1st November
11:35 GMT -6
Miss Shimmer eyes me warily from just outside her laboratory door as I approach. "What are you doing here?"
I blink. "I
live here."
She frowns. "No, I mean, why are you here at my lab?"
I smile. "I'm trying to show an interest in your work?"
She closes her eyes for a moment, shaking her head. "I haven't made any progress working out how to recreate the portal to Morgan le Fay's world-."
"No,
no." I hold up my right hand. "Not with the work
I set you. With your
own studies."
She shakes her head again. "I'm not doing anything that's got anything to with-."
"Sunset." I tilt my head to the right. "I'm trying to show an interest in your work. Just… Being sociable, subletting landlord to tenant. I'm not
demanding, I'm just aware that.. I haven't been paying as much attention to you as I have to some of the other residents except when I need you to do something."
"And you've got nothing going on right now."
"And-. Well." Ah… "I'm not exactly rushed off my feet at the moment, but when you're as powerful as me there's always
something you can be doing. And let's be honest: you're a lot more independent than the children are. But." I lightly lay my right hand on her left shoulder. "I do want to make time for you. You're a valued part of the team, and that needs to work both ways."
She looks at me for a moment, then turns her head away. "Yeah. Okay, sorry, I-." She exhales. "I'm still not-." She looks uncertain.
"You're expecting me to do a Celestia?"
"
No." She irritably brushes off my hand, then sags slightly. "Maybe? I don't know. I'm not good at… Social.. stuff."
"I used drugs to turn myself into a giant grey mutant and lied to everyone about it." I shrug. "None of us are perfect."
"Um. I
guess."
"And I thought you and Iname were getting along well?"
"I-." She turns away and places her palm on the door's scanner. "Can we just talk about work?"
"We can talk about whatever you want to talk about."
The door slides open and I follow her inside. Hm. I remember a television series I watched back on Earth Prime where a wizard used lights to project a magic circle on the ground. Far easier to program it in and then press a button than to draw it out every time. Miss Shimmer has taken a more lego approach: metal parts designed to tessellate with one another are arranged in a warded enclosure or stacked neatly at the side of the main workshop. I don't recognise the
particular configuration, but that's a decent opener.
I gesture towards it with my right hand. "What's that for?"
"Hm?" Miss Shimmer has responded to my intrusion into her territory by going right to her work station and metaphorically hovering. "Oh, ah, I was trying to…" She looks away awkwardly. "It didn't work, I just haven't needed the space, and I don't like the genomorphs being in here without me."
"What was it..? Supposed to be for?"
She hesitates, then shrugs. "I've been trying to use what I've learned about thaumaturgy to recreate unicorn magic.
Wilson unicorn magic, not fae unicorn magic, however
that works."
"Every failure is a chance to begin again more intelligently!" She gives me a black look. "How did it go?"
"I thought… Now I can use Earth magic, I thought I could build some sort of conversion device. Based on what I
know about unicorn magic I came up with models for how it could work…"
"That's science for you. Come up with a theory, test it, and if it doesn't hold up then you know how the universe
doesn't work."
She shakes her head. "I don't think I'm
wrong exactly. But… I don't think magic on Wilson works like it does here. I-." She frowns at me. "Do you actually
read the books you get for me?" I shake my head. "U
gh.
Some of it matches up with what works here, but I think some of the… Not the operating principles exactly, but… Some of the constants are different?"
"So no wizard to unicorn converter?"
"It's
theoretically possible, but…" She shakes her head. "It would take
years to work out what the differences were." She shrugs. "I mean, without access to Equestria."
"Have you tried asking Zatanna for help? I got the impression that her talking backwards thing worked for just about anything."
Miss Shimmer's jaw tightens. "Yeah, that…" She huffs. "It just feels-.
Stupid. Using a magic I don't understand to cheat. And.. talking backwards!"
"How are words more stupid than glowing keratin?"
"Because I
grew up with one and not the other. And it's not like-." She throws her arms up a little and starts pacing. "It's not like I didn't
know there were other ways of manipulating the environment using magic. When I was a little filly I used to nag the palace gardeners to show me how earth pony magic worked."
"Because you wanted to learn how to be an alicorn."
"No! I didn't even know that was
possible until Celestia showed me myself in Starswirl's mirror as an alicorn. And then