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[Yeah that's not comforting at all. Maketh just gives Lilith a look, far from amused. Though not intimidated, for whatever that's worth.] I appreciate the fact that your profession is dangerous and that you are still alive despite it.

[Maketh huffs.] Forgive me. I dislike these sorts of weapons. I'm used to blasters.

[Which don't run out of ammo. She's not used to this concept just yet.]

[At least she seems, uh. Placated? Good enough.] Relax. Neither of us are gonna die out there. I still have to keep an eye on my ammo, so there won't be much to bounce back at you in the first place.

And I've got more up my sleeves than bullets. If it gets that bad, my powers'll get us out. [She half hopes it does. Lilith's not above showing off her siren status to a new person.]

Lucky you. I've gotten to use a few of those, but they cost an arm and a leg on the black market unless you're lucky enough to stumble across one yourself. [she shrugs.] The corporations haven't been able to reverse engineer the alien tech perfectly. Would've come in real handy here.

[Powers? Maketh pauses, giving Lilith a curious look. Well, that's new. Welcome, though.] What sort of powers, if I may ask? I'm not unused to the idea, you see, but I like to know what I'm dealing with.

[Especially if she'll need to duck and cover to avoid the backlash. Maketh appreciates power, but she knows there's always a cost. Usually to the bystanders.

She's curious, too, about Lilith's world and its weapons. Though that isn't the reason they're here right now.] Strange. The technology is commonplace in my world. You're one of the few who even recognizes the terminology, though.

A world with no hope of firing lasers at crap isn't one I want to be on, honestly. But more importantly: you might wanna stand back for this one.

[Her tone's light, even eager-- clearly, she's excited to showboat some-- and as soon as the words have left her, she speeds from a stroll to a sprint until she's just out of range. If Maketh's eyes are sharp enough she'll see Lilith's entire shape, gun and clothes and all, fade to a translucent blue before simply popping out of existence... to the tune of a resounding boom that creates a small radius of searing heat and billowing flame.

A few seconds pass. As suddenly as she'd disappeared, Lilith reappears, several yards to the east, promptly followed by a small explosion much the same as the first. Not only is she unharmed-- she's laughing to herself, apparently very carefree about having made a short jaunt between dimensions.]

Pretty sick, right?! [she calls back at Maketh before jogging right back.] I can go further, but I'd've totally lost you!!

[Oh. Oh that's wonderful. Maketh jumps a little at the suddenness of the change, but she's smiling, clearly intrigued. It's not just increasing her speed and jumping like the Inquisitor does. No, this is something else entirely.] That--that's fascinating! Do you need to see where you're going? What is your maximum distance?

[With power like that, Lilith could snap right past a defensive position and hit the enemy from their blind spot. Incredibly useful for a bounty hunter, or whatever term people from Lilith's home use for their profession. And possibly very relevant here. Therefore she's taking notes, writing furiously into her notebook.]

It's the best.

[Careful, the compliments'll go to her head. Lilith is practically glowing with pride as she returns to Maketh's side-- she inclines her head a little to absently watch the woman scribble away (only not at all, she's quite eager to know what's being written about her).] I'm a siren. I don't know if all of us are human, or if we all have the same abilities, but there can only ever be six of us in existence at one time. Or so they say. So it's a pretty big deal. [She puffs out her chest. Just a little.]

As for your questions-- [Lilith holds up fingers to go along with her explanation.] One, not an issue. I'm not teleporting, I'm technically moving really, really fast just past what you can perceive: I always see everything I'm doing, except I'm invisible to you. I can't go under to that plane forever, though. After a few moments I'll get pushed back out, which.... covers question number two, I guess. As long as I can stay phased, and as fast as I can run.

[She chuckles.] Just now? I walked.

