Lopez is being logged
The_Guild	Yo. Anywhere in particular you wanted to head after the party?
Lopez is taking some well earned time after the dinner party to relax and peruse some interesting philosophy from other worlds
The_Guild	The library is quiet, as a library should be. There are a number of interesting persons and creatures perusing the contents of the shelves, but none seem to pay you much attention. The big book allows you to easily find what you are looking for, and you take a seat for some well-deserved restful reading time. [What sort of chair do you choose?]
Lopez	The nearest one...I don't get uncomfprtable So I'm looking for the differing Philosophical tennants on initiated Relams with low technology and Cybernetic/Bionic beings
The_Guild	There are several philosophical discussions on the subject, though you quickly find that non-intervention is accepted as the general rule. However, there is evidence that 'researchers' have, on occasion, been planted in dimensions with flourishing research potential to guide them toward or away from a particular goal - sometimes biogenic research, sometimes cybernetic, sometimes transdimensional.
Lopez	Interesting...more I was looking for the native perspective on being exposed to something so...alien, mostly on hihg magic/Psionic realms
The_Guild	The reaction on magical realms tends to range from fear to an assumption that it's just another sort of magic, to a scientific renaissance... assuming that the technology is translatable.
Lopez	and if its not?
The_Guild	In worlds where technology does not translate, it is seen almost exclusively as a supernatural force, whether of good or of evil, depending on the myths, legends and temperament of the natives.
Lopez	Interesting
The_Guild	And, really, it IS a supernatural force in worlds that do not translate tech: cyborgs are entities that surpass, transcend the nature of the realm.
Lopez continues for the rest of the evening looking through some of the more basic philosophy. and some recomended reading for new travellers
The_Guild	You come across a few new foreign philosophies that your Realm had never considered, and sift through several fairly boring reports on 'standard insertion techniques' and 'working with the Shargat.' Also a few heirarchial notes - who has access to what when a Traveler is in a dimension under the control of a Guildmaster.
Lopez	And reqesting acess to all of this on my HUD for future use
The_Guild	It's always available through the Thinkers. You select some of the most relevant documents to store in personal memory.
Lopez	Good
The_Guild	A wizened old man sits in a chair across from you, curled up into a little ball while reading his chosen material.
Lopez nods politly at the old man when/if he looks at him
The_Guild	The old man has a tiny mouth that is barely distinguishable from the forest of wrinkles that is his face. You think he smiles back. He wears an odd pointy hat, and his beard is grey, wispy and thin.
Lopez	"Good Evening Sir"
The_Guild	He nods ever so slightly. "How do you do?" His voice is thin and whispery.
Lopez	"quite well...just letting time wash over me here...and yourself Mr.?..."
The_Guild	"Time has a tendency to do that wherever you park your butt. Got to keep moving, up and up. Oh, you've grown so much! I'm really rather happy about that."
Lopez	[to the you've grown so much comment] have we met before sir? [Running his face against the Guild personnel files]
The_Guild	"Oh no, never nose to nose, face to face... but I know you, and you know me, even if you don't realize it." He isn't registered as Guild personnel. His grey robe seems to be of Shargat cut, but that path of inquiry yields no results either.
Lopez	"I see so either we're in a temporal recusion loop or I have no Idea what you mean...personally I'd like it to be the temporal recusion loop...but I think its the latter" [Scanning...thermal X-ray the whole lot]
The_Guild	"That's alright. I just wanted to come and say congratulations. We're all proud of you, Eric. You're an inspiration to everyone back home."
Lopez	"your from my home Realm?"
The_Guild	He seems to be perfectly normal. In fact, his is, in all respects, -perfectly- normal. TOO normal, as it might seem.
Lopez	~Thinkers: requesting any and all available information on the entity in front of me~
The_Guild	"Keep up the good work, Eric. We're rooting for you. Oh, gotta go. Bye for now!" ~Targald Willems, age 32, Technological Translocation Engineer, born...~ It goes on, but it is obviously not the old man, most likely the younger man standing in front of the shelves behind him. The old man is gone.
Lopez	Where?
The_Guild	Gone. He didn't disappear or vanish or teleport. He was there one moment, now he is gone. The man at the shelves is looking at you hesitantly, unsure whether you are speaking to him or not.
Lopez	"nevermind"
The_Guild	He gives you a half-grin and nods, turning back to his own booky perusal.
Lopez	~Thinkers: How many individual entities are there from my home realm working for the guild?~ [I want to back-up all my memories of this event in my Thinker Memory bank]
The_Guild	~There are 637 individual entities from your home realm working for the Guild.~ [Done.]
