16821/Quantum Entanglements or Dimensonial Timey Wimey

Quantum Entanglements or Dimensonial Timey Wimey
Date of Scene:	07 January 2024
Location:	Sally Houki's Brownstone - New York City
Synopsis:	Singularity pops in to check on Sally. Things get weird.
Cast of Characters:	Singularity, Sally Houki

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Singularity has posed:
When one has the dimensional sense to feel out the unique psionic emanations of pretty much anyone, anywhere, anytime, it takes something /very/ unique to grab a hold of Singularity's attention, much less keep it. And while Singularity has only met the unique being known as Sally Houkai only once, her signature was so unique and distinct that it is always a small shining beacon on the edge of her own dimensional sense.

And really, time is just a construct to make man feel more comfortable about their presence, when it should be more of an exetenssial dread for them - so for Singularity, it is only as if a few days have passed since she checked on her! Which really, is an overdo visit. With that in mind, the young universe seeks out Sally, wherever she is, because she has no sense of personal space or privacy.

In the middle of Sally's brownstone, a small periwinkle orb appears. It expands and grows, swirling out and taking the shape of an elongated spiral. And from within that that spiral, a familiar form appears. Carved from the very universe itself, Singularity arrives, landing lightly on her feet and carrying a small package. "Hello!" she announces brightly and warmly, all smiles up to her eyes. "Singularity. Is. Here!"

Sally Houki has posed:
To be honest, Sally had been away a while. Business on an alternate earth had called and she had spent a while helping smuggle some refugees from one reality to another.

It's just the kind of thing you do when you're a dimensional traveller.

...besides, she got paid.

At the moment, there are three versions of her in the house. One is in the kitchen, cooking. Another is on the sofa, on a laptop, tap-tap-tapping away with cat-ear headphones on, listening to something. She doesn't even NOTICE Singularity's arrival, let alone anything else.

A THIRD Sally is carrying a laundry hamper down the steps, and when SIngularity arrives, that goes thrown up in the air as she goes slip-sliding down the rest of the steps. Laundry goes everywhere.

She's all right, though, springing back to her feet within seconds. "I'm okay! I'm okay! Hey, I remember you -- ow ow ow. You're all weird to look at!"

The one in the kitchen peeks her head out and waves, cheerfully. "Hey, thanks for dropping in!" and then goes back to her baking.

Singularity has posed:
As soon as she has formed completely, Singularity looks around. Three Sallys. But two of them feel different than the others. Where is...

Laundry explosion and a falling down the stairs thump thump thump grabs the universe's attention. Aha! That's the one she wants to see! But now there is clothing all over and she is making her way over. "Are you oh-kay?" she asks, immediately moving to help Sally pick up her laundry to put back in the basket.

And then she pauses, as if remembering something. Especially when Sally reminds her. "Oh!" She turns her attention to the small box she was carrying. "This is for you!" A late Christmas present?

When Sally opens it, there's a pair of Eclipse viewing type sunglasses in there. Apparently she has given thought to the whole 'hurt to look at' bit. "Hope they help." she offers cheerfully, before she draws in a breath.

"Wanted to check on you. Seemed worried last time we met. Fearful."

Sally Houki has posed:
Sally Houki starts gathering up her socks and undies and such, quickly stashing them back in the hamper, coughing. The sunglasses are taken.

"Cool. I can wear these at night," she muses, then gives her head a shake.

"Oh, you want me to wear them NOW," she says, and then slips them on over her eyes. The other Sallies are dismissed without a second thought, unravelling and instantly gone.

"Well, thanks! Uhm. I just, you know. That was a very long time ago, but thank you! It's very sweet to check in on me. Do you often just show up in people's houses?"

Singularity has posed:
Singularity won't judge on Sally's choices in undergarments, after all, she believes clothes are silly. When Sally slips on the glasses, the universe nods her head and brushes her fingers through her hair. "Does it still hurt to look at me now?" she asks curiously, as if checking that may solve a major issue in her quantum consciousness.

"I only show up in the homes of people that I like?" comes her response, a small scuff of her foot on the flooring. "Has it been that long?" is her next question, as if totally unaware of how much time has passed.

Her hands drop down to her sides and she considers, "I had assumed that you would be like me. Immortal. So. Time is not an issue?" she asks, as if confused why it was a long time when Singularity exists in all times and places all at once, this is just where she chooses to be at the moment. Don't think too hard on that.

Sally Houki has posed:
"Well, I'm Asian so it's hard to tell if I'm aging like everyone else until I'm at least sixty, after which I'll turn into a tiny gremlin lady," muses Sally, thoughtfully, a finger laid to the side of her chin as she looks up to the ceiling speculatively. "I might be immortal. I might not. But it's gonna be a while before we find out."

