Language LOL: Translator Malfunction

[rumham]

You know what's cool? Chatting with your pals. Reading the Internet. Navigating the roads because you can understand the Gods-damned street signs. You know what's not cool? Not being able to do any of that. By that metric, one might describe today in the Nexus decidedly uncool.

It's utterly without warning that the multiversal hub goes from automatic to manual translation. Shop signs, radio and television broadcasts, conversations on the streets between vendors and friends and businesspeople are suddenly a jarring cacophony of dissonant languages. Then there's the silence. Then there's the shouting. Turns out people get pissed off when nobody understands them!

Momentary chaos dies down as the average people of the Nexus come to grips with their new situation. Shopkeepers wait outside their stores and stands with expectant expressions, impatiently waiting for the translator to pull itself together and start working again.

Except...

It sort of doesn't.

No, it super doesn't.

Citizens of the Nexus, it would appear you're going to have to adjust...

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[chiron_survivor]

His rune is clear as day to her, a thousand ideas wrapped into one single symbol. A trail that widens to a path that leads her ever upward, past fears and base instincts, towards understanding, towards the desire to learn more, to know when to ask and when to listen. A hand that gently guides her away from traps and missteps, that eases her forward, that keeps her from stumbling back into pain, into darkness.

When she did this before, with Micolash, their runes were like mirrors, reflecting one another into infinity, an ocean of moonlight spreading around them in a dazzling array. This moment she shares with Jim is different, but no less precious. It is a handshake, an exchange of ideas. It is guidance and compassion, a steady hand and a caring, watchful eye working in harmony to draw out answers from the shadows, to bring them both closer to understanding the language of the Great Ones.

She sighs softly and lets go of his hands. The connection ends, but the images remain, like a fading dream.

[boldygoing]

Unlike the mind-meld, when the connection between them breaks, Jim feels no need to wrench himself away and fight to regain his composure. His hands stay up for a long moment, as if still holding hers, before awareness begins to settle in and he slowly lowers them. The afterimages still paint themselves across his inner eye, and his head spins from the dizzying weight of it, making him reach out a hand to steady himself against the back of the couch just in case.

He still doesn't know what he was expecting, but it wasn't quite that. "Wow."

[chiron_survivor]

As it was her second experience communicating in runes, she recovers a little more quickly than Jim, although she seems rather dazed by this new information. "Wow," she agrees with a smile, a word that carries its meaning across the translation barrier without trouble.

Remembering that barrier, she picks up her notebook and pencil. It feels cumbersome to return to a human language, after what they have shared, but she tries her best. Did that help? It didn't give him a name for his rune, or tell him how he got it, but at least now he knows what it means. That's a step forward. And better that he could learn that from a friend than the only other person she knows who has a rune inside his brain.

[boldygoing]

It really does feel clumsy when he tries to decipher her handwritten note again, his mind still swirling with impressions and ideas that he hadn't even known were there, echoes that are slow to fade now that he's aware of them. He's certainly got a lot to think about, after that.

Jim nods slowly, looking back up at her with a small smile. "Mayhap. When we tsuri sprek, we sollte sprek about ikh encore." With as limited as their communication is at the moment, he's confident that trying to discuss it now is gonna be an even worse headache for the both of them. Seems like his whole life revolves around waiting lately, but he's looking forward to getting to pick her brain about this, when they can speak more clearly than scribbled notes and hand gestures.

[chiron_survivor]

It takes her far longer this time to decipher what he's saying, her brow knitted in confusion, but eventually she nods, either getting what he's saying or coming to the same conclusion. We can talk about it again soon. I am going to talk with a mage friend of mine so maybe I will have more information.

Bucky, who had been watching their exchange vigilantly, chirrups and shuffles closer to Adia. Not out of protectiveness this time, but loneliness. All this silent hand-holding and writing instead of talking -- even if he can't understand it -- is making him feel left out. Adia runs a hand down his feathery crest before writing something else to Jim.

I should take Bucky back to Steve's now so he can at least wait for him at his roost.

[boldygoing]

Jim flashes her a thumbs up, once he's puzzled through her message. Later is good, when they can actually talk to each other. And Bucky's neediness is pretty obvious even without words. "Okay, okay." Jim offers her a small smile, nodding once. Sure, the answers he's managed to get aren't entirely what he expected, but damn is he glad he ran into her regardless. Strange enough to learn he's gone some rune in his head; at least he's not the only one.

[chiron_survivor]

She's glad to have run into him, too. It's nice to know that she isn't alone in this, and Captain Kirk is good company to be in.

Gathering up her belongings, she waves goodbye before standing up. She doesn't need to non-verbal coax Bucky to follow her, he hops off the couch as soon as she's taken a step. He gives Jim a brief look -- less suspicious than before because he didn't try anything funny and perhaps was indirectly responsible for Caspar leaving, always a plus -- and then hops alongside Adia, back to Steve's apartment.