She hadn't been in the room when he'd shouted, but she'd heard the word. "Multiple universes. They have to be bringing all of us from somewhere, and our stories don't line up."
"The night the doors all turned into wormholes -- we ended up on Cissnei's planet, and the stars were all wrong. They're wrong here, too, if this is Earth." She was beginning to doubt that, even if the gravity was perfect. "There are aliens here. Magic. And I met a guy from Jupiter this morning. Cyborgs, but no wormhole drives." Human bodies were remarkably resistant to technological enhancement -- jump pilot's implants still killed a small percentage on installation, even if she'd never met a pilot who thought anything of the risk. She hadn't ever considered it; she didn't have the natural knack for it, and, while that wasn't strictly necessary, she'd always seen ships as a means to an end, rather than a goal in themself.
"It can't just be time that separates us. I don't know how he does it, but he's grabbing us across universes." The jumps didn't feel that different from wormholes, really. Nausea and disorientation and instantaneous transfer. "Why not just recruit an army, I don't know." Tech like that, and he could hire an army. Admiral Naismith might like him, if he didn't pretend to be too charming, and had a good reason for all of this. Which were probably both impossible, but Taura wasn't sure.
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"The night the doors all turned into wormholes -- we ended up on Cissnei's planet, and the stars were all wrong. They're wrong here, too, if this is Earth." She was beginning to doubt that, even if the gravity was perfect. "There are aliens here. Magic. And I met a guy from Jupiter this morning. Cyborgs, but no wormhole drives." Human bodies were remarkably resistant to technological enhancement -- jump pilot's implants still killed a small percentage on installation, even if she'd never met a pilot who thought anything of the risk. She hadn't ever considered it; she didn't have the natural knack for it, and, while that wasn't strictly necessary, she'd always seen ships as a means to an end, rather than a goal in themself.
"It can't just be time that separates us. I don't know how he does it, but he's grabbing us across universes." The jumps didn't feel that different from wormholes, really. Nausea and disorientation and instantaneous transfer. "Why not just recruit an army, I don't know." Tech like that, and he could hire an army. Admiral Naismith might like him, if he didn't pretend to be too charming, and had a good reason for all of this. Which were probably both impossible, but Taura wasn't sure.