The Guardian:
With a bit of time to look, everyone can finally make out moving figures down ahead of them --clearly people, and there's no reason to think they aren't the Hecate Station crew as Vinsen has suggested. The Traveller, taking a more holistic view, notes the organization and arrangement of the buildings, and the wide, cleared spaces surrounding them -- likely cultivated fields of some sort, which begs all sorts of questions given the makeup of the vegetation here. It's clear, though, that this is a community if one formed out of necessity and circumstance.
As Smoke Alarm foots ahead of the others, her sharp ears pick up a high-pitched humming, somewhere in the trees above her.
The Traveller is astounded at this place.
"This is an easel, finger painting but if a child could finger paint facsimiles of what blind creation has manifested. Look at this! It's like a digital sketch or study of what an actual world would be like. It's fascinating and beautiful. Whimsical! Cultivated fields! Crops made of math. I don't know quite what to say." She turns and surveys the entire thing in delight, as multiple tracks in her brain light up. The cosmos never ceases to amaze. She hopes she can meet whoever made all of this. She's not even using her glasses or sonic, wanting to understanding this in an unmediated manner.
Of course, she's oblivious to the buzzing.
OOC: Claiming an SP for Curious, being dumbfounded by the surroundings. That should put me at 6 SP atm.
This message was last edited by the player at 03:32, Wed 13 Mar 2019.