“ Ohhh, bullshit,” She countered, “ you like me, why else would you drag me all over the freaking world just to have an excuse to lay me.” “ Have it your way little girl,” he said, “ you were a Senz for all of one day, and you survived, who am I to grumble, I don’t believe anyone has ever followed your path, your story will be unique, maybe not so epic, but exciting.”
“ Don’t worry about my epic poem old man, there will be a long ride ahead of us, I just want you to take it a little easier, maybe you have forgotten how to enjoy yourself, it’s not a sin, I’m going to teach you a bit to Grampy, I mean it’s all right if you make my eyes roll back in my head once in a while, but damn sometimes you’ve got to relax a little.” “ Don’t ever call me Grampy again,” he said, “ seriously, I’m not kidding, never again, or you’ll be walking.”
Poe reached down under her lithe body with one hand, and lifted her to his lips. He kissed her belly, and then let her slide along his lips kissing her torso, then her breasts, her neck, and finally her sweet lips, setting her feet softly on the sand. He came to the conclusion that he might be able to use a little education.
“ All right, all right,” he said, “ maybe I’ve been on this island for to long, and I’ve forgotten how to treat such a sweet young thing, but you better hope that by the time we encounter your next opponent you have an intimate understanding of your gift.”
“ Yeaaa,,, yeaaa,,, Grampy,” she laughed, as she padded away down the beach, her perfect little bottom bouncing to a tune. “ Damn it,” Poe yelled. “ Grampy, grampy, grampeee!” she laughed again, and pranced into the surf. Poe caught her, and lifted back into his arms.
No question he had been living in his head for to long, and all it took for him to see the truth of it was a beautiful young woman, what a cliche. She settled quietly in his arms, and it felt good to hold someone again, as they strolled down the beach they dissolved, and found his ship.
The Senz ships resembled the skeleton vessels that they sailed on the seas of Fordess, they were completely enclosed, but had no atmosphere, no armament, or even power. They were nothing more than extensions of the power, and will possessed by the practitioner. It was impossible to destroy another Senz without touching him either with their own body, or a weapon from Fordess. This made battles in space impossible, or at least pointless. They still occurred, but only the ship would be destroyed which made for a strange rescue, retrieval scenario that was just a waste of time. So it was a given, an unstated rule that all altercations would take place on terra firma just to avoid those embarrassing rescues.
Only Senz with serious skills could create a ship my manipulating atomic level elements, and form them into a ship, and then power said ship by using the energy available in the general area. You could follow another ship by following the empty tunnel of space that it left behind, like tracing the path of a lightning bolt as it crosses the sky. Most young Senz are forced to hitch a ride, just as El did with Pine until they become sufficiently powerful to alter reality themselves.
This is the ultimate quandary, the Ond drew their strength from existing energy, so they required an existing energy source like a star to be in the immediate vicinity. They were the power in the Great Reality for eons, then they made their great mistake by drawing the Senz who were gigantic beings that existed in space as huge pillows of disparate energy, with a soul, as separate entities. The Onds power, and ability to move from one star system to another gave them god like powers throughout space. Overtime they came to need the adulation of the lesser beings that they found on the planets. Their very nature made it impossible to experience a real touch by anything, to compensate they forced all beings to worship them, finally finding, and compelling the Senz to draw down in size, and offer homage. They had never encountered beings before that could match their power, and initially the Senz that they drew into this level of reality could not resist them. But soon more powerful Senz like Diem, and Aplund allowed themselves to be transformed. The more powerful Senz were appalled at the audacity of the Ond to even imagine they could control the Senz, and decided to wreak some revenge in biblical proportions. This first war within this reality lasted an incredibly long time, finally decimating the ranks of the Ond. Unfortunately for the Senz their previous existence as the very soul of existentialism, existing as beings that were aware of each other, but without the will or means to engage one another, found themselves saved into an existence that offered sweet touch. They were corrupted, and after spending so long in this new theater going back to their old existence seemed more like a sentence, then a parole. So instead of sacrificing their bodies to return to their solitude they took on a new mantra that basically stated, you first. Hence the second war of the Senz that’s sort of like the One Hundred Years war, a duel here, a battle there, slow, and plodding. Well Diem has decided the time has come to resolve the issue, and impress the final end-game. There is only one being that can end this reality, Du Poquith the Au Senz, he is bound by the code, the request has been made, but now a few steps back.