PFSB: Milliways

[riddleofthebelow]

Tom needed his camera to take yet more pictures of his adorable children, and when he fetched it the evening before, he found something odd he can't explain. It's not a bad odd thing. It's just a puzzling odd thing.

Ingress has some explaining to do.  Or Wei Wuxian. Either one.

So Tom's at a table at Milliways, with an eyebrow raised, and wouldn't mind some company.

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[we_bring_hell]

"By all means," she says.

"I have guarded these closely, Lord Ostium, but necromantic theorems have no intrinsic value to someone from a living world. And I recognize the value it would hold for your House to be allied to one of the servants of God.

[riddleofthebelow]

"No one will know of your secrets. I won't even write them down; I'll simply study the memory of this conversation closely and make my own notes. I know the importance of discretion in matters such as these."

[we_bring_hell]

She nods and draws over her journal and begins to walk through what she knows with him.

[riddleofthebelow]

There is a lot to take in, on top of what was already a hefty amount of new information. When she comes to an ending of her explanation, he nods gravely and stands.

"I should get back to the House and to my responsibilities. But I will make time for this study. I've made connections between worlds of knowledge here before to help solve problems."

He'll do it again.

[we_bring_hell]

She nods. "It is very well, Lord Ostium. Thank you."