She is totally immortal.

"I really should put more money in savings if that's the case, maybe buy some treasuries ... in a few different realities. Don't put all your eggs in one barrel! Just in case."

"... so yeah time is probably not an issue. It's a flat circle anyway."

Singularity has posed:
See, Sally gets it. Singularity giggles. "You would probably still be a cute little gremlin lady." the universe points out. "I am only in this form because I enjoy it the most. I can change as I want and need." A shrug of her shoulders in thought. "How long has you existed?" comes her question as she folds her hands behind her back. "I get asked that a lot, it is a hard question to answer, I have always been."

"Do you need to eat or drink or require sustience? I do not need those things, but I know living beings do." She considers this idea for a moment. "Kara likes weiners, but she does not need them often." comes the explanation. Spying something on the floor, Singularity uses a small gravity tug to pull it to her, and holds up the lace nightie to Sally. "Is this something you wear outside?" she asks curiously, white eyes studying the flimsy fabric and rubbing it between her fingers.

Sally Houki has posed:
"That's bed clothes," says Sally, dismissively, "And I really wish I could do that. So unfair," she muses.

"Ah, well. Old. I'm not sure, really. But I've been 'here' since about ... oh ... 2012. So twelve years, now, but I'm obviously not a twelve year old. That would be weird. No, let's see here. I don't really remember what happened. It's all very fuzzy."

She keeps putting things back in the hamper, just about done really.

"I remember thionking that I'd always wanted to visit Japan, so I'm not actually Japanese. I don't think I had a body at that time, so it makes sense that I'd form out of the ether a new self that matched the locale. I've been stuck with it ever since, so I don't think it's necessarily something I could do again, I think." She turns her hand over thoughtfully inspecting it.

"So, I've been Sally for twelve years and I don't really remember who I was before that, but it's safe to say if there was a Japan, I was probably someone from an earth like this one. Or not like this one -- but enough like this one that it had the same geography AND a Japan worth weebing over?"

Singularity has posed:
Floating the undergarment to Sally, Singularity oohs softly. "I will have to see that sometime." she offers off-hand, before she considers her statement, and looks thoughtful. "That is about the same time I became aware of this universe." comes the quiet admission, sending a t-shirt into Sally's hamper. "Could have been a coincidence. Maybe not. But doubt it. Always been aware of self. Long before here." she explains as contemplates on one of the stars that freckle her body.

"But did not arrive here until four years ago. There was interference. Kept me from here." The young woman starts to look around, and sniffs the air. "Were you making something?" she asks as she looks towards the kitchen.

"Do you know of the Beyonder?" she asks curiously. "He is what prevented me from arriving sooner. Maybe had something to do with you as well?"

Sally Houki has posed:
".... no, was I?" asks Sally. Sniff. Sniff!

"Oh. Oh yes, I guess I was!" She darts into the kitchen, quickly turning off the oven to peek inside.

Singularity has posed:
Singularity giggles, and moves to follow after Sally into the kitchen. Who knows what was in the oven, and waits to hear what the verdict is on whatever it was that she was trying to make.

Singularity has a bad habit of ruining meals for people. If she had a nickle for every time she had, she'd have two nickles. It wouldn't be much, but it's weird that it's happened. "Is all well?"

Sally Houki has posed:
"It looks like frozen pizza is still cooking, so we're safe!"

Sally gives a big, exuberant thumbs up. "Do you like pizza?" She asks curiously, then goes to have a seat at the kitchen table, forgetitng all about the laundry.

This is her way.

Singularity has posed:
"I have not had pizza." That is Singularity's response, as she moves to take a seat across from Sally and folds her hands on the table. "I do like ice cream and weiners though. And I am open to trying new things!" that said with a bit more enthusiasm.

Healthy eating? Psht, Universe eats what she wants.

Sally Houki has posed:
"Well, if this is your FIRST pizza, I am definitely honored! We'll need to make sure you get pizz o' the action here!"

She points at her oven.

"Pizza is like, the best thing. Even frozen pizza is still pretty good!" She turns and looks at the oven, thoughtfully. "Mmn, mmn. Tasty..."

She looks around, checks the recycling bin in her trash.

"..digornio's thick crust supreme!"

Singularity has posed:
Singularity laughs lightly, the sound showing a touch of the sound of the universe that exists within her, the light sound of solar winds and twinkling stars. "It is a nice oven?" she asks with a mute curiosity.

