shellphones | Whale Man Tries to Turn Around And Walk Back Into the Rift

No.

[ You can do it, Jill. You got through the kind-of-an-asshole stage, now you get the ask-the-right-questions stage. ]

[Now here's the difficult part: for as long as she's been here, Jill hasn't quite gotten too familiar in what makes up sealife. It takes a moment without a reply as she thinks of something else.]

Octopus?

Incorrect and inefficient.

Think your questions through if you truly want answers. Otherwise this exchange is meaningless.

[Ah, there goes the rudeness again. He really has a personality that grinds her gears, but Jill is also stubborn and she won't go down without another try.]

Or I could simply just ask: could you please tell me what you are, if not a landwalker, fish, or octopus? Thank you.

[There go those manners again.]

[ Well, has she considered (checks hand) being around him for decades to have a better grasp of his weird way of thinking... actually, scratch that, even his best friend can't manage that. ]

A Hunter.

You should realize this is not the information you were seeking.

[Unlike him (probably), she is human and only has so many years left in her lifetime. The idea of spending them learning how to navigate him would make her just want to cease existing immediately.

That said, her patience has finally run out. She certain no one else would have lasted this long in a conversation with him only to come out with nothing but a name from his end.]

Right. I can clearly see you enjoy being difficult, thus you can remain so. In the end, it was only to sate my curiosity in learning about someone new, perhaps find a common ground, but that seems to turning into something troublesome. I will excuse myself.

[ The bad thing about text is that he can still lecture her. At least in personal interaction it would have been enough to storm out. ]

I answered all your questions truthfully. You did not know what it is you want to learn and so you see my answers as me being "difficult". Reflect on how to make your questions more exact. Think of what answers you want to find before you ask.

[ Though it still looks like him being an ass, the advice is actually genuine - one that he's given to all his students, at the very least.

Doesn't change how rude it sounds, though. ]

A common ground most here should share is finding a way to return. If you do not, no other similarities hold meaning.

[Jill is a woman grown, almost to her mid-thirties. Lectures at this age don't lie right with her and this one certainly won't change that. There has been Bearers who didn't believe in the mission of a better life, never would have agreed with Cid's vision, but at least they understood implication and even direct questions.

Maybe she would have an easier time holding a conversation with a chocobo.]

I asked you directly, what are you if you are of the sea. You answered a hunter. I don't know how much plainer I can make it when I assure you that I am aware that there might be hunters of the sea, but unless you are a shark, I can't imagine what that would be. My tutors had no interest in educating me on sea creatures.

[ She probably WOULD have an easier time. But look, he'll be nice. ]

Then the question you meant to pose is "What is your species".

To save us both time: Aegir. We descend from various aquatic creatures, but that ancient ancestry does not divide us into further subspecies.

[ < /nice> ]

What are you, landwalker? A bird? A cat? A snake?

[Not much of a habit of hers, but Jill still fights the urge to roll her eyes like some unruly teenager. So clearly this man is a stickler for proper terminology. She's heard the word species thrown about by Harpocrates, though with it not being part of her daily vocabulary, it never occurred to her to actually use it. Mental note made: make sure to have access to a thesaurus if she ever has another conversation with Hunter.

(Unlikely, if her nerves have anything to say about it.)]

Noted.

[She's wary of letting him know she's never heard of an Aegir before. He probably thinks she's undereducated, if not purely uneducated. Founder knows she had access to the best Ducal tutors the Royal gil could buy, even if they didn't teach her anything worthwhile about the sea.

That said, he asked her question. She should answer it.]

Shouldn't your question be "What is your species?" [Certainly it probably buys her no favors to turn his lecture back on him, but at least sassing him gives her a rare bit of satisfaction.] Human. A Dominant, if one needs to be specific.

I was attempting to put your at your ease by communicating in a manner similar to yours.

[ Was he. Is he saying that genuinely or mockingly. No one knows.

But... 'Human'? That wording is familiar, but the only species to call themselves such were the Predecessors. It is highly unlikely the person he is talking to is one. ]

What distinguishes Dominants from the broader Humans?

[Truly, no one does. Jill can't figure out either way, so she won't comment on it. Pretend she never saw it. Never giving him any ammunition to work with.]

Dominants hold an Eikon—in the simplest terms, a mighty being akin to what others would consider a god—inside of them. We are born this way, most times unknowing that we are a Dominant until much later in life. Other humans don't. In between us are Bearers, those who can wield magick without a shard of the Mothercrystals, but are looked down upon by typical humans, used as beasts of burden by them, enslaved until they cannot be used and abused any longer.

[That's far more than what he asked, but unlike Hunter, Jill can read into a question and answer the unasked ones.]

[ (OOC: I do not know FFXVI, is Jill the Lunafreya of it. The icon vibes are Lunafreya.)

Again, there is a bit of pause before he answers. Almost like he had to contemplate something. ]

A civilization still in its bloodied infancy.

