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[masked_god]

At the moment I am in pain, recovering from a week of rather unfortunate circumstances. What makes it worse is that I cannot tell Vara about it, because she'll invite the culprit over for tea.

I should explain. I recently decided to investigate a human inhabited planet called Newholme. It has a gender imbalance resulting in a 1:3 female to male ratio, resulting in and interesting culture switch, with a female dominated society based around a theocracy. (It also seemed to only have recent human occupation, and was creating strange currents in the Overcosm.) I took the opportunity to investigate it after contracting a virus with a side effect that made me appear female. Unfortunately, the Newholme Priestesses are rather militant about their domination, and when I turned back to being male they were rather...irritated. This resulted in being beaten to insensibility by their guards, and then being 'disposed of'. Luckily I was able to convince them that I was much more injured than I was, and sustained only a sprained wrist and a thorough bruising.

When the guards had lost interest and abandoned me in a ditch I then found that I could not transport back to Uran S'Varek, as the Tacheon corradors didn't touch the planet. What faced me was a a trek back through the Overcosm, which was incresingly instable around the planet. And then it got worse...

Some one hauled me upright; a tall pale woman who Knew I had been faking most of my injuries. She was angry, and only got more so when I explained that I had as much right to be on this world as she did. Seemingly she was the 'Protector' of the 'Almost Earths' written by a certain author. I had no right to be there, as I was from a different universe. Before I could explain that Newholme was in my universe she used some sort of telepathy, and shuffled through my thoughts. This only made the situation worse, as she was "validated in [her] anger" since I was thinking of 'Utopia Hunting' her planet. The beating She gave me was completely real. She dislocated one shoulder, and broke  both my hands, as well as three ribs. All as a 'warning' against invading her territory again. I only escaped by fading into the Overcosm.

I suppose it is my fault that she misinterpreted my intentions. I harbored quite a bit of resentment to the women who hurt me the first time, and this lead to thoughts of Utopia Hunting (and Inquestoral practice that almost always resulted in a social breakdown) and the destruction that would follow. And she saw my face, seeing the scars for what they are, and assuming the worse because of them.

It came to me while she was hurting me that she probably was right, and the problems with the overcosm probably resulted from the planet appearing from another universe. The Overcosm goes through the future, and the Tacheon corridors through the past so it is possible that the overcosm only touched it because that was where I was going to go...

Still. I feel quite justified in complaining. I could barely walk by the time I reached Uran S'Varek. And the swellings still haven't gone. The only thing that could make this week worse is if Vara found out what I was up to...

I already did dear. And I DO like The Visitor, just as you suspected. I've already set up a play date for you two~