outer_divide | [Audio] - Monday, Week 49

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[Audio] - Monday, Week 49

He's kicked the spider's nest, foolish boy. 'Ware the splinters.

I really wish you'd be a little more specific about... proper names. And specifics.

[Haruka sounds a bit resigned and a bit amused.]

Who kicked the spider's nest?

[At least she knows it isn't about her and the counselor, this time, since the Oracle is well aware she's female.]

One who is lost from my sight.

[She sounds...almost sad, maybe.]

They are fragments of fragments. She can tell only what she can see.

[Haruka sighs.]

I know. And thank you for telling us what you can. I suppose we will have to watch out for splinters, then. Sharp things? Pieces of a whole? Giant spiders? There are some very big ones here.

[She's throwing out guesses, in case she can get more information, mostly, but also being vaguely chatty with the Oracle. The lady mentioned Pluto; she has a soft spot for her, now.]

The pieces retain the properties of the whole.

[She sounds, perhaps, a little relieved.]

It is transient, but no less dangerous.

[Now that's interesting. Both pieces, in fact, as well as her tone. Some of that is apparently right, though in what fashion, Haruka doesn't know.]

So it will go away soon? After, I guess, the splinters? Or perhaps it is only on the move....

[She thinks that's what transient means.]

Yes.

[This is probably "yes, both are correct", though, the Oracle being the Oracle, it could always be "yes, one of these is correct".]

[Haruka takes it conservatively, for now, and goes with "it's on the move" rather than "it's likely to go away"; probably safer that way.]

Any suggestions for what we should do when the splinters show? Or where they may show, so that we can be ready for them?

Be cautious.

Heh. Not what I am best at, I admit. I will try.

Thank you, obaa-san. ... do you have a name? No one has ever told it to me.

A name? I had one, when I was a girl. I traded it to heal what should not be broken.

[There's a brief pause.]

The boy might know it. He knows many things. But his name is secret.

Which means I can't ask you who he is to ask.

[Sigh.]

Not even a hint? It would be good to know to who I am speaking. More than just obaa-san.

You may call me Delphi. It isn't my name.

Like the other Oracle?

[What? She has a had a good education. She knows the Greek myths. Haruka makes a face, not that she can see it.]

That sounds impersonal. But if it is what you prefer. Delphi-san.

You pay attention.

[She sounds inordinately pleased.]

It's less disheartening than Cassandra.

I am glad to please.

[It feels a little like pleasing a favored teacher or a cared for but dotty old aunt. Not that Haruka has actually had either of those in a long, long time, but still. She's pretty sure what that feeling would be like.]

Take care of yourself, Delphi-san.

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