[Oh, this is wonderful, Maketh feels herself grinning as she considers all the possibilities. She's always wondered about the possibilities of Force powers, but the Inquisitor always - rather politely, she has to admit - found ways to avoid the questions. Only it doesn't seem to be a ability that Lilith has, per say, but perhaps a...state of existence? And there can only be six at a time? But does that mean in all the worlds, or just the one Lilith happens to reside in? The galaxy is very big. Or at least Maketh's is. She writes a question mark next to that.] You--not even the Inquisitor was that fast...

[Maketh shakes her head, still grinning like an idiot.] There were individuals in my world who could do similar things, though none so quickly...can you interact with objects or people when you are phased, as you put it?

[If so, forget about setting up ambushes - Lilith could stop attacks before they happened. Oh, this is promising! And even better, Lilith seems cordial enough, and willing to share information instead of looking down her nose at Maketh's ignorance. This is a very good day.]

[She notes the question mark. To be honest, she’s not completely certain herself, but from what she’s heard—]

I’m one of six in the galaxy, by the way. Maybe the universe. It’s kinda hard to doublecheck. [Regardless of the casual affect to her words, Lilith knows very well how rare her status is. Galaxies do tend to be on the bigger end, after all.

Her face falls, but only just.] Well, yes? To a point? I’m completely intangible, but I can still reach out and touch things. It’ll pull me right back into the normal plane as soon as I do it, though.

[It sure isn’t for any lack of trying. The extent of her abilities has grown substantially since their first awakening all those years ago—and even since she arrived on Pandora. The potential’s in her, somewhere; she can do more. She just… has to get there, is all.]

It’s a work in progress.

[Maketh pauses, surprised by that. How strange. These abilities are incredibly rare, then.] Are you self-taught, then?

[It seems likely. Only six in the entire universe. That seems nearly impossible to Maketh - even the Jedi were legion in their heyday. Something this rare must be incredibly valuable.

And very dangerous for whoever happened to be stuck with it. Those will power must swear to a cause or be forever running from one.

Maketh doesn't want to think about that very much. It doesn't matter here, anyway. She taps her pen against her notepad.] What if you were carrying something? For instance, could you phase while holding a grenade and then drop it?

[That would be useful.]

[Lilith nods.] I am.

I had to figure it out all on my own, and it’s taken about this long to learn how to do it this well. I’m in my twenties now: I was almost a teenager when I started showing signs of the powers. [And a newly minted siren, all raw power without an ounce of technique to show for it or a fellow siren to look to for guidance, is a dangerous thing to be indeed. The bounty on her head isn't for nothing.]

Yeah! I can totally do that. S'not like all the stuff on me disappears when I phase. I don't know if it'll show up until after I come back, though...

[She's evidently got a lot of messing around to do with her powers still, even now.]

[That seems late for such powers to appear. From what Maketh understands of the Jedi - which, admittedly, isn't very much - the Force manifested itself almost immediately. It's rumored that Force users could be identified by their very genetic makeup. Marked even before birth. Maketh considers Lilith curiously.] This sounds different from the sort of abilities that people have back home. Those were rare as well, but they don't manifest like yours did...

[The number of gifted individuals must be important as well. Only ever six. Fascinating. Maketh wonders if it's hereditary.]

Of course I don't have abilities myself, but I--served with a man who could do similar things. If you were willing, perhaps I could....run some ideas past you? It's possible you're much more powerful than you know.

I couldn't tell you. It's not like Sirens are especially well-documented. [It's half the reason she's risking her life as a Vault hunter at all: she'd do a whole host of crazy shit to figure out her powers-- their origin, the cause, what else she can do with them, if another one's in the same arm of the galaxy, even.] Even I'm surprised by myself sometimes.

[The man Maketh refers to can't be a Siren, but... who knows if the Eridians had a further reach than she'd thought. She doesn't hesitate to reply.]

Yeah, sure! Lay 'em on me.

Are the Sirens the only ones with powers, or the only ones with these specific abilities?

