(Rolls carried over)
Kaedras sends his consciousness into the alien's mind - a feat he has practiced but not used extensively. The feeling is surreal - he is not seeing the alien's memories as much as he is remembering them
as if he had lived them himself. Even the most foreign memories probed this way have a personal quality to them, almost a deja vu sensation.
In his previous uses of this ability, he has never encountered a mind like Draggor's. Segmented - almost fractured - with each segment markedly different in sense, in quality, in... personhood. It is, the elf guesses, like probing multiple minds simultaneously, and he struggles to make sense of the division. He attempts to navigate the memories, which come - not chronologically, but arranged in some other order.
Draggor's mind wrote:A scene of Draggor's first meeting of this troupe on the ship melds with what must be first contacts of several different species
Kaedras sees himself, clearly. His bow, at the ready but pointed floorward. The water relic diadem sitting proudly on his brow. Hears himself speaking.
We know each other - or did know each other... or... will know? Is this being from the future? Or have I forgotten our meeting somehow? That can't be our meeting because I have jsut met him now. This must be something I have somehow forgotten?
Myself, but from some other reality wrote:"You have wandered onto our ship, friend."
The memory shifts, Kaedras' memory - this being's memory - of himself/Kaedras - slides away. Kaedras finds himself immersed in battle. The memory feels old; interminably old, the years stretching out before him in a yawning infinity. This being is on a battlefield, alongside others of his kind. Ahead were demons. Another being calls out this one's name:
Ancient ally wrote:"Draggor!! To your right!"
The view jerks right, and Draggor's hand raises, a mighty blast of pure energy emanating out, blasting the demon creeping up on their position backward and away. Time slips away.
The alien - Draggor - is now on the bridge of the Dime Store Magic. Is this now? Am I in here?
He looks to the side, and sees Juan Echo, the Wandering God.
Draggor wrote:"If you remember what happened before, then it's still a single path. One we, I, wish to keep walking."
Juan" wrote:"Sometimes there is a path to follow, sometimes you are treading through unknown lands. And even if I am reliving today, this feels like the latter. ... This what we encountered last time. And we need to stop it from reaching the planet, again. There's a good chance we won't survive this. Weird as it sounds, if you wake up and you find yourself reliving this morning, remember what happened and prepare to find a new path."
Before he can analyze this cryptic discussion, the moment is wrenched away as time slips by Kaedras once more, implanting him in another memory.
No! Not Yet! I must see more!!
The being - Draggor - lay on a field, dying. A sucking chest wound causing blood to gurgle in his throat with every attempt at a breath. He knew his time was over. Kaedras remembers a deep sense of uncertainty. Is this really the end? Is this how you die, Draggor?
All goes black. Time, however, does not slip away. Draggor's eyes open. He breathes, coughs up some blood clots, now hardened into black globs. He sits up. His armor, he sees, is destroyed. His chest, however, has healed.
Time slips away. Draggor is back on the bridge of the Dime Store Magic, Juan at his side. Back - is it the same time?
Datephus' voice intones a warning over the shipwide PA.
Datephus wrote:"ENGINES OFF LINE, LIFE SUPPORT OFF LINE, WEAPON SYSTEMS OFFLINE, DEFENSIVE SYSTEM OFF LINE..."
Juan wrote:"If we get stuck in another time loop, we're not repeating it."
Draggor wrote:"Agreed, let's crash someone else's ship next time..."
Datephus wrote:"REACTOR CORE OVERLOAD IMMINENT IN 10, 9, 8, 7... I don't want to go."
Juan" wrote:"I'm sorry Space Whale. I don't want you to die like this either."
This memory ends in the brilliant flash of an explosion. Time slips. Kaedras pulls himself into the void between memories, trying to orient himself to this fractured creature's mind.
Kaedras hears a thought - not a memory.
"Draggor... friend. Can you hear my thoughts? I need to make sense of what I am seeing. Are you from the future? What is happening?"
Draggor wrote:We're not alone. We're never alone. External, another. We met them. I met them. Last time. This isn't right! I saw The Void. I REMEMBER THE VOID! TELL THEM THE COORDINATES!