“Proving”
It’s funny: I didn’t think this was likely to really properly turn into a “Sojourn” thread, the way I’ve done them to date. “Sojourn” just means “a temporary stay.” And, one way or another, that’s exactly what an Abyss dive is. The way I’ve traditionally done these, though, is more like travel-writing. Now it looks like actually that’s just what I was doing here, too.
The Triglavians, it seems, probably really are testing us: putting us through a “proving” of our worthiness to receive their knowledge and favors (usually materials). Success means treasures and secrets. Failure means … death, apparently. That’s not 100% verified for the crews, maybe, but it’s pretty easy to assume. It’s definitely the case for the capsuleer.
Apparently they do this to each other, too, so-- yay! We’ve been taking part in an important part of Triglavian culture! … I guess that means they don’t see us as not-people or anything troublesome like that. They seem to have mixed feelings about the rogue drones (and those seem to almost definitely be cooperating with them voluntarily), unmixed and highly hostile feelings about the Drifters and “hivelinked” people (Sansha’s Nation? Maybe others, too?), and … well, I guess we really are being studied.
What happens if they decide we’re pretty nifty? Do we get invited to be allies? Treated as rivals? Does a Triglavian version of the old Cultural Deliverance Society come bursting out of the Abyss to teach us the truths and wisdom of higher dimensions and liberate us from our distressingly static forms and single timestream?
(“Tch. Gravimetric fusion is SO twenty thousand years ago! What? No, that’s not just THREE singularities we’re drawing power from; it’s twenty-seven-- three to the third! They’re networked across different spacetime clusters-- I believe you primitives know them as ‘universes,’ yes? No-- not nine different universes, you dolt, that would be impossible. Three different clusters of three adjacent-- look, it’s very simple. . . .”)
Well … however I look at it, it’s a full life I’m living, I guess?