Spoiler This should have probably also been split into two, but I want to write more and this was pre-written. I'm so sorry. Don't hate me plz. I'll behave myself after this.
Following her cursory inspection of the hall and door, Rikki leapt back to her feet, padding carefully forward down the corridor while taking great care to crouch and check each section of floor before setting foot on it. A grimace set on her face as she stepped over the dried blood. There was, however, no corpse. Unsure if this should be reassuring or troubling, Ja'Ri found herself before the door.
Massive, the inset cog towered over her. A rotating hand-lever, recessed into the adjacent wall presented itself as an obvious method of operation. Grasping it, she pulled it out, but it refused to turn with reasonable effort. Releasing it and lowering her ears with a huff, she inspected the door further.
While the cause of its malfunction was no readily evident, it became instantly apparent how the thing functioned; large toothed tracks inset in the ground before the door suggested that a mechanism somewhere was to push it toward her and roll it aside. Rikki marveled at the design of the thing.
'What could possibly warrant a door like this? I've never seen one like this before. Question is, is it meant to keep me out.. or something in?'Carefully, Rikki slipped her fingers into the switch's internals, feeling for obstruction. When none became apparent, she sidled partway into one of the recesses in the wall where the tracks led. Reaching an arm back, she groped in the dark, unable to twist herself around to physically see. Her fingers brushed something smooth, very unlike the metal of the gearing and steam pipes. Running her hand up the anomalous material, she felt something rough, almost leathery attached to it in a smaller crevice where the gearing got smaller. Grabbing it, she pulled. It refused her.
Flattening her ears in annoyance she yanked harder, grunting. After two pulls, it dislodged suddenly to send her tumbling onto her backside on the cool floor. In her lap lay her prize: a severed bony arm with a mangled leather gauntlet on it. Rikki jumped and skittered backwards to the other wall.
"Kakka jaj kethi
kehja?" she yelped, kicking the arm off of her. Rikki's chest heaved as she tried to calm herself.
"Language! I thought I taught you better than that.." Mia scolded, a hand on her hip, her eyes narrowed, "Just as bad as your mother."
"Sorry. I.. I think I fixed it," she breathed and began to laugh nervously, "Scared me out of my Cyrodiilic, though. I wonder where the rest is? I.. I hope it's not in there still."
Mia retrieved the severed arm bones to inspect.
"It appears whoever was here before us activated the mechanism incorrectly, but does not explain why the rest of the body isn't nearby.."
Moving close to the mechanism herself, Mia whispered a few words, causing a small globe of light to appear. Looking inside, she examined what was left.
"Seems you have removed the obstruction, but be careful; I do
not want to have to explain to Karst how I allowed you to dismember your arm." Mia spoke with concern, then turned to Rikki, "And I do not want anything to happen to you, either."
Stepping back from the mechanism, Mia offered her hand to the startled Khajiit. Rikki gripped it and hauled herself from the ground, a nervous grin upon her.
"I'd rather you didn't have to explain that, either. I like my arms!" her head shot up at a thought, nervousness leaving her face for a moment so mischief could fill her smile, "You might actually say I'm
rather attached to them! Hehe.."
A moment passed between them and Rikki meekly cleared her throat to break the silence. She gripped the turn-crank once again and exhaled as though to steady herself.
"Well, here goes dike-all." she stated in defiance of Mia's chastisemant moments ago. With a flick of the wrist, the handle turned and gave a whirring click. The sound of a weight dropping into place preceded a rhythmic chugging, venting of steam and the roaring grinding of massive gearing.
Stepping back so as not to befall the same fate as the arm's owner, Rikki clasped her arms behind her back, her feline eyes glittering with anticipation and wonder. A stop swung from the ceiling, the monolithic cog pushing forward to meet it. Upon contact, another weight could be heard shifting. Rikki began to bounce with excitement in place.
The door rolled sideways into the mechanical area she'd fished the arm from, stopping three-quarters of the way open. Another scraqe-and-thunk accompanied a final internal shift as the gearing ceased turning. The only remaining sound after the brief cacophony was the hiss of valves equalizing pressure and components creaking as they cooled. Before her lay a room, the entirety of which was occupied by a far larger machine with ramps and catwalks spider-webbing around it.
The massive round device illuminated itself from the inside as it raised from the ground, bluish-white light lancing in beams through the dark from a series of lenses in its shifting, multi-layered casing as it unfurled. A multitude of concentric rings rose from the ground with it as it lifted up on its lower spindle, themselves covered in sliding refractive lenses and mirrors, whirling around to intersect with the beams and redirect them to other lenses and mirrors in the array. It spun quickly through several different configurations of sphere and rings, the web of interlacing beams shifting each time, before settling on one.