She folds her arms at the elbows, her hands forming a shelf for her chin as she considers. "I think I perfer things hot rather than cold. Except ice cream. Ice cream is much better cold." she points out, a smile offered to the Japanese woman.

Sally Houki has posed:
She tilts her head to the side at the sound, feeling the vibration along quantum tethers. Her presence feels *heavy* to her.

"Hot is good! Cold is good. You need to try some spicees if you like hot. I wonder if a universe likes cilantro, too, or if it would taste like ... Jupiter or something. I imagine Jupiter tastes bad."

She pops open her freezer.

"I do have ice cream! Do you want some?"

Singularity has posed:
There's a lift of a brow and Singularity feels a little warmth in her cheeks, which is reflected in the stars shining a little brighter there. "Are you asking what a universe tastes like?" she asks, perhaps mistranslating things. "You can just try." comes the suggestion with a small shrug of her shoulders.

"Oh no. I do not really need to eat. And if you need it more. Would not want you to waste." she explains with a small giggle. "I met a girl once. She could make all the ice cream flavors."

Sally Houki has posed:
"What DOES a universe taste like?" muses Sally, aloud, thoughtfully, now cointemplating that. "I suppose it depends on the universe! They all hve their uniqueness, I guess, but I was meaning that cillantro toastes like soap to people. Some people. They say it tastes like soap. You proabbly have no idea what soap tastes like: it tastes bad. Remeber that. Soap is bad."

She looks back in to the oven.

"I mean, I need to eat, but you SHOULD eat. It's a very human experience, and human experiences are good to have! Help you relate."

Singularity has posed:
"I was told once that I taste like raspberries." Singularity points out with a thoughtful look. "I have never tried cilantro. There are. A great many things I have not tried." she admits quietly with a tilt of her head, lips pursing together in thought. "I will not eat soap."

"And I am always wanting new experience!" she admits, suddenly cheered, and her attention moves back to looking from Sally to the oven. "I have had coffee, too." she realizes. "It was the first thing I had when I arrived in this dimension." A pause.

"You can travel between too. Right? Are you able to teleport?"

Sally Houki has posed:
"Not within a universe. And, yeah, I *can* go from reality to reality, but doing it is not something I need to do often. Tends to set off alarm bells, you know, for the kind of people who don't like unauthorized crossovers."

She wrinkles her nose, then adds, "Coffee is good! Helps me focus. Wait, raspberries?"

Singularity has posed:
Singularity rolls her eyes. "Killjoys." she says flatly, sharing her thoughts on those who do not like unauthorized crossovers. "I tend to ignore them." Because really, what could they do to her? She is probably her own little unbreakable thread.

Then a firm nod and a grin. "Yep. Raspberries. And liquor. But the sample size is very small."

Sally Houki has posed:
"I can imagine. Licking a universe seems dangerous, let alone trying to eat one. But that's weird. Why raspberries? I'd think something more like, I don't know ... glitter. IF glitter had a taste, I don't imagine it woulkd be raspberries, huh..."

She's clearly lost in thought now. And not thinking about ice cream. or pizza.

Singularity has posed:
A pause, as Singularity considers. And then the little universe gets to her feet. Making her way over to where Sally is, she tilts her hands up, cupping the other girl's cheeks and she comments quietly, a hint of playfulness. "No licking. Yet." A small tease and she leans in, placing a light little smek on Sally's lips, lingering there for a moment before she pulls back and lowers her hands.

"Raspberries." she repeats.

Sally Houki has posed:
Sally Houki blinks at this. Her eyes cross. Her whole body stiffens at the kiss. Not in a bad way, really, it just feels *weird* to her. Like kissing a battery. Electric and charged and heavy. She's flustered by the end of even that light one, bnut then, she would be anyway given that a universe kissed her.

"...mmwah?"

Singularity has posed:
A charge works both ways. And as two quantum beings meet in a kiss, it's probably to be expected. But it's a surprise, a happy one that catches Singularity off-guard. The young universe is left blinking, trying to figure out her own suddenly weird feelings. But she knows one thing for sure. And it shows on her face.

She wants more.

Sally Houki has posed:
"... Oh ... wow. Is this a good idea?" asks Sally, a hand going to the back of her head. She recognizes the curious inquisitveness, and the other kind of hunger that seems to be stirring the universe.

Big eyes.

Singularity has posed:
"Maybe?" Singularity seems unsure herself. But there is a thought there as she touches Sally's hand again. "I mean. We could try?" she offers in way of suggestion. "After all... I do not know what a Sally tastes like." That said with a heavier blush before she glances at the oven.

"Pizza can wait?"