[ Still... a being akin to what others would consider a god held inside you, huh? Perhaps they have more common ground than this person expected. Not that that is a good thing. ]

[(ooc: They're similar in the whole "I was a princess who got taken somewhere else during conflict and used for my powers and I'm also the protag's childhood friend and love interest" but Jill has a whole lot more trauma in her past and can only talk to one god :D.)]

More like its bloodied adulthood. Valisthea has been around for a while.

[Another situation of text through tone: one cannot witness Jill's words dripping with an unusual show of sarcasm.]

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[ In this case, Ulpianus would understand the sarcasm. He's seen it in the land-dwellers' attitudes towards their own homes. ]

The age of a civilization and its rate of development do not necessarily correlate.

It was rhet—

[Jill hits send before finishing her reply and she scrambles to complete her typing for a few seconds, but in the end, she realizes it doesn't matter. Hunter seems to want to make a point and whatever it is, she'll just let him go along with it. It'll certainly save her from annoyance.]

Nevermind. That said, I hope I've sated your curiosity on the state of humans. From my world, at least.

[ Well maybe rhetorical statements are Inefficient Communication(TM). Have you considered that. ]

It fits the pattern I've observed in most landbound races. Segregation by class assigned at birth, exploitation of those of lower status, belief in the concepts of magic and gods, enough tenacity to survive.

[ Well, that last one could be considered a compliment?.. ]

And I take it the seabound have no similarities?

[No Aegir versus the sharks? Versus a tangle of octopuses determined to make a better world for the eight-armed? Must be nice.]

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[ It USED to be nice! Before the ~~fire nation~~ Seaborn attacked! ]

We did in the past. A necessary step in every civilization's development. Perhaps yours will move past it before its end arrives.

[ (As an Arknights character he's like, obligated to talk about Civilizations(TM).) But he does stop to frown at his shellphone. No, this isn't the time to talk about higher matters... if he can't find information on how to return home, he may as well look for other clues that might help him with his own matters. ]

I have questions about your Eikons. Please and thank you.

Are Eikons single organisms?
What degree of conscience and intelligence do they possess?
What goals do they pursue?
Describe their genesis and life cycle, including death of natural and unnatural causes.
Describe their relationship with the will and consciousness of the Dominants they are implanted in.
Describe the Eikons' relationship with each other and types of interaction.
Can a single Eikon change hosts upon the hosts' deaths? What other forms of continuity do they possess?

[ WELCOME TO FISH UNIVERSITY JILL HERE'S YOUR FIRST PAPER ASSIGNMENT, ]

So one should not judge mine when their own needed a bit of rearranging itself.

[Did she think he was judging humanity? Absolutely. Maybe that wasn't his intent, but it sure was his impact. Not that Jill is upset about it; humanity in her world is truly awful and worth judgement. At least there are some people out there with the shared goal of wanting to change things for the better.

And that novel of a message he just sends as a followup is quite the thing. Jill expected questions, but not so rapidfire. If she had ever went to schooling past age twelve, she would laugh and claim this was no better than the tutors testing her on her lessons. Instead, it's a bit overwhelming and Jill decides to start with answering the first question. Hopefully Hunter won't mind.

At least he used his manners this time.]

Yes, but perhaps not in the manner you would expect. There are only nine of them and they are composed of aether, which is what makes up everything in my world. Trees, food, animals... all aether. An Eikon just has much more than a typical human, thus not making them human at all.

[ That first scathing reply has Ulpianus staring at the screen blankly for a moment. It does not help the image he's formed of his conversation partner as someone who has a tendency to inject her own perception into others' words. (Or maybe you just sound rude all the time, Ulpianus.)

And... aether? Fine, he can accept that to be her world's understanding of atomic and molecular structures... mixed with some other characteristic that they denote as aether quantity? ]

How does abundance or scarcity of aether manifest in living beings? Does a tree have more or less aether than an animal?

Less. I believe it would safe to say that if a tree began to be capable of speech, it would contain much more aether than the silent one next to it. Though at that rate, said tree would probably be something worthy of hunting down and eliminating, depending on its other behavior.

[A beat:]

We tend to be suspicious of things behaving in ways they shouldn't, if you understand. With good reason.

[ So the quantity of 'aether' corresponds to the level of intelligence - human-like intelligence, at least. And the Eikons possessing more than humans... A different kind of cognition?

This is starting to sound familiar - and dangerous. ]

Such distrust is a basic instinct.

Continue.

[ No, actually... ]

Disregard that. This method of communication is too slow. Let us speak face to face.

[Does she want to meet this guy in person? Would that even be a good idea? Certainly text gives Jill the opportunity to hide her facial expressions, but he is right. It is slow and not to mention, impersonal.

Besides, if he turns out to be bad business, Jill has Shiva, her lesser magick from the tattoo, and a rapier on her hip. The girl can handle herself.]

Fair enough. Should I assume you haven't explored here enough to have a preference on a meeting place?

[ Here's some cool advice, Jill: wear a face mask and a broad-brimmed hat! You will always have your facial expressions (mostly) hidden! ]

No preference.

[ Well... He was given some basic pointers after his arrival. ]

Pick a meeting place and describe its location relative to the MANTA Center.

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