First Test ✖ Voice

[waspromisedcake]

[There's the sound of a thunderstorm overhead and rain plopping down on the ground. For someone who hasn't been out in the rain for many years, this is a Big Deal.]

Is it safe to be outside?

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[thecricketer]

[sounding rather cheerful] It's quite nice, actually.

[waspromisedcake]

[She sticks out a hand, letting the raindrops fall on it.]

Cool. Not cold.

[thecricketer]

Yes. Refreshing, don't you think?

[waspromisedcake]

Refreshing. That's an accurate word for it.

[She definitely feels revitalized.]

Did you come from the ship too?

[thecricketer]

No, I - ah. I crashed my own.

[waspromisedcake]

Like Kara. A space ship from the sky?

[thecricketer]

[with rueful amusement] I suppose it's nice to know I'm not the only one.

And...well. Not precisely. My ship travels through the vortex - it's something of a temporal wormhole, a path outside of space and time.

To all appearances, she'll disappear in one place and reappear somewhere else. If, ah, everything goes well.

[waspromisedcake]

Like a portal.

[Said like an expert in the field of portals, tyvm.]

[thecricketer]

You could say that, yes! You've experience with portals, then?

[waspromisedcake]

Yeah. Lots.

[Though she doesn't elaborate as to whether that's "lots of experience" or "lots of portals."]