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[chirpchirp]

< what is this strange place? what is this? what is that? why is it not brown? or gold? or made of stone? what are these big green things above its head? what is that? where is the temple? wait, where is the buddy? >

♪? ♪♪ ♪~!!

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no answer? try again and louder this time>

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< hm...alone? okay, then time to find a new buddy! >

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[the traveler has appeared on the edge of town along the road. anyone in the surrounding buildings may have heard it chirping and calling out as it runs toward the town square. and anyone it encounters along the way will have a close to three foot tall red cloaked creature running circles around them.

ooc; an example of the tonal chirps can be found here on a youtube let's play]

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[spohkh]

[Spock can only take this action in agreement. He brings his right hand slowly to the head of the creature.]

My mind to your mind..

My thoughts to your thoughts.

[There is an explosion of colour and music in Spock's mind as he establishes a link with the creature....]

Can you hear me small one?

[chirpchirp]

What? What is this? What are you? You don't sing. Why don't you sing?

[The traveler goes quiet on the outside, but inside its mind is a wealth of images, color, music, and murals that depict dozens of journeys across burning sands and freezing snowy landscapes. Confusion is the most prominent feeling it has now as it looks up at Spock.]

[spohkh]

[Spock sends calming images to the creature. His own home comes to mind, a desert land with deserts and high mountains, dusty and bright red. He also sends through an image of his mother teaching him how to play the Vulcan-Lyre... its soft tones float through the link.]

I am Spock. I cannot sing like you do, but I will not hurt you. Do you have a name?

[chirpchirp]

What is a name? I am a traveler. We are all travelers. We must go far. It is time to go, yes? I cannot find my Other. Are you my Other?

[The sounds of the lyre calm it and it tilts its head to the side a little.]

[spohkh]

[Spock keeps the sounds of the Lyre constant while he communicates with... Traveler?]

You are in a place called Luceti, you may have been separated from your 'Other'.

[Here Spock sends images of the layout and lands of Luceti, that it is a holding place for many beings from different universes.]

[chirpchirp]

<will you travel with me then? where is your scarf?>

♫

[spohkh]

Where is it that you are going Traveler? And no, I do not have a scarf.

[Spock sends images of food with an implied question of whether or not he needs it.]

[chirpchirp]

The mountain. We all go to the mountain. We must find the symbols and you can get a scarf! I'll show you! I know where they are!

[Confusion comes through at the sight of food.]

What is that? Is it like the cloth creatures? Will it help us fly?

[spohkh]

Negative, the food will not help us fly. I cannot fly. What are the symbols of which you speak?

[Spock tries to send through an impression the Traveler is no longer on a mission here in Luceti... though he is having difficulty communicating even through a meld.]

[chirpchirp]

The ones the mountain gives us. It is the power of life. It will help us. I know this. I will show you.

[The traveler chirps and a small glyph pops up in its mind, the one that represents its current incarnation. Following that are images of all the other glyphs, cycling through every lifetime it's had, over and over.]

[spohkh]

Please slow down small one, your information is moving at a detrimentally rapid pace.

[Spock tries to distract Traveler from his current train of thought.]

Where was it that you said I could find a scarf?

[chirpchirp]

Where they are.

[Suddenly a vision of the mountain pushes everything else away. A looming mountain far in the distance, glowing between the peaks. It has a sense of longing and of understanding, finality and beginning at the same time.]

[spohkh]

[Spock cannot help but wonder....]

Is that mountain in this world small one?

[chirpchirp]

It is where I must be.

[It doesn't know if it is here. This world is so different from everything it knows. No sand, no snow, strange greenery and soft spongy brown underneath. Nothing makes sense here.]

You are like me. We are alike?

[spohkh]

[Spock sees the images and can tell that no, that mountain is not here. He does not know what to say to Traveler... it is not unlike dealing with a small child.]

That place is not here. You must wait until you are sent back to your world... the symbols are not here at this time.]

[There are comparisons.... however they are definitely not 'alike', however, Spock feels as though this would not be the right way to answer.]

We are... alike is some ways small one. However, I am Vulcan.

[Spock shows him impressions of his planet and his people...]

[chirpchirp]

[Vulcan. The impressions come through loud and clear, but the traveler still isn't convinced they aren't alike. It sends back images of its home - so similar to Vulcan in some ways, and then images of the two of them there in the forest, far away from home and alone.]

We are the same.

[spohkh]

[What an fascinating perspective that this creature has... in this way, yes, they are the same.]

It would seem small one, that we are the same in this respect.

[Spock gives what would seem to be a mental smile...]

[chirpchirp]

We are the same. We are travelers.

[Suddenly an image of the desert, the traveler sitting alone in the sand, traveling alone across the hot dunes, looking for someone to be with.]

♫~

[spohkh]

[It must be his human side, but Spock is suddenly compelled to do this...he hums in the same pitch as the traveler.]

[chirpchirp]

♫~

[The traveler responds with the same sound and rubs its face against Spock's hand.]

[spohkh]

[Spock starts to hum a tune his mother used to sing to him when he was a child. He also moves his other hand to stroke the travelers head.]

[chirpchirp]

[After a few bars, the traveler starts to mimic the song as best it can, trying to do what Spock is doing.]

♫♪♪♫♫♪♪♫♫♪♫♪♪

[spohkh]

[Spock sends a wave of gratefulness through the link. He finds that he is rather...enjoying himself.]

Do you have family small one?

[chirpchirp]

What is family?

[It doesn't understand aside from what it's seen of Spock's family.]

[spohkh]

Perhaps it is your 'Other?' Are there many Others?