[is she a ghost? what is she? why is everything his Echo picks up from her so dark and samey? any glimpses he gets of her in her past memories, if he gets those, are strange. where one would see her hand reaching out for something or perhaps her knees if she sat down, there are curlingtentacles; claws of bone poking from a sleeve of ragged feathers; a glimpsed cluster of slitted gold eyes.

(why the hell is she wondering aloud about magic with that in her background, also)]

jan points out everything lookse pretty current, like what were used to, but old

and im not very up on my tech and sciences but we definitely havent broken time and space enough to invent this kind of teleportng yet. especially not like this

[shakes her head, hard enough to make her hair fly a bit]

still feel like im dreaming. SOMETHING is definitely dbroken here though.