Corner [Vector]

Corner [Vector]

Ruby [RB]:

“I first met him when he was 24, I was just 113 then. Or at least one of me was. The primary me, at the time. Gosh, it’s funny to think that hasn’t happened for him yet. From the vector view in this direction I mean. Come to think of it, it may never. Isn’t that a strange thought?”

No it wasn’t. Compared to everything else that had been going on, it wasn’t at all. In fact this was getting to be somewhat more akin to normal conversation as far as I was concerned. But I reasoned that if she was calling it strange, then it was probably fucking strange. So I nodded. 

RB:

 “He’s not from a higher plain you know; he just touched it, once. That’s all it took.”

Note to self: don’t do whatever the hell that refers to. 

RB:

“I wonder what he sees when he looks at us”

CONNARRE [C]:

“Ruby, if you were 113 when you met him and you are 313 now…”

RB:

“Fuck off! I’m 213 now, thank you very much.”

C:

“Right, of course. How stupid of me.  And how old is Jaii?”

RB:

 “HA! That question makes no sense at all.”

C:

“No, I don’t suppose it would. Ok how about this he said he’s younger than you: so would I be correct in assuming he is 1’000 years old, but only ever yesterday?”

RB:

“LOL BHAHAHAHA! That’s funny. That’s good, you’re getting a sense of humour. You’ll need that where you’re going.”

C:

“Ruby don’t fuck with me on purpose! There is no way it is really this difficult. Is he older or younger than you?”

RB:

“O.M.F.GAAWWWWDD, that question makes even LESS sense!”

C:

“WHY!?! But why does that make less sense?”

RB:

“Jaii is timeless.”

C:

“Yes. Fine. But what does that mean?”

RB:

“Think Alpha and Omega.”

C:

“But you just said you met him when he was 24?”

RB:

“Right.”

C:

“And he turns 24 next year”

RB:

“Faaarrrrrrk!!”

stamping her feet like an Ipswich toddler having a tantrum.

 

RB:

“Fuck you’re sooo fucking linear. ”

C:

“Ruby, at least I’m trying here. I bet you couldn’t get your head around this stuff for the first few hundred years, I’M 15 FUCKING YEARS OLD!”

RB:

“Your 16.”

C:

“WHA…fuck you. That’s it. I’m going home”.

I had had enough for one day. I was so furious my shaking clenched fists had caused my fingernails to draw blood from both palms. I was through. I turned to go.

RB:

“CONARRE, WAIT! Fuck. Alright. Stop. Sit down. Calm down”.

She took me gently by the hand and sat me on the dusty floor. She fell swiftly into a cross legged position, taking no care for her marigold dress, let her hands frame the sides of her face in a cradle and starred at me with unblinking green eyes. 

RB:

“Alright. What do you want to know, exactly?”

C:

“I’m not playing around here Ruby. I’ll go home. I’ll opt out, opt out of this whole thing”.

She seemed to be fighting back a smirk, and in truth it’s me that would have been terrified if she walked out on me. We both knew that, really. And I am reasonably sure she didn’t much care. She must need me. For something. But we were both willing to play along it seemed. And I was so over riddles.

RB

“They aren’t riddles.”

C:

“And that’s another thing, sto…”

RB:

“It’s not mind reading.” [NB: This line is a repeating joke by this stage which Jaii also says]

C:

“ENOUGH! Jaii turns 24 next year. You meet Jaii when he turns 24. Let’s start there.”

Ruby takes in a deep breathe followed by a long sigh, as if preparing to explain to a preschool class the full reason why the sky is blue due to the laws of particulate refraction.  

C:

“Come on. Jaii turns 24 next year…”

RB:

“Right. Which is next year for me, but not ‘me’ me. And it’s never for him.”

I wasn’t at all impressed. But I could see she was trying. 

RB:

“Think of it like a flash point. An orb that expands from an arbitrary centre in all directions with a nucleus at what, looking from this dimension in that direction, could be called ‘Jaii turns 24’… ”

She pauses and looks up to see if I am following. I’m not really, but give no objection. So she continues. 

RB:

“This point is the beginning. It’s the point I will spend the next 100 odd years trying to get back to while also approaching it. From all of the three vectors that I approach, it can be marked as June 21st

C:

“It’s the point he touches the place beyond the plain beyond the 16th house of the 16th order.”

RB:

“It is.”

C:

“Which marks the beginning of what?”

RB:

“Everything.”

I wanted to scream.

RB:

“Please don’t scream”

C:

“STO…”

RB:

“Its not…”

C:

“Then what the fuc..”

RB:

“Memory.”

An echo in my skull. A split second of whole. I felt for a moment that I could see in all directions and see myself looking back …

C:

“Future memory.”

RB:

“That’s right.”

C:

“Its not that we’ve done this before, it’s that we WILL do it!”

RB:

“That’s it.”

C:

“But Montauk, Tesla, the LHC? The engineering anomaly research at Princeton?? ”

RB:

“Those aren’t questions. That was just a string of words. But yes, Important though. Important in a way that most things aren’t”

C:

“OK. When Jaii…”

RB:

“LOL BAHAHAHA! FUCK ME! When? You’d do well to start breaking those habits. Your gonna wanna be specific as much as possible. Trust me on this.”

C:

 “Right, right. At the point where Jaii touches the place beyond the plain beyond the 16th house of the 16th order… ”

RB:

“Yes.”

C:

“Everything.”

RB:

 “Yes.

C:

“Just…everything”

RB:

“Yes. But that’s kind of arbitrary.”

C:

“Everything is arbitrary?”

RB:

“Exactly.”

C:

 “I…”

RB:

“True. But I think you are making progress though.”

C:

“Alright, alright. June 21st ?”

RB:

“From some vectors”

C:

“Is the solstice.”

RB:

“That’s irrelevant.”

C:

“But the manual…”

RB:

“Is also irrelevant.”

C:

“Then why give it to me?”

RB:

*sigh* “Those sort of things are useful to anchor to any given ‘here’ rather than any given ‘there’ on a vector but…”

C:

“Since anything of any sort of anything can be used in this nature the whole book, while important and useful, is also completely irrelevant!”

RB:

“Spot on kiddo.”

C:

“I feel like I have a permanent ice cream headache”

I looked up to see Ruby smiling. 

RB:

“That’s just linear time loosening a bit, try and ignore it. Come on dipshit, you can spread the pain into the earth as we walk. The demon can hide in the dark, but we have to drive it into a corner before it finds some light to cast its own shadow or we’ll all be fucked.”

I still didn’t really know what was going on in any sense I was familiar with. And part of me still felt there were some basic things I wanted to take care of, like checking my birth certificate for one, finding Aiden and maybe at some point dealing with the succubus that I was beginning to realise was quite literally trapped in my bedroom wall. 

But mostly I was just filled with relief. Relief that the last sentence Ruby spoke was probably the most straight forward and sane sounding thing I had heard her or anybody say all day. 

On reflection: That really puts the day in perspective. 

JR from ‘Corner’ 28/7/12 [Vector] Chronicle of Letters 2012.

Try “The Corrupt Ivory Tower” (CoL)

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About J.Chron.Ltt.&Sci. [JRR]

~CogSc (Humour); NeuroPsych; Philosophy (Death/Identity); Methods (Research); Intelligence/Investigation (Forensic); Medical Error~
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