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Continuation from Dangling the Carrot

We make our way out to the field where she died. I am carrying her lovingly in my arms. I miss her so much.
I hope this works.
We is myself, her two sisters, and Keisha. And Nadia as the ever vigilant watchdog. Nyssa is overseeing the compound while Dru is in charge of our aerospace elements. The rank and file know something is up but they don't know what. Once we get around to figuring that out ourselves, we'll be sure to let them know.
Keisha is in her typical Empyrean regalia, crown and all. She insisted that it would not do to see her lead around as a prisoner. Tara thought that wise under the circumstances.
For now, it is time for something more important.
Placing her at the spot where she was discovered, I rejoin the others. Beginning the ritual that it appears I am best suited to.

Astrological magic.
Often the venues of charlatans, to be honest, I'd ferreted out the truth and power behind it. Some say it is an ordered framework of psionics. I can't comment on that, maybe Tara could discuss with you, but I understand it - somewhat - and I call forward a chart.
Her chart.
The day and time she was born. And died. And I grab the threads, noting the location of the planets. I feed it power - threadmancy - and force the connection.
The connection does not want to be made. I can understand why. Too much time has elapsed since she passed.
So be it.
Why else be a threadmancer?
I reverse time so she is just deceased.
The connection is made.

Her chart is alive again.
Hopefully she is.
Now, we wait. Keisha had said that was necessary.
*YOU!*
A mindvoice I do not recognize. Looking at the others, they appear to be waiting on me. So I just heard -
*YOU!*
*Hello?* I offer, trying to be friendly.
*You appear to be in command* the voice says. *Not the other who attacked this world.*
*I am in command* I say. *The woman you are referring to has been relieved of command.*
*She ravaged our world, denied us nourishment and then killed us by the hundreds.*
*We are new to this world, having recently arrived from the neighboring large spiral galaxy.*
*You are the Envoy, then*
*I am just a - *
*Your arrival was foretold. Anticipated. The Envoy would save our species.*
*As a member of Star Command, it is what we do.*
*You are much more than that - * and the voice sounds... amused? *We will talk later. We thank you for what you have done for us. Please keep your people from this area so we can nourish ourselves. And you have business to attend to.*
I see her -
On the horizon -
Tears in my eyes, tears of such absolute joy -
I run to her!

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Continuation from Dangling the Carrot

We make our way out to the field where she died. I am carrying her lovingly in my arms. I miss her so much.
I hope this works.
We is myself, her two sisters, and Keisha. And Nadia as the ever vigilant watchdog. Nyssa is overseeing the compound while Dru is in charge of our aerospace elements. The rank and file know something is up but they don't know what. Once we get around to figuring that out ourselves, we'll be sure to let them know.
Keisha is in her typical Empyrean regalia, crown and all. She insisted that it would not do to see her lead around as a prisoner. Tara thought that wise under the circumstances.
For now, it is time for something more important.
Placing her at the spot where she was discovered, I rejoin the others. Beginning the ritual that it appears I am best suited to.

Astrological magic.
Often the venues of charlatans, to be honest, I'd ferreted out the truth and power behind it. Some say it is an ordered framework of psionics. I can't comment on that, maybe Tara could discuss with you, but I understand it - somewhat - and I call forward a chart.
Her chart.
The day and time she was born. And died. And I grab the threads, noting the location of the planets. I feed it power - threadmancy - and force the connection.
The connection does not want to be made. I can understand why. Too much time has elapsed since she passed.
So be it.
Why else be a threadmancer?
I reverse time so she is just deceased.
The connection is made.

Her chart is alive again.
Hopefully she is.
Now, we wait. Keisha had said that was necessary.
*YOU!*
A mindvoice I do not recognize. Looking at the others, they appear to be waiting on me. So I just heard -
*YOU!*
*Hello?* I offer, trying to be friendly.
*You appear to be in command* the voice says. *Not the other who attacked this world.*
*I am in command* I say. *The woman you are referring to has been relieved of command.*
*She ravaged our world, denied us nourishment and then killed us by the hundreds.*
*We are new to this world, having recently arrived from the neighboring large spiral galaxy.*
*You are the Envoy, then*
*I am just a - *
*Your arrival was foretold. Anticipated. The Envoy would save our species.*
*As a member of Star Command, it is what we do.*
*You are much more than that - * and the voice sounds... amused? *We will talk later. We thank you for what you have done for us. Please keep your people from this area so we can nourish ourselves. And you have business to attend to.*
I see her -
On the horizon -
Tears in my eyes, tears of such absolute joy -
I run to her!