A single purple crystal descended from the ceiling in a clamp at the end of a rod, stopping at the peak of a ramp above the orb. The rings shifted once more, causing every shaft of light to intersect on the gem, which then turned the many into one and fired it back into the orb through a tiny hole in its shell.
The room momentarily exploded with blinding light. Rikki shrieked and threw an arm over her eyes.
When it dimmed enough to look again, there was a small opening in the great ball about six feet high by four feet wide. Unnerving, wavering light poured from the gap, seeming to be unsure if it was a color or not. Looking at the unearthly light somehow made Rikki feel tiny and insignificant.
"It's.. it's gorgeous." Rikki whispered through the low hum of the sphere.
"Interesting," Mia noted with interest, "Seems like a portal of sorts. Doesn't feel like a connection to any Daedric realm that I can detect.." Mia said, feeling for any other magical energies. Whatever this was, caution would be something they would need to take.
"The amount of energy being emitted from this device, even after all of this time.. It could be unstable.." Mia cautioned the younger woman.
Rikki stood, agape at what lay before her, the workings of her mind whirring at a frightening pace. Her gaze darted around as she took a slow, tentative step beyond the door's threshold. A few moments later, her eyes widened suddenly and she shook her head in disbelief as a theory came to her.
"No.." she muttered, thoughts aflutter, "It
can't be, could it? Some texts spoke of Outer-Realms that the Dwemer visited with regularity, but were never specific as to what they were or how they were accessed."
Turning to Mia, she grinned toothily. "Do you have
any idea what this might be? This could end up being the single greatest discovery in modern history! A working transport to the Outer-Realms! There might even be
living Dwemer in there!"
Canting her head down, she turned her eyes away. "I mean, I don't know. No one does. The last living Dwemer died in the Red Year before I was born or I'd go ask him. But that tiny chance is
marvelous!"
Hearing the fascination in Rikki's voice, Mia raised an eyebrow. "Yes, and do
you know what became of the Dwemer when they tinkered with things beyond their imagining?" she added to the Khajiit's thoughts with a warning tone.
It made sense, Mia thought, that the Dwemer had indeed built transports to the Outer-Realms. As she did so, Mia noticed something down on the ground nearby. Kneeling down, she picked up a bag that held some notes inside.
"It appears we were not the first ones to stumble upon this. Whoever was here before has not come back from whatever is on the other side. However, I cannot sense anything coming from it without getting closer." she warned, a feeling of wrongness about the energy of the device troubling her. With it came a sense that she should remember something on this subject, but the memory felt oddly out of reach.
"Just be careful.. I know you have an undying interest in Dwemer technology, but something like this, something with so many unknowns.. Is it worth the risk? For all we know it could kill you instantly. Or be one way. It needs further examination before coming to conclusions. The magical energy signatures are unknown, even to me." Mia almost sounded slightly afraid of that fact.
"Well, then," reaching into a pouch at her hip, she removed a septim, turning it this way and that in her fingers.
"For science!" exclaimed Rikki, whinging the coin across the room at the light. It bounced off of the opening, repelled by something invisible. The Khajiit's ears fell.
"I.. suppose that kinda proves nothing."
Diverting her eyes from the unsettling glow, Rikki edged closer a few feet. Halfway across the room, she undid her hair tie, allowing the full length of her red-orange locks to fall over her back and pulled a short knife from her belt. Reaching back, she cut a couple inches of hair and used one half to bind the other half into a ball.
"Live material test, now. Maybe it just hates mundane objects."
Her arm cocked back and she threw the tight ball of hair across the room. It bounced off an unseen wall, but was not allowed to hit the ground as the coin had. A tendril of light shot out to grasp it.
"Aha!
Result!"
Her elation, however, was short lived. The ball of hair pulsed and a thread of energy briefly flashed between herself and it as though asking, 'Is this yours?' Rikki spun on one paw and sprinted back towards the vault door.
"Oh, bugger that!" she shouted. The damage was done, however. Energy shot out of the breach in the sphere and hit her in the back. Ja'Rikki glowed like Magnus itself. The device's crystal immediately exploded in its mounting.
In one final fraction of an instant, Rikki's last thoughts were thus:
'If I live, Mia's going to murder me.'Then the world forgot how to exist. Or perhaps it finally remembered, Rikki wasn't sure. For one brief and shining moment that she would never be allowed to recall, Ja'Rikki saw the entirety of Time as it lay before her. Everything that was, would be, could have been and never could have been. She tried to cry, but found that she wasn't there to do it. This annoyed her immensely.
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First of Frostfall, 3E 427
Island of Vvardenfell, Somewhere near Balmora..
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The skin of reality split ever so briefly above a winding river, coughing out a furry form. The last thing it was aware of was a blinding light, a screaming headache and the feeling of being torn apart completely. Before the Khajiit had time to ruminate on this, however, a rock came up to meet her.
Unconscious, the girl flopped gracelessly into the waters.