middleofsomewhere | Wings of Wonder: NPC Interactions and Investigations

Wei Wuxian ends up cautiously leaving his shoes at the entrance, those boots he's had since, well, showing up on platform. He otherwise sits as indicated, listening to Asha for the duration before and after.

"Well met, Asha. Understood, and agreed. We'll formally ask Hemla as soon as possible. Depending on who's on Central island now, I can reach them and have one of ours who can communicate with them ask now."

There's no reason to delay beyond the impoliteness of speaking over SCA at the time. Then again, given the way it appears there's a mental connection between Forever Ones and the sali, conversations may not need to be as verbal for them as the Voidtreckers as a whole.

"We'll spread the word regarding what this island is accepting from our number. Most of our medically skilled treat traditionally in addition to any other ability they have. Medicinal prescriptions would be deferred to your people." For toxicity, for unknown cross species reactions, for anything of that nature, such as it was. Probably obvious, but better stated than allowing it to seem like their own healers would bridge that particular gap when otherwise practising medicine.

He puts the battery away then, back in the pocket that it was in. He joins Wuxian, brushing his coat out of the way as he sits.

"How many people have taken what you gave 'em and stabbed ya in the back? You get invaded more than once?"

It's not incredulous or doubtful, it's a very real question because this fear is pretty strong and pretty specific. It sounds as though it's happened before, and if it has happened before, that's got him wondering if there were other islands, or worlds that would invade, or something else.

"And would you want us bringin' any of your other people what have been actin' unusually?"

"Acceptable," Ansha speaks of the medical deference, then waits for Yondu to speak; answering the last first.

"Take them to the shelter if it's closer, then bring them here when it is safe - our people will work with you to coordinate efforts. They will be restrained and taken care of there - it will be secured, and Enshala can move her attentions where the rest of the shroud stays. That will work better for your people." A show of consideration, for their presence and own disadvantages.

"And as for my caution," they continue, following a beat, "that has little to do with any previous people, but the invasions of our own life. The Red Storms, always coming from the sky; its despair different, but the result always the same. Is kindness without exchange so normal from the lands your people come from, that you wouldn't question intentions? In the middle of disaster - asking for knowledge, promising help, asking nothing in return. It is unthinkable."

It is not their way. Why would it be any other's?

"We would see it as learning the ways of our people, our layouts, how we work. Your disadvantages here satisfy me for that reason, but do not mistake me." She looks at them both firmly.

"I think for my people, I take no pleasure in it. If any of your people are truly suffering being here, then we can work on aid."

Another nod, Wei Wuxian an active listener to the direction given. It makes for simpler communication, something he can give and direct people toward. How to help those who will attack, not because they wish harm, but have been brought to a place where their mind fools them into believing it's needed.

He knows a thing or two about needing to get someone to step back down from that ledge. One they did not seek themselves.

"In my home, those of us with abilities have the responsibility to use them wisely, to assist others. We can and will accept trade in turn, but to expect it... I help very poor people suffering things they have no ability to face. Offering me a place to rest is sometimes the most they can afford, and I accept it gladly." He hikes his shoulders up, a shrug of a kind. "But I can afford to live that way, as I live on the road. I could only ever want for food and shelter. Where the sects are built, they likewise build a long term system of give and take with those they protect. For better and worse, we are travelers and outsiders here. We'll pass again, so I apologise, my mentality unfortunately reflects on a... path I'd been walking before I'd been here."

One where he had no place, and small demands, and demons and ghosts to make up for. Still, he cups his hands again and bows his head in gratitude.

"There are a few. People who are made of energies, in such a way that they survive by interfacing with the ones of the world around them. Here, it causes difficulties." His hands settle back into his lap. "For the rest of us, we manage. Not perfectly," a sideways sort of self-aware smile, "But not to injury to us or those around us."

"I'd heard it had happened to some other worlds or craft, a long time ago. If it was somethin' you feared, it was worth askin' about." After all, if they were a void-connected world, there was no rule saying that someone hadn't come through. Someone of a more piratical or more dominating nature. But if it wasn't, it wasn't, and not worth asking about.

But he lets it go.

"Look, y'all might be right to be suspicious, but if I didn't meet at least one soul that thought with a good heart and no reason to it I wouldn't even be free. I know most of the people with us are that kinda selfless."

And Yondu wants to look out for them, mostly. "Greed bites you in the ass." Too much of it anyway. A little is fine, just enough to drive you. "I don't want nothin' besides the crew's safety. Especially the ones what can't defend themselves." Even less than usual at the moment. He looks over at Wuxian.

He can't speak for their magical crew. He just knows that they're having trouble in a way that he's unable to completely grasp.

Edited (losing my damn headachey mind) 2021-09-22 06:15 (UTC)

"And too much selflessness can be as dire as greed. Sometimes, you must be the one to tell a people what they need when they won't think for themselves."

She tips her head to a side. "We will discuss what additional goods can be given at a later point, once a worth can be calculated. For now," Asha continues, "Any of your people with difficulties - bring the worst of them straight here. I am helping Enshala - a healer and sage. We can offer no quick solutions, but we are investigating the effects of this Red Storm, and what it brings. If something in the air affects your people too, we will try and read their patterns. However, the fact you people can exist without our protections shows that you have an ability better to fight off the intrusion to the mind than we do."

Asha glances to her mortar, a long finger tapping its edge. "We may have some medicines that help with some of the side effects with us, but it will be experimental. Tell us-" she looks back to them both. "What symptoms do your people suffer?"

Wei Wuxian described the symptoms he'd seen or heard of from the Voidtreckers thus far, in their first two days or so. He notes when he knows more, or has only a very general understanding of the effect, while indicating energy-based individuals have the hardest time. He wryly notes this is perhaps not a surprise, before glancing to Yondu, for anything more he's seen or heard that Wei Wuxian has not.

Yondu mostly nods along, verifying what Wuxian said. Adds in specifics like, "Raven can't use her abilities to fly."

But then he gets up and goes to get a wayward sprig of blue grass, and brings it back to demonstrate his own. They're not great on a good day, but he at least had some idea of what he was doing now on the train with all the practice. In front of the Sali, he just makes it grow uncomfortable lumps and little unruly bits to curl off of it.

"It's about like that. Just real wrong. I was just tryin' to make it grow longer."

He holds the mess in his hand with a shrug.

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