The Nineteenth Trial

[hot_mess_express]

Who: Everyone
When: Day 43, evening
Where: The Mermaid's Beach

Come on, come on heroes...! Come hither!

[ There's a playful giggle and the sound of splashing as the Mermaid's beach appears in the clearing. ]

Let's play a game...!

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[daydreamshimmer]

[That gets a pause from her.]

[Tilting her head, studying 80H thoughtfully a second.]

[Then she shrugged her shoulders.]

What else should we do?

[voreaciously]

Might I have your name?

[because she does not know it.]

I am 80H.

[she will curtsy politely.]

[daydreamshimmer]

I'm Solar Flare.

[.....listen, she's not going to try that curtsy thing in front of people.]

What's the H stand for?

[voreaciously]

"Healer".

[she sounds pleased about it. inasmuch as she sounds pleased about anything.

thanks for asking, good grief.]

[daydreamshimmer]

Ooooh.

Yeah, I could see why you'd go with 80H. There's like a million people with Heal in their name, numbers are far rarer.

[voreaciously]

[what is pony culture. she is so curious hearing this.]

That is especially true in my case, as it would happen.

[80H brings her thumb and index finger close together leaving little space between them. An ice flower sprouts in the space.

She offers it to her.]

Here.

[daydreamshimmer]

[Their names are Very Straight Forward or Extremely Metaphorically Fitting.]

Oh? Some kind of village tradition?

[That gives her a start because present????]

[A really pretty and cool present?]

[She knows it's for bingo, but it's PRETTY AND COOL!]

[She will take it, debating a moment and behind her ear is probably best. Hair is still cooler than body heat.]

[Looking around.] Let's see....oh, I know. [Gestures for her to follow her closer to the water.]

[voreaciously]

A military organisation, but you could say that otherwise.

[but she follows her.]

[daydreamshimmer]

Your name came from a military organization?

[She's looking over the rocks and shells thoughtfully as she walks along the beach.]

[voreaciously]

Yes.

[daydreamshimmer]

[Bends down to pick up a rock, but then keeps walking.]

Do they just rename people on your world?

[voreaciously]

They do not rename people, no. I am not human.

[daydreamshimmer]

[Looking her over.]

[Looking her over closely.]

....you're not also a unicorn that got turned human shaped?

[LISTEN SHE HAS TO ASK]

[voreaciously]

No, I have always been shaped this way. How are you adjusting?

[daydreamshimmer]

Terribly.

[For reasons.]

[Oh, there's the rock she needs.]

[Gonna grab it and scrape it against the other.]

[voreaciously]

I apologise for your misfortune.

[but she was a unicorn? that's actually super exciting.]

What sort of crafts could you make as a unicorn?

[SHE SAID SHE KNEW ABOUT ART but also opposable thumbs are the way to go.



so are fingers, honestly.]

[daydreamshimmer]

Yeah, it's been a whole thing. So what are you, if not human? What's even different?

So far, drawings. Did really good with chalk for Eliza. I would probably be better with telekinesis, it depends how much I dedicated doing it the earth pony way. Though I am curious to see if hands can match the precision of telekinesis.

[Scrape scrape scrape. Then holding out the larger rock to 80H with a rough version of that flower on it.] At least they seem to do well with rough tools.

[voreaciously]

I am not an organic being, but synthetic and technological. Hands can be incredibly precise, yes. Please do let me know how you fare with them, in time.

Ah! [she says upon receipt.] Thank you, it's lovely.

[daydreamshimmer]

Ah, so different insides, okay. That is impressive though. Not often magic comes alive like you. Well, alive and not raving mad.

Depends what I figure out first, hands or shapeshifting magic.

You're welcome.

[voreaciously]

[implying she's not insa]

And outside. My skin is made of silicone.

[she's curious about how magic functions where she comes from but she needs to focus.]

What else would you like to do?

[daydreamshimmer]

[Raving mad means razing the country side without rest.]

What's silicone?

Let's see.

I need to say something I like about myself.

[.....jeeze, she hasn't actually thought of this????]

[voreaciously]

Any of a class of synthetic materials which are polymers with a chemical structure based on chains of alternate silicon and oxygen atoms, with organic groups attached to the silicon atoms. Such compounds are typically resistant to chemical attack and insensitive to temperature changes and are used to make rubber and plastics and in polishes and lubricants.

[she waits patiently otherwise]

[daydreamshimmer]

....that sounds like a really cool compound. [And kind of....familiar? Sorta????]

[Okay, no, can't think of that, what does she LIKE about herself?]

[Like she would say her smarts, but that was apparently useless for her.]

[Um]

[Geh]

My ability to....take action? Yeah, I guess that. [Just because things were fruitless, at least she was trying and that's good!]

[voreaciously]

It is. Acting decisively is an admirable trait and you do not seem the type to rest on your laurels. [she nods.]

[daydreamshimmer]

Yeah.

Yeah, definitely. I don't want to sit around just doing nothing.