22nd April 2012
11:31 GMT -5
Ted's grinning as he points to the whistle held in the vice.
"To put it simply: it puts people to sleep."
Huh.
No, no, that actually makes a good deal of sense. The Dreamkin were stealing objects from dreams and using Sandy's connection to the Dreaming to keep them existing in the waking world. If we assume that they used other people prior to him… Or just knocked people out to take their dreams at times of their own convenience, it would make a lot of sense for them to prioritise that sort of artefact.
"For… How long?"
"Until they wake up. We've been able to wake up our volunteers after about a minute, and no one's stayed asleep more than nine hours. All the tests we've done on brain waves, blood chemistry… Everything, shows the sleep itself is completely mundane. But… It's the whistle, not the sound. We've replicated the sound, played recordings… It doesn't work. And our magic people can't make sense of it either."
"No. It's a dream manifestation, not an enchanted object. They've probably never seen one before. Dream magic isn't really.. studied in Atlantis."
Because it's a pain to study and because as of a little while ago King Orin accepted the fait accompli and recognised Venturia's independence, meaning that they're not part of Atlantis any longer. Though Cyprian did agree to open his city to trade with the other city states, so… Really, the rest of Atlantis is getting more out of the place now than they have for decades.
"So… Someone dreamed about a whistle that could put people to sleep, and this is it?" He regards it with a frown. "It can't be that easy."
"No, it's more like… This object is an archetype that people dream about, and they're all dreaming about this."
"And now they can't, because it's here? Are we gunna get in trouble with Morpheus about that?"
"We've all slept at least once since we acquired it. He's spoken to Glob, so he knows we've got it. If he had a problem with it, we'd definitely know about it by now."
He nods, his momentary concern being overshadowed by his fascination with his new toy.
"It works on insomniacs, too. I mean, we haven't tested it on people with actual neurological disorders-. Is that safe?"
"It should be, but I can't give you any guarantees. It should just do what it does, but… There could be just about any other effects."
"And we can't exactly just call Morpheus up and ask him about it."
"Actually, we can. He's not a demon so there aren't really any laws against it. He can just decide not to answer. Just asking him to put in an appearance shouldn't… Bother him. Or we can ask Melinoë, or find someone who knows how to dream lucidly… There are options."
"Is it possible to make more of them?" I raise my eyebrows. "Sure, it's not hurricane control, but we could put every sleep aid manufacturer out of business. And it would make a pretty good low-lethality weapon."
"I have no idea. I.. doubt it, and… It'll be years at least before we know enough about how the Dreaming works to do it… 'Digitally'."
"So we gotta talk to Morpheus."
"If you think this is worth pursuing right now."
He thinks for a moment, then sags slightly. "I wanna say 'yes'… But I don't think it is. Not right now. Not with the healing ray roll-out coming up, and the earthquake control systems and the water purifiers…"
"No need to sound so disappointed. You're doing better than STAR Labs managed."
"But it's just all so great! We're making more progress on this stuff than I expected to for decades! Sometimes I have to pinch myself-. Oh."
"Oh?"
"Speaking of things I can't believe are happening to me… I got a date."
"You're good company, rich, and passably attractive. It's not that weird. Did Io say 'yes', or-."
He winces, shaking his head.
"Oh… God no. Turns out? Most Amazons are gay."
"I honestly hadn't spotted that."
"Yeah… Well… You think… 'Okay, they haven't seen a man in three thousand years, maybe they're curious'. And… They're not. Not in a million-. Ah, three thousand years."
"I may not live in New York, but I have heard the stories."
And attended the court hearings. Honestly, those are usually more the Amazon's fault than those of the men -and it virtually always is men- they get into fights with. They think they're ready, we try to ease them in gradually, then they encounter men in the wild and they all too often don't react well.
We haven't had a maternity lawsuit yet, and if incidents so far are anything to go by we don't have anything to worry about.
"And I like Io. We have a lot in common. But she wasn't picking up on my signals, and when I asked about it… She didn't even recognise what I was doing. And she was pretty direct about not being into men. So that was a bust. But I got talking to Tia Sivana and she asked me out."
Considering what she was doing this time last year…
"Did she.. mention-?"
"Yeah, I know, it's her family day and she wants to be able to pretend that she's got a social life… Which I can relate to. But she's brilliant-."
"And about a decade younger than you."
"Sure, but it's not like I lie about my age."
…
Y-eah.
"Not since I could buy alcohol legally, anyway. And you can't tell me that she's not mature enough to make her own decisions."
"No, I… Suppose I can't."
"You went with her last year, right?" I nod. "What's it..? Like?"
"It's a sealed artificial habitat on a death world. As automated as a family of technological and scientific geniuses can make it. Venus is a very nice woman-. You know Beautia only took me because she finds dealing with her siblings extremely trying, right?"
"I didn't think Magnificus was that bad. But just in case, I've read up on his work enough that I should be able to stroke his ego."
"Okay, and what about Thaddeus and Georgia?"
He pales slightly. "They're gunna be there?"
"It's a family day, and they haven't committed any crimes on Venus."
"Oh. And her… Will her.. father be there?"
"Probably. But there's a truce, so he probably won't do anything."
"Huh." He thinks for a moment. "You know, I read up on his stuff, too. You were right; it's a real shame no one took him up on it before he… You know, went-"
"Supervillain."
"-crazy. Can I..? Talk about that with him?"
"I wouldn't start with that, but yes. He doesn't care what anyone outside of his family thinks about him." He nods, risking a small smile. "It's the younger siblings you should be worried about. Has Beautia told you about the possumizer?"