((Posted here since its not strictly part of the open Requiem plot, can those involved drop me a PM/email/MSN since this is almost at conclusion and I think Ill get lynched at the next meetup if someone cant be there cos I mis-scheduled 
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26/06/06, 5:46am, Temporis Laboratory, Medlab
Hikari put her hand to her head and sat up, soft beeps of the medsensors around her almost reassuring. Min was perched on the end on the bed, faint dark circles starting to show round her eyes.
You ok? You were out for ages, I was starting to get scared
She waves a hand around the medbay, taking in the other 6 filled beds. They all fell asleep hours ago, Sara-ane went looking for coffee.
Hikari nodded at her, a faint wave of light-headdedness sweeping over her as she settled properly back into her body and sat up. I found them, eventually
Circe? Its a Nemesis dimension, I saw Warhulks and Jaegers
Circes voice seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere. She often used a drone to project her image to the speaker, but her sensors and speakers where everywhere inside the lab.
Acknowledged, Miss Minako, applying limitations to the dimensional search. 20,000 dimensions and falling. Estimated time to completion is 16 hours 47 minutes due to other system requirements.
Hikari winced as Circe called her Minako, seeing Min do the same. She reached over to take her hand, giving it a quick squeeze. Itll be over soon. Theyre the same as us
She looks at the six rescued scientists, torn in half by the immense energy of a dimensional rupture. Well find a cure for them, maybe it can be a cure for us too
Min nodded slowly Circe said it will be hours, can we sleep now? Im tired
Hikari nodded at her, her own lack of sleep starting to catch up with her. Lets go stop Sara getting that coffee.
Hikari walked out of the medbay, Min pausing to look back at the sleeping scientists with an odd expression on her face before wincing as the pain of an overstretched soul-bond began and hurrying after Hikari.
((And here a nice place for the GoD to post their private findings on Requiem related rumble.
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17/06/2006 03.37 AM
Having explored as many worlds as has been possible in the intervening time since the meeting, a tired Liz stepped out of the portal in Doctor MacAllisters Laboratory. With a snip, she loosened her cape and let it drop behind her on the floor once out of the hazard zone. Moments later, a maintbot scuttled in to retrieve it for her, and bring it to were it belonged. Her eyes scanned the area, no sign of Sebastian, or anyone else for that matter, save the ever present robots of various varieties. The weight of recent events and the state of health of her loved ones weighed heavily on her shoulders as she started to make her way to the family area.
Click, click, click. Her footsteps echoed through one of the vast halls within the Lab. There must be a way to speed this up... Elizabeth mumbled to herself, barely noticing the surrounding as they changed on her way through the vast expanse of the Laboratory. Tap, tap, tap. The sound of her footsteps changed as the flooring under her feet did. A way that gives us what we seek quicker than this... The frustration was obvious in her voice, worry for her family, and to some extent herself, caused a shiver to run through her.
Halfway through one of the many large chambers, she suddenly stopped in her tracks. Of course... its a chance, a long shot, but a chance nonetheless. Her mind raced ahead until eventually, her body caught up and in a fast pace, she raced towards the family area and without so much as a glance around, she went for the door to the room she shared with Doctor MacAllister. She glanced about, not really expecting anyone, but not wanting to risk an unnecessary confrontation between him and the person she needed to speak to. Satisfied with her conclusion she was alone, she closed the door behind her and locked it. Scathach... we need to talk. She said aloud.
Before her, a shadow appeared, vaguely shaped to the figure of a slender woman, dressed in ragged robes, but she was missing all recognisable features. Still, there was no mistaken, her attention was focused on the woman who had summoned her. "Elizabeth..." Her raspy voice said in a sort of greeting. "You want my help in this war your partner has taken up?" She added, the tone of voice, almost better than any visualisation could have briought it across, self-satisfied.
"I hate it when you do that..." Elizabeth replied with a tired, and somewhat agitated sigh. "And it isn't a war he started, it was started by this Requim, Sebastian simply decided to do something about him. And I am not going to let him do so alone."
"You have different tasks to do, Elizabeth." The shadowy goddess shot back with irritation in her voice.
"And I can hardly do them, if this world has been blown to bits." Liz snapped, crossing her arms defiantly. "I am fed up with people telling me what to do whilst they ignore problems that might be of a higher importance then their own goals or health. I am hardly a child anymore, Scathach."
"But you took an oath long before any of this occured, and Alexander is out there, waiting for a change. You cannot ignore that threat."
"I know... I know he's still out there, but he's kept himself quiet. He's not been spotted and most of my work is within the safety of the Laboratory. I can do this without him being able to ambush me, or try anything else for that matter. He'd have to get through the Lab first. And when I do go out, I always make sure someone's with me. I think Alexander can wait, under the circumstances. Then, once this is over and we're all safe, we can deal with Alexander together, with the whole family."
"You're still going ahead with that foolish idea? You're determined to get hurt, aren't you? What about your little sister, hmm? She's broken into pieces, literally. She's no use in the fight. What about your lover, hmm? What if he disappears indefinately, what, with all the pressure he is putting on himself? You'll be left weakened, and so will the others. Such is the price of fighting in a pack, in a family. Together, you are strong, but if one loss happens, the rest of the pack feels it and they get distracted, and you will have two losses." Scathach's voice softened a little in tone, but kept its raspy quality. "I am not the enemy here, Elizabeth, I only have your best interest in mind. I worry about you."
With a sigh, Liz nodded. "I know, but please try and see, that I must do this first. And if you help me, I would be able to do this faster, so that I can go back to my... objectives."
"I can't change your mind on this, can I, my childe?" The ghostly, shadowy figure drifted closer.
Liz shook her head. "No, you can't."
"Very well then..." Though it sounded reluctant, even the goddess could acknowledge that for the moment, she needed to give in. "You seek information about different worlds... to place those beacon things, yes?" She paused and looked to Liz, who nodded to confirm, before continuing. " Though I cannot give you it all on a silver platter, I will be able to help with some -of them. My power only goes so far. But, in worlds where an aspect of me is worshipped, and then only, if those aspects share the same similarities... I'd say, about two-and-a-half-thousand worlds, give or take a few."
"Not as much as I'd hoped... then again, I guess that I hoped for too much. Please, get me the information as fast as you can." Liz said, already turning towards the door.
"I won't be able to put it into those dead scientific things, though, I may be able to perform -some- miracles, I have my limits."
That was something Liz hadn't yet considered. "Books, perhaps, or scrolls? We could get some robots to input the information, maybe. Use my old room to store them up?"
"You're a trying woman at times, Elizabeth MacGregor." Said the raspy figure behind her, as Liz reached for the doorhandle.
Without looking over her shoulder, she smiled a little. "So I've been told, but only when I'm being stubborn." She unlocked the door and slipped out, not waiting for another snotty reply.
"That's what, always then...?" The shadowy figure muttered before disappearing.