[Because that's an important distinction, if Lilith knows one way or another. Though it likely doesn't matter as much while they're stuck here. Maketh likes to have all the details she can get her hands on, though. She taps the pen against her notes, thinking.]

The Inquisitor didn't speak to me of his abilities, but he was open to discussing strategy. The trick was not to question what he could or couldn't do, but rather how his abilities might be twisted to fit whatever particular mess we found ourselves in.

[Maketh pauses.]

For instance, he built a weapon that could deflect blaster shots. I don't have the tools or the skill to make you a light saber, but...I think, if you could learn to...vibrate, if you will, or only move a few centimeters at a time, you could deflect blows. Even gunshots. Does that make sense?

[There will need to be tests, of course, but in theory it could work. But if Lilith can vibrate, or just move very fast in a small space, she could do a great many things. The possibilities are endless.]

[Lilith rubs her chin, thinking.]

It's a big universe. I dunno. But... they say that the Eridians-- the aliens who lived on the planet Pandora ages ago-- have some kind of connection to us. It's one of the reasons I shipped over there in the first place. [ . . . ] Well, that and money. But I'm not discounting the first reason 'cause of it.

[Deflecting, though. That sounds--] That sounds amazing. I-I mean, there's a big feedback when I enter or exit still. I'd need to work with my powers to get more precise, but it's not like there's any reason I can't try it!

[Lilith's beaming, and the longer she blathers on, the more excited she becomes.]

It might not matter here. [But it's still fascinating, either way. Maketh is writing furiously. It doesn't seem like Lilith's abilities work the same way that Force sensitivity does, which means there's probably more to it than simple genetic inheritance.

Maketh brightens.] I have a way we might test that, actually. By throwing rocks at you.

[Wait. Phrasing. Maketh clears her throat.] I mean, we should probably start with something less deadly than a gunshot.

[>Then they can move on to blasters and possibly some other, nastier things. There are so many possibilities.]

[Flatly:] What. [Rocks? Seriously, rocks. Lilith’s eyebrows immediately raise in confusion.] When I said I’d help you map out this place, I didn’t think I was agreeing to you stoning me.

[But… As strange of a suggestion as it is, she’s absolutely certain enough in her own abilities to know she wouldn’t get hit in the face with too many rocks. And perhaps she’d learn something more about her powers by playing along with the, er, “experiment”.

And she is as eager to prove herself as ever. Let it be known that she’d never turn down a challenge Lilith breathes, exhaling whatever’s left of her uncertainty out through her mouth.]

Ah, what the hell. Could be fun: let’s do it.

I m-may have gotten distracted. [Definitely got distracted. Probably shouldn't do that again. Or ever. But this is so interesting. Maketh clears her throat.] Of course, we don't have to--the rocks might have been a bad idea. Something less---uh. Painful? Might work better.

[She rests her hands on her hips and surveys the area. What'll hurt less than getting a rock thrown at her face...

Ah, right.]

Think there's any fruit trees around here?

[Maketh hesitates.] Not that I've seen?

Shit.

[Back to the drawing board.]

What about a little ball? Or a bean bag. Help me out here.

There was a box of tennis balls in one of the stores. [Maketh nods.] That could work.

That'll definitely work.

[She grins. This is way more fun than exploring, and phasing doesn't involve wasting precious bullets.]

You wanna turn this expedition around?

I suppose the caves can wait. [Maketh smiles a little.] Thank you. For -- for your help.

Pshaw. The caves aren't gonna move-- I, on the other hand, am gonna bust outta here as soon as they give me a chance.

[And those who'd show interest in her powers without being horrified or wanting to take her in for the bounty are few and far between.]

S'no big deal.

And I'll help with that in any way I can.

[The chances of actually making this place safe are slim to none, and most of the people here have homes to go back to. Maketh doesn't, but it's her duty to protect them. She'll do what she must.

She smiles a little.]

It is to me. It's--refreshing? To have someone willing to speak with me about such things.

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