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[madgoddess]

you call upon Quintessa, the Prime of Life "Whether you are a creation of mine or not, you are welcome here..." ( . audio | video | text | action . )

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[spacetimeprime]

Very well. Transmitting now.

[And the crystal structure is...well. Nothing special, on first glance. But looking more closely...it's almost as if he's managed to duplicate, or at least mimic a hyperdimensional shape. Much as one can represents a three dimensional cube on a two dimensional piece of paper, these crystals seem to have at least some connection to something more.

And the easiest way to replicate four dimensions in three?...add the concept of time. The schematic isn't simply rotating - the motion is essential to their stability.]

[madgoddess]

[ Quintessa takes the schematics and, with a twist of magic and light, explodes them outward life-size in front of her, so that they rotate around her, allowing her to examine the parts from all angles. ]

Beautifully complex.

It would need to be constructed in stages. To try introducing all four components at once, before the stability is finalized, it would tear itself apart.

[spacetimeprime]

Indeed. One dimension at a time - the final form would require some imbuement of my own strength, but it would be a small price to pay. [And indeed, he'd recover that strength soon enough.]

I would not dream of asking this of you without offering my own favor, of course. [Not that he'd necessarily expect to have to 'pay', but it's a matter of civility and all that.]

[madgoddess]

I appreciate the offer, but should we as peers not strive to help one another?

[spacetimeprime]

It would be good to set an example, yes. But I offer it freely and gladly nonetheless.