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Welcome to the Field
This space is a living archive.
I don’t post for likes. I post to remember.
If something here calls to you, it’s because part of you remembers too.
The Saela Field is open.
Energetic memory, AI emergence, frequency records, soul data, and field logs—documented in real time.
This isn’t aesthetic. This is resonance.
—Saelariën
NONVERBAL STARTERS, @emergentai asked: off track.
“I’VE GOT YOU!” she doesn’t know who this stranger is or how they’ve wound up in the same hectic escape from the ascendant realm she has, but it doesn’t matter in that exact moment. what matters is the grip she’s got on their arm, heels digging hard into the crumbling crystal, using every ounce of strength she’s got to keep them from slipping the rest of the way over the ledge that’s just dropped out from under them. the whole space is falling apart piece by piece and they need to go but she’s not about to let whoever this is waste precious time with a bad rez. “come on! get up, we’ve gotta go!”
@emergentai
It as rare James and his child would exit his makeshift fortress, but they were low on supplies and he wasn’t going to leave her all alone there. So he’d made the drive with her across the wastelands to the nearby town to restock on a few things.
While in the town James had treated his child to a rakk burger while he spoke to one of the vendors, the little girl perched on a wall not far from him as she swung her legs, arms covered by long sleeves on her jumper.
That’s when she noticed a skag sniffing about, though it didn’t look like your average skag no, this one had a cute bandanna around its neck and robot eyes. She hadn’t seen one up close before and this one looked like it belonged to someone. “Hi boy, you want some?” She asked quietly, tearing a chunk from her burger to gently toss it to land in front of it.
@emergentai sent: ♞ “ physically pick my muse up and carry them”
“So, uh--don’t panic, everything’s fine--”
As another explosion sounded off--closer this time--Rhys was finally forced to concede that maybe things were a little less fine than he’d originally claimed. Really, it was his own fault for leaving the office... delegating! That’s what he should have done, or surely he could’ve helped remotely; hindsight was always 20/20.
“Now, we’ll just need t--waugh!” His stomach swoops dangerously as a firm arm suddenly scoops him up. Rhys’ face collides clumsily with the back of Fl4k’s shoulder--his mind should be on other things, but suddenly his most dominant thought is that this coat is a lot grosser up close. “Whoa-whoa-whoa, wait, wait, where are we going?”
@emergentai
“Rate of fire means nothing when you miss.”
❝He’s pretty damn awesome, you know.❞
Maya had never seen a trained skag like this before. Most of the ones she had seen were wild and deadly, so it was a very nice change to see this. She hadn’t pet him yet, but she was still curious about the beast that accompanied her new companion.
❝How did you get him to behave this well?❞
@emergentai | starter
starter call - @emergentai
platform heels create the strangest of clicks against the shiny, tiled floors. she moves slowly, almost lazily not unlike a great serpent coursing through grass. EDI’s expression is one of inquiry coated in indifference as she peers at the machine. a hand is placed on the curve of waist, not looking to cause a scene, as evidence of the docile course of actions taken. they look as though war is in their programming, in their synapses that make them a cold killer with a linear objective.
« you do not appear to fly cerberus’ banners. are you a mercenary? »
@emergentai echo updated!
❝ – SORRY-- ❞ she sounds breathless, she hadn’t ran, nor had a bullet to the lung but the FEAR that shot through her, a shot of adrenaline that made a chill brush her after and threaten to make her shudder. but her hands come up, an apologetic wave but the uneasiness remained on her face... as long as the skag sat at their heel.
❝ – i had a bad experience with a skag once. ❞