Lopez	~Thinkers: how many are in Shar Torin right now?~
The_Guild	~You are the first and only interdimensional traveler from your dimension.~
Lopez	~wonderful...are there any who are aware of the transdimensional nature of the guild that I may contact?~
The_Guild	~The population of your dimension is unaware of the potential of transdimensional translocation, it is, therefore, a restricted topic for any native of your Realm... save you.~
Lopez	~understood...Query, have there been simmilar reports to what I just experienced in the past?~
The_Guild	~Speaking to oneself is a common occurence which can indicate several mental dysfunctions, or a simple pleasure to hear one's own voice.~
Lopez	~Look at my memory records deeper...was there any common thead at all?
The_Guild	~One-sided conversation is used in several problem-solving exercises, though it is more common to ....~ ~What happened? Are you alright?~ You don't recognize this new voice, but it is not the Thinkers.
Lopez	~perhaps I Don't know....Identify yourself~
The_Guild	~Voga Dembers, Shargat overseer, RX241*1R@. Tell me what happened, quickly, before it fades.~
Lopez relates everything in exact detail incuding any other sensor info I can give
The_Guild	~Is that all it said? Just those words, nothing more? No warning or threat? No offer?~
Lopez	~nothing~
The_Guild	~I would like you to come to the infirmary for a physical checkup.~
Lopez	~of course~
The_Guild	~Thank you. I will meet you there immediately.~
Lopez gets up and heads to the infirmary
The_Guild	A shiver runs down your spine as you pass beneath the marble archway leading into the infirmary. There is a dark looking young man wearing a black-piped grey tunic standing in the hall. "Mr. Gordon. Voga Dembers."
Lopez	"A pleasure...now will you tell me what's going on?"
The_Guild	"In a moment. I am securing a room." A second later, a door opens and Hlemstr Igaru steps out of the room.... with Alice right behind her. "Mr. Gordon! Good to see you again!" Hlemstr seems nervous but genuinely pleased to see you. Alice says, "Hello Lopez. So what is up?" Voga simply nods to Hlemstr and steps into the room, motioning for you to follow.
Lopez	"Ummmm Nothing....something....I don't know"
The_Guild	Voga simply nods to Hlemstr and steps into the room, motioning for you to follow.
Lopez	"perhaps later...right now I must go" ~to Alice: I'll explain later...I hope~
The_Guild	As you step into the room, Voga closes the door behind you. From Alice: ~ *shrug* Okay. ~ The Shargat motions to the bed. "Lie down. Quickly."
Lopez	I do so "you better be able to explain yourself"
The_Guild	"I don't explain myself in these cases, there's seldom time and rarely authorization." He stands at your feet and glares at you, hard dark eyes piercingly studying every detail of your frame. Then he circles the table and stands at your head, that same death's glare raking your body, a gaze so powerful that you can almost feel it scraping across your flesh.
Lopez	"well you better learn...now"
The_Guild	"When did you arrive in Shar Torin?"
Lopez	I give him the exact date down to the milisecond "look I don't mind helping you...but there's a loop and I'm out of it so to speak...and before we go any farther you ARE GOING TO TELL ME WHATS GOING ON
The_Guild	"If you hadn't chatted with your girlfriend out there, I could just wipe your mind of the whole ordeal and be done with it. But she and that stupid symbiote that Temond is working on complicate things. As it is, I have to trust you not to speak of what you saw and heard, or didn't see and hear..." He falls silent for a long moment, his eyes closing.
Lopez	"you have my word until someone higher-up tells me otherwise...that is a non-negotiable term"
The_Guild	"Believe me, Mr. Gordon. In cases of Shar Torin security, there IS no one 'higher-up.'" "Do you want my honest opinion though, 'Lopez'?"
Lopez	"Sure....but your not avoiding giving me an answer...I'm a detective...and I hate not knowing things"
The_Guild	"I think someone has played a trick on you."
Lopez	"how so?"
The_Guild	"There is a class of Shargat trainees under investigation for a number of pranks being pulled on newly arrived Guild members. We haven't found a specific source yet, but this may be the lead we need." "There is a class of Shargat trainees under investigation for a number of pranks being pulled on newly arrived Guild members. We haven't found a specific source yet, but this may be the lead we need."
Lopez	"uh-huh....very not funny...Thought It might be someone or something from the void...if there wasn't the barrier up...well you know
The_Guild	"Void. Heh. No, that's a whole different kettle of kelp. Thank you for your time, Mr. Gordon. We'll keep you informed."
Lopez	"yeah sure...whatever" gets up and walks out [after giving himself a once over]
The_Guild	You're fine. Nothing has changed. Voga does not emerge from the room with you, he has apparently translocated back to wherever he came from.
Lopez	I either a) want a mirror or b) look for any odd reactions form passer-by....on my way back to my room to read
The_Guild	Are you looking for anything in particular?
Lopez	any odd changes... a la prank {or I'm paranoid due to tiredness}
The_Guild	Nope, you are you. You haven't grown a moustache or a three foot nose or anything. Whatever the prank was, it seems to be over, possibly scared away by the attention of the Overseer.
Lopez	Ahhh off to my room then.