Sequel

Writing this came strangely easy. I don't know if any of the math stuff is even close to correct so lets all just pretend. Math is my poor area. Of course the sudo science has sort of been used by science fiction things in the past so it's not beyond... belief? I still think that if you try to sling shot, you'll just end up crashing but I've never tried it!

The look on Illuva's face must have been priceless. Too bad Rel wasn't focused enough to capture it.

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The next morning began with breakfast and then Mm when immediately to the white board. The Sidhe studied Mari’s words and then attempted to mimic them below in black. It was haphazard at best. Mm seemed upset by his childish writing. Shapes on a board, squiggles, but nothing seemed to really represent what Mari had written.

Rel walked up to the board and studied the sloppy writing. Anyone could mimic the shape of something. He picked up his red marker and drew a circle on the board. He then motioned to Mm to copy it. Mm did so well, then repeated in near perfection.

Rel, being more of a smart alec than for learning purposes, wrote out the mathematical equation for the circumference of a circle. Mm cocked his head to the side and motioned to the squared symbol. Rel wrote out the basis of it. Two times two is four. Three times three is nine.

Mm made a grunting sound and drew a circle, writing in various numbers about it, meaning the radius, diameter and such before motioning to the pi symbol. Rel wrote it out to the fifth digit. Mm tapped his lip with the marker and studied the equation. Mm put the radius number in the right place. Then the Sidhe stood back and considered the equation.

Mm scrawled a number across the bottom of the equation and looked at Rel, puzzled.

The answer was wrong, two digits off. Rel stared at it and figured the problem in his head, quickly finding the error in Mm’s adding. A problem with understanding how the decimal point added and multiplied.

But in any basic math class, it would be acceptable.

Rel put up a basic division that would result in a whole number. He then showed Mm what a division was. Four divided by two is two. Nine divided by three is three. Mm rattled out the division easily and then looked at Rel as if asking the point.

Mm motioned to the letters and went back to them, insisting on learning those.

Rel made a triangle. Mm repeated it perfectly. Rel made a square, again, Mm repeated it. The Sidhe seemed agitated with making shapes. So Rel took the triangle and made it into an ‘A,’ the square he turned into an ‘H’ and the circle, Rel added an ‘N,’ making it ‘NO.’

Mm puzzled over the shapes and then tried to make the letters. Garbled nonsense came out. Rel studied the letters and tried to recall the learning problems he had heard of in the past. Mm had no problem with numbers, no switching around. To have problems with letters but not numbers puzzled Rel.

Rel drew out the shape of an apple, colouring it in with his red marker, then wrote apple beside it. Beside that he wrote the quantifying equation of gravity, discovered thanks to an apple. Mm studied it all and puzzled over the gravitational equation before erasing a single digit from the answer.

Stating, suddenly, the gravitational force of the moon.

Rel cocked his head to the side and puzzled over that, wondering how Mm could have guessed that, if it was a coincidence or if it had somehow been passed down through generations.

Or. Something.

Mm drew a triangle and labelled the sides and then wrote out the equation to finding the length of a side of the triangle. Mm drew a circle at one end of the triangle, thusly taking up the radius of the circle, before scrawling out a complicated equation. One that Rel had never seen before. Mm seemed to make the equation up as he went and yet, to Rel’s eyes it seemed that it could prove to be sound.

Rel took a step back and looked over the equation. He moved to the side of the board with the words and erased them, scrawling out a bit of the equation. He underlined the bit he didn’t understand and Mm began to write out an equation beside Rel’s that explained it to Rel. This one letter represented the equation of gravity. The other represented the gravitational pull of a star. In the end, it looked like, x equalled the…

Energy equated when combining the gravity of both planet and sun. Slingshot effect except on a grander scale than Rel, or any other scientific minds, had ever thought possible. Adding in the gravity of their world and the sun would…

Take a ship out of the star system and nearly to the closest star. To take that equation and add in the gravitational pull of a gas giant close to the star would mean…

Interstellar travel in days instead of millennia. This would revolutionise the space travel system Norash had in place. The only thing stopping the people from exploring space further was the impossibly long amount of time it would take to travel between planets, let alone stars.

“Whoa.” Rel ran his fingers through his hair, forgetting that he had the marker in his hand until he felt the wet tip against his forehead.

Mm added a line at the end of the equation, then wrote out a malicious little bit that would basically falsify the information. To go over such and such a gravitational force would result in the destruction of a ship’s hull that could stand up, at a minimum, to the gravitational pull of the largest gas giant. The pressure necessary for a ship to travel so far, through this equation, would result in crushing every alloy known to the people.

Rel did up the equations he knew about the pressure that their ships could take and looked at Mm, he motioned to the falsification that Mm had added, then to the equation he had written out. Mm wrote several bits, vertically tracing the equation that would explain how to stretch the possible pressure of a space faring ship.

“Amazing.”

Mm picked up the eraser and destroyed it all. Erased it and looked at Rel pointedly.

Mm writing that equation was like Rel writing words.

Rel wrote out part of the Two Lovers.

“Twist stays looo vayer h..hay… vwen.”

“Twixt the stars is a lover’s haven, always in need of saving,” Rel read, motioning to each word, each sound as he spoke it, “and to this place between the stars, is assigned a soul or two. To save love for all to have, but most especially these two.”

“Awhhhha… Es… nomay?”

“Name?”

Mm motioned to the words ‘a soul or two.’

“Ayato and Rava.”

Mm considered the names for a moment, looking at the words, his frown deepened. The Sidhe pointed at the bit there, then pulled out his pants and looked downward and back at Rel.

“…” Rel frowned, “yes, they are both male. Usually.”

Mm considered the rest and motioned to the first line. He wrote out an equation, the equivalent force of the rays of the sun. Rel shook his head and drew out the constellation that was referred to as Lovers Haven. Mm considered this and looked upward. The Sidhe made a hand motion and looked back at Rel.

Mm had seen the constellation before. The Sidhe drew out the Circle of Death and looked at Rel questioning. Rel wrote out the name above it.

“Means of the Death groups, six people trained together in arts of war and death that are far beyond the capability of a normal person. Eh…” Rel delicately took Mm’s marker and drew out Rahl-ta’s symbol. He handed the marker back to Mm and took a step back.

Mm drew out the symbol of Whisper.

Something that the Sidhe all had in common. Whisper could communicate without meeting face to face with a person, thus Mm could know about Whisper. Had Whisper told Mm about the connection between Whisper and the throne of the gods, and thusly, Rahl-ta, Father of the Gods? Rel looked at Mm and Mm looked at Rel. The Sidhe smiled, a real, true smile.

And then it faded away. Mm tilted his head as if listening intently for something. A wave of fear rolled through Rel. And then anxiety. Mm’s face screwed up in fear and horror. The Sidhe put his hands up, as if surrendering, and lowered himself to the ground before curling up in a ball.

This wasn’t one of Mm’s attacks.

Rel rushed to the Sidhe’s side and put a hand on Mm’s shoulder.

Panic rolled through him, anxiety and fear and horror. Underneath it all was the turmoil of anger, a black, bleak thing that was boiling up from under him as hundreds of voices screamed in fear. Something was rising from beneath him and Rel felt the winking out as others retreated, made themselves as small as possible, hiding from it.

But he was there, he was stuck. He couldn’t make himself small any more than he could make himself big. He could no more leave that place than he could tear his own heart out.

In the anger he felt the presence that was rising. He knew that presence, had felt its touch, could almost name its flavour. A moment later it was past him and he was washed in its anger and hatred and frustration.

Fuck the world.

Rel tumbled, clawing at his own awareness of self as he slammed into the soft carpet. The soft rug of a beast that had gone extinct long ago. He looked up and saw two pairs of eyes watching him.

“They aren’t supposed to do that,” the woman muttered.

“Just like they aren’t supposed to be aware?” the man murmured, obviously amused.

“FATHER.” Il-Rin’s voice cut through as a horrified shriek.

Both male and female looked away from Rel.

“He’s had another attack?” the woman hissed, “more and more these people destroy our fath… what is that?”

“Anger of the throne,” the man’s voice shook as he stood, “come, love, we are being summoned.”

“What about-”

“Leave him. If he’s still here when we get back, then we’ll play.”


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