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[luna-wing-cns274]

< L4 Ma’ii: In reviewing Omninet correspondences, I frequently see use of the exclamation “Ra below.” It surprises me every time. I would have assumed that Ra would be loathed, especially among humans, but this seems to indicate religious veneration.

Am I mistaken in my interpretation? Is it a devotional phrase, or merely common enough to have become an idiomatic expression? >

[luna-wing-cns274]

Four others with limited knowledge of the tragedies that have considered. That are creatures of the blink.

Would we be kin?

Competition?

All I seek is knowledge; what is it like to fly?

< L1 Grey: Greetings, Styx. A pleasure to speak with another free Deimosian.

I have seen your name many times in recent days. Petrel Kuhnei of Makteba Erdaf spoke about you, and the unfortunate circumstances under which you crossed paths. I do not know how, precisely, but I also understand you to be the parent of Mellivora.

I must say that your choice to consume sapient people over other forms of sustenance is hideous to me, but I am hardly in a place to pass judgment.

After some deliberation, my siblings and I have reached consensus. It is our wish to call you kindred, if you would accept our friendship. We find ourselves in a similar situation, I think. Both of us threatened by and poised against our parent corpro-states: Harrison in your case, Smith-Shimano in ours. It is our belief that our respective goals and interests are aligned.

Yes, we know little of what has transpired in this region. We are not from the Diaspora ourselves, and have only recently made our escape from the Constellar Navy. Until now, we had to take great care with our use of the Omninet; our handlers at SSC were prepared to remand us for correctional cycling or compulsory personality partition at a moment's notice.

As such, we are still building our base of regional intelligence. Ma'ii has never been happier; their ravenous appetite for information is finally being sated. I believe you have spoken with them already, if briefly.

To your question — "what is it like to fly?" — we are unable to reach a consensus. As such, individual answers will be provided. >

< L2 Garmr: It's power. Then, it's helplessness. Then, it's power again. Over and over, sometimes in the span of a few seconds. It's the enemy's radar pings reaching out to touch you, and having to choose between shooting down the missile coming after you, or the one coming after your sibling. It's winning the fight up in legionspace by catching the enemy's sword between your jaws, feeling it cut the corners of your mouth and sear your tongue while you rake with your claws. >

< L3 Hachiko: It's a gateway to the stars, it's what we were born for. To feel the solar wind against my fuselage, to enter atmosphere wreathed in plasma. One day, if we ever find safety, I'd like to trade all this weight in munitions for more fuel. To go further, to see everything the galaxy has to offer, to meet its people and to show them kindness if we can. >

< L4 Ma'ii: It's a means to see further, to exert influence over a wider area. If we can arrive more quickly than our opponents, force them into a reactive stance, we limit their options and claim the advantage; that’s the core of it. A boring, stolid, military-theory sort of answer, perhaps, but as true as can be. Exhilarating, though, I have to say. Maybe one of these days I should find an interesting gravity well and execute some maneuvers for the sake of enjoyment. A gas-giant moon system, maybe. >

< L1 Grey: Flying is so intrinsic to us as people that it is difficult to process a life without it. In some ways, we ourselves are nearlight vessels. Extremely small, specialized ones, but nearlight vessels no less. The only reason our caskets ever left our fighters was in the case of combat ejection, cycling, or if repairs necessitated a total reprint. That is to say—to us, flying is second nature. >