On Thu, 10 Dec 2009, mpa wrote:
> "So did I create some divergent timeline that will somehow fold back
> onto ours at some later date, providing a major plot development?"
>
> Sourcerer holds back something between a chuckle and a grimace and
> proceeds. "This isn't Science Fiction, Michael. With the way the
> Generator is behaving, we're lucky we can keep these things sorted out
> as it is without resorting to a device like divergent timelines."
"At least the narrative is consistent. It's maintaining the unities
however...peculiar...they are here. It's all very logical, and that
would be useful if we were on the outside looking in." Sourcerer
stepped back regarding with bright eyes .mpa. "It is so good to see you,
my friend", he smiled and patted .mpa's shoulder.
"You were our second-best hope".
> SweetPoly walks in with the altered cloak.
"Mr. Cordialilty", she said. "He tries. Michael".
"It's true, though. The fact that the "Generator" is both a metaphier
and a 'machine', is due to Michael. He may be able to see the logic from
within."
> "Try this on for size now, .mpa. I think you'll like it. By the way,
> why did you have it on backwards?"
>
> "Thanks Poly, that's much better. Source explained the backwards part
> to me too. Let me see if I can get it straight.
>
> "You see, the Rancho has always been a reflective surface, made even
> more so by whatever is going on with the Generator. When I passed
> through the portal with my makeshift codes, I flipped onto the surface
> of the mirror. The cloak, being wholly from here, didn't change
> orientation and so I found the hood over my face instead of covering my
> head.
>
> "I've got a question of you, Poly. One I've wanted to know for years.
> May I?"
>
> "Sure, go ahead."
>
> "How is it that, to get to my cave here in the Rancho, I have to walk
> upstairs and, when I come up from down there I end up on the second
> floor in the hall?"
>
> "Oh, that's easy.", she says, sipping tea and eating the bagels he had
> brought.
>
> "There's always a risk of flood here so everyone sleeps upstairs. Its
> the rule. Why should you get an exception just because your room is
> subterranean?"
>
> "But, if it's sub.."
>
> "After all these years still trying to figure out how this place
> works. Enjoy your tea, Michael. And grab a bagel before they are all gone."
Sourcerer took a small pouch from his pocket and while fumbling for this
and that he said, "I don't know whether your Cave is in the Rancho but
not of it, or of the Rancho but not in it. Or both. Same with
Jennacy's Apocalypso Cafe. And where does Gene sleep? There may be
others, too. But all the Rancheros have a room on the 2nd floor. It is
not possible to get anything except "The Village" view of the Rancho,
unless one goes through one's own room. It's part of the old defenses.
Both mpa and Sourcerer leaned across the arms of their chairs towards
each other nearly whispering. Sourcerer was taking notes and mpa
appeared to be doodling; they passing the notebooks back and forth,
while Poly curried the buds on a small tray.
"Michael reminded me of something", she said. "Remember, eyebrown got
'looped' in time, too, once...wait...". She went to her bookshelf and
pulled down a ledger labeled "Daybook, St Poly's Infirmary". As she
reached for her lighter both exclaimed. "You're right!", then Sourcerer
held up his hand.
"I wouldn't do that, Poly. It was grown here".
Poly closed her eyes, shook her head. As she put the pipe and pouch in a
desk drawer, she said,
"Guys. Now, it's getting serious".
And heads together leaning across the small table between their comfy
chairs, the three began to study the historical records.
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