.
There are plenty of bags and many more stones; passengers will not be limited in their sendings.
World #398050 is a void nexus known locally as Tshering. As a void nexus this world has strong links with the void and the connection through worlds. World #398050 is home to the Endless River. Legends speak of this river being powerful enough to send thoughts from one heart to another across any distance. All that is needed is for you to know who it is you wish to reach.
On-board
The dressing carriage is open, filled with clothing best suited to a pleasant spring day. Light, airy and in a rainbow of joyful colours and florals. One closet is entirely filled with wide-brimmed hats bedecked with ribbons, feathers and ornaments. A stack of picnic baskets and containers filled with an alarming variety of passenger-suitable foodstuffs and flasked drinks sits in one corner, next to rolls of thick, weatherproof blankets in the four team colours.
The large box marked Do Not Use Yet, filled with small, empty jute bags, is hopefully still sat in the Luggage carriage, ready for passengers to grab handfuls of its contents as directed by the announcement.
Upon landing (after an appropriate countdown), the train remains on the surface, its carriages partially curved to form a gathering site for the day. Welcome to Tshering, the eighth void nexus!

A Day for Picnics
Tshering, system #398050, is a strange place, only habitable by grace of the passengers' SCAs. The sky is shot through with colours, a cascade of sunsets, and through it, the void shimmering through it in seams like a child's painting of the milky way. Still, there's a beauty to the chaotic mash of colours that soaks through its landscape, and in the shelter of the forests of towering funghi that dot its surface, the Void can go unseen by its visitors.
The temperature seems mild, suitable for the provided clothing, and if there are weather patterns around the world they've taken the day off. The funghi are sturdy enough that what air flow there is doesn't disturb their stalks, and carved grooves and holds in some of the larger examples indicate that climbing them to sit atop their glowing crowns is eminently possible, and, in fact, encouraged.
the Endless River
The Endless River is a font of pure chaos, flowing from a multitude of small rivulets across the area to a central reservoir, from which it pours directly upwards, away from Tshering's surface and out of sight, beyond the world's atmosphere.
Anything bagged and placed within the Endless River will also flow upwards and soon be out of sight, passing, presumably, into the Void. Scattered across the surface of Tshering are small, glittering pebbles, as described in the announcement.
The stones are pleasantly cool to the touch, and all passengers need to do is feel. Messages can be in any form that the Voidtreckers wish. Perhaps words, perhaps feelings, perhaps an image from their mind into the stone. Perhaps a mixture. Once they begin their message the stone will glow slightly and continue to glow as they secure it in the bag and cast it into the river. They will feel, almost instinctively, that they need to focus as they do so, thinking of the person they wish to reach all the while.
There are plenty of bags and many more stones; passengers will not be limited in their sendings.
Guri | Star Wars: Expanded Universe
The idea of climbing the giant...whatever they were...called to her almost instantly. It spoke to the sense of finding a challenge that was always her siren song. To find her limits, to see what she could do at her finest. And so she practically attacked the climbing process, wearing the jumpsuit Kumoko had made for her.
She didn't bother with climbing equipment, scaling hand to hand, pulling herself up with inhuman strength. And then taking a running leap from one to another, climbing higher in this way.
It was, rarely, something she genuinely enjoyed.
B - Down at the River
She stayed as inconspicuous as she could. She felt at once fascinated by the concept, but also forever apart from it.
She had nobody. No friends, no family. No ties to leave behind. Who would she want to speak to? The Republican Intelligence officers she'd offered to help? Dash Rendar, who had convinced her of it, a mercenary? Her creator, who had helped her erase her command codes but had sold her to Xizor in the first place?
No. There was nobody for her. She was, as ever, alone. But she could watch others, take small joys in seeing them smile fondly. Humans had such complex and varied relationships - this wonderful mixture of memory and preference and fate and seeming random chance. Ties of family, of love, friendships so closely bonded that they had become a sort of family. It was beautiful to watch. There was grace in them, in these moments, she felt.
Perhaps some spark of the divine, though she hadn't decided if she believed in a God yet.
But she herself would sit far back, idly turning one of the pebbles over between her fingers. Varying between fascination and a sad sort of longing that she could not experience it herself.
B
But she should speak to someone about business.
Except this all sounds ridiculous.
She spots Guri with the pebbles. "I'm trying to imagine how strange this must seem at the other end."
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"I suppose it depends who you are speaking to. I have fought a Jedi - seen their impossible speed and abilities. And the kindness and patience of an angel from religious lore - by my standard, this would not seem terribly strange."
"So I think it depends on what they know of the...strange wonders of the universe."
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"It would be irresponsible to not inform someone at High Command though." And she doesn't know if Kanan will be able to go interpret.
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She takes a moment, thinking it through.
"Still, our priority must be your peace of mind - and I suspect only by attending to your duties, even here, will you find it."
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A - Climbing
It's been a while since she's seen Guri, so she chirps up a happy little- "Hi Guri!" when she recognizes one particular person. She waves one of her hands wildly in the process, you know, in case she doesn't notice.
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Why? Because it'd be rude to make her continue speak loudly.
"Hello, Entrapta. You are well after the mission?"
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A whole conversation is happening and Guri has barely managed a hello.
"How did you do? I didn't see much of the fighting but I bet you did great."
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"That's good, I hope you learn something. And I performed well. There was too much of it, however."
She'd killed so many demons. And she hated every moment of it.
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A
But she's choosing not to. This is supposed to be a break, after all, and running and climbing around most definitely doesn't sound like a break to Alice.
.. Although she can still hear someone running directly across the mushroom she's sitting under, and that's why she calls out.
"Please don't make this entire thing come down right on top of the people underneath."
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"Oh, hello Alice," she says. A complex, turning cartwheel follows, so she is hanging off the edge, facing towards her.
"I promise I won't. Despite my metallic frame, I weight only a little more than a standard human woman. And these are very sturdy, as you can see."
She makes the ten foot drop back down to ground level look all too easy, however.
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"Well, you never know when one of these mushrooms may be rotten. Or have a weak spot."
In other words: it's not that she distrusts Guri (though she's glad to know it was her rather than some random rambunctious stranger stomping on top of these things), it's more just that she doesn't trust this world.
There's a pause, and then Alice adds: "Or when a bite from one side may make you grow small, and one from the other side may make you grow big."
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She tilts her head at that last, however.
"In that case, I am very glad I have not had the urge to consume any. What strange properties."
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cw: body horror mention
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B
"You look like you've got the weight of the world on your shoulders. I can't call that good!" He tossed pebbles between his hands as he walked over, just a little way to fidget.
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Though she despised what those abilities had been used for, in the past, without her consciously being able to have a say in them.
She looked at him, slowly.
"Just thinking," she replied. "And watching, a little."
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A
"What is this, a race?"
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"I was unaware you were there, Della, I apologize!"
She started to work her way down, via a series of jumps.
"And it's seeking a challenge. Frankly, they are an easier climb than expected."
The last said with a vague note of disappointment.
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Wildcard with B?
He wasn't sure how this one would go either, but he felt it was needed. Approaching her, but staying far enough at first so he wasn't intruding. "Hi" Um...now what. "I wondered if I could talk to you?"
Works!
Why, then, did she immediately feel like turning away when he approached?
"Oh," she responded, voice carefully neutral. "What do you wish to speak about?"
Re: Works!
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B, how about a roomie who's a god?
"Did you grab one of the small bags from the train? You'll need one to send a message."
Works for me!
"There is nobody I'd want to send a message to. I am merely observing."
Said with almost suspicious neutrality.
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"Some would pity you, and others would be envious."
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