Chapter 12-2 The Easy Armistice (I)

Chapter 12-2 The Easy Armistice (I)

Chief Paladin Naeko. What do you think you are doing?



ArrethArresting you. Why? Whats it to you?



Im being arrested!



Oh. Well, then. If you dont resist, you wont be hurt. Everything will be fine and keen.



This is you.... Age has finally frayed the last of your senses you flatblooded mongrel

Ambassador Kitzuhada. A moment. Did you know this elder here has been accused in a plot ending with your assassination?



These these assertions are



I have the mem-data to prove it. You see, under the Articles, I know I cant keep you. Really grinds my teeth how we Paladins are pretty much just left around here to deal with the stray golem problem and some Newsouled Fallwalkers, but every now and again, I get something that just brightens my day. How long have you been planning his death? Wait, dont tell me. Well get it out of you in confession.



I demand legal championship.



And youll have it. [Samir Naeko leans in] And youll have a whole lot more, see. That little bit of mem-data? Thats a bit more than just your plot to kill the Ambassador here. I know about Godshaper.



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Yeah. I know what you did to Kae Kusanade. And I know how you murdered Paladin Dawton Morrow. You should have never touched mine. You really shouldnt have. Its going to be bad for your health. But Im not mad. No. Im not mad at all. Do you see this smile? Im calmer than Ive been in years. You better get some good counsel, because when were done, you and your pet Greatling are going to spend a lot of time in the dark.



Greatling I



I, Chief Paladin Samir Naeko, hereby invoke Article Nine against Council Elder Mwaba DRongo. I have with me verified mem-data and a witness of the third degree. All stay your hands from steel or face the Sage Seriously? No one? Wow. Sensible party, Ambassador. I a bit disappointed, not gonna lie. Say, where did Uthred go?

-High Paladin Samir Naeko at the Fires Height

12-2

The Easy Armistice (I)

Geometry stabilized as they inverted back upright, the sensation was as if rolling when submerged. Yet, as the aero finished its revolution, Avo found it clamped by the curved claws of four magnetics as a ramp lowered and extended before them.

He cast his first thoughts almost reflexively, needing to confirm if their exits were still viable. +Draus. Passages. Still connected to your Heaven?+

+Still feel the junctions,+ she replied. Her disorientation lasted shorter than his. +Hells. Think we just got pulled somewhere by a Heaven of Geometry.+ She turned her attention to Denton. That dip how you lose tails? Bet you got plenty more spots like that.

The Glaive simply answered with a tilt of her head. Coming out from an airdock leaves fewer questions. Her eyes snapped over to Avo. You can stop using your canon now. There isnt the need anymore.

It took a beat for Avo to realize Denton was speaking to him. It took him another to notice strings of mem-data spilling into his cog-feed as visual and phantasmal information began to flow through.

His DeepNav interface was the first thing to reactivate within his Metamind. Other functions and phantasmal constructs followed shortly thereafter.

Avo drew in a breath and released his Sanguinity.

REND CAPACITY [WOUNDSHAPER]: 93%

Dehydration had a way of making one dream of drowning.

The same way the lack applied to water or sustenance, the same way Avo felt toward the Nether itself. Yearned for the Nether.

Even with his newest canons, his Nether-projection was a blank canvas he could reach across, a cloud of limited influence and finite design. There were no colors of existence in itnothing but an empty lake he could guide his reach through.

An ocean was more than just a body of water. There was an environment there. Fish. Life. A partition between the stygian depths and shimmering heights. A place where the uncountable masses could bob upon the surface, where good Necros held the twilight, the middling ones remained as wrecks at the bottom, and the best swam the same down trenches and upon surfs alike.

Again, a needle of thoughtstuff narrowed out from Dentons mind. Yes, indeed, she let out a breath. The official documentation of events said it was due to a humanitarian dispute. Voidwatch was extracting Nolothi refugees after some kind of thaumic catastrophe. The High Masters then didnt take very kindly to that. Turns out, voidship EGIs dont link very well with ghosts.

That statement piqued Avos interest. Didnt know ghosts could interface with coldtech. Can see outlines of cognition. Cant access.

Denton shrugged. I suppose your fathers predecessors found a way to simulate how an artificial mind thought and dreamed. Its the only real explanation. Us Idheimers cant really conceptualize on the same level.

He hid his growing suspicion from her well.

+The EGI Core,+ Draus said, her words a whisper in his mind. +Thats how they did it. They didnt need to build any phantasmics or trauma patterns from scratchthey had a weapon half-cast and ready for use already.+

+They had minds that knew how to use it,+ Avo replied. And now it was his. Chancing another peek at Dentons Metamind, he considered the implications of that which he possessed. When this was done, his first priority was Kae. After that, he would need to examine his new sanctuary further.

With such a thought in mind, he activated the Auto-Seance he had connected to the EGI Core in the George Washington. To his dismay, it didnt answer.

Of course it didnt.

With how it allowed the Nether to flow through shadows and darkness, this weakness was unavoidable. The Thoughtwave Detonation had destabilized the Nether local to its area.

He wondered if there was a way he could turn off or tune the permeability of his gateways.

It took them the better part of twenty minutes to traverse five point four miles. They were forced to halt for a moment when a knot of golems carried by a prismatic delta shot past them.

At the same moment, the district came alive with chatter.

+Stay out of the Green Quarter. A couple of Bloodthanes just got into it with a Fallwalker. Not full Heavens fallen yet but some casualties. No deaths though. Thank Jaus for Woundhounds.+

The moment passed. A ping out went out from Draus as she sent him a memory. She was pulling on something. Guiding a piece of glass over two thousand miles away without strain or burden. Her junctions let her reach far and observe the scene they left behind.

She sent him a snapshot of a sky lined with pillar-shaped golems that scarred the firmament with their transparent tendrils, of countless knots amassing between three different factions.

+Stormtree, No-Dragons, and Highflame are squarin up,+ she said. +Sure as shit glad we pulled our vanishin act.+

He grunted in agreement but found himself more fascinated by a new emotion leaking over from her.

Uncertainty.

+You gleam?+ Avo asked.

A large mantafly passed over them, casting its vast shadow over three rows of aeros. Between its ventral teeth dripped sizzling acid and dolloping slag from melted garbage.

Draus shook her head. She looked confused. Uncharacteristically uncertain.+Nah. I uh I like it.+

+What?+

+The Heaven,+ she said, clarifying. +I like havin it already. I like using it. Seein out from it. Making things glass and feelin it break because I decide it shouldpeople break because I decide they should.+ She paused. +Theres no balance in this kind of killin. Aint no weight for me to feel. Its like doin numbers in my head.+

A faint understanding grew inside him. +Afraid becoming a Clad will pervert your nature? Make you less you?+

Draus laughed. Dentons eye swept over both of them but said nothing.

+I was a Reg, Avo? My mind was conditioned to be as adaptive as my body was. But I do have preferences. I know there are kinds of thinkin that just leave you trapped.+ She turned and regarded him. +Say, you still got that Morality Injector of yours? Havent felt you use it since+



+You want me to adapt it for you?+ Avo asked. +Help you feel the weight of a kill?+

A pause cut into their conversation. +I just dont wanna feel like its nothin is all. Hells. Us fleein across Nu-Scarrowbur probably killed how many people? And it was like nothin. Fightin the Wargskins, snuffers, street scum, and all kinds of other half-strands aint nothin to speak about but theres still the flechettes you gotta dodge. Angles to take. Assaults to plan. This? Theres no theres no weight.+

Another project after Kae then. Something he could potentially benefit from himself, even.

He had more than enough ghosts now to fuel the need for experimentation.

That, and he had Chambers to test things on.

Avo glanced at the ex-enforcer babbling again at the beleaguered Essus, pointing out different blocks and places he wanted to see later. Neither of them had been this far up, Avo realized. But where one viewed this as a triumph and an adventure, the other could only brace against the strain.

+Ill see what I can do,+ Avo replied.

They split off from the aerolanes as they closed within a mile of the voidship. Pulling public mem-data, Avo learned that it was ninety-eight miles long and a fourth as wide. Its hull seemed something metallic and crystalline, the surrounding city lights revealing a slight bismuth to its hue.

Aside from that, however, the voidship was notable in its near-featurelessness. No blemish nor bruise disfigured its exposed aspects, and though its interior was pulled open to reveal a spiral staircase of quick-fabbed structures infested with bars building to overlook various circuits, the opening was characterized by mottled edges rather than outright damage.

Something in Avo suspected that the vessel had adjusted itself to be this wayits matter as fluid and freeform as the George Washington.

As they slipped past the lip into the interior, a slight smile played across Dentons face. Do any of you have a favorite drink? Itll be on the house.

And as their aero angled up and twisted, various spiraling stacks of urban detritus vanished from sight, the Easy Armistice spilled into view as they rotated rightward, more of it loading into existence with each degree.

Avo blinked.

Chambers rose from his seat, shifting his head the other way and then back again. Slowly, a wide grin spread across his face. Alright. That might just be the single most nova watering hole Ive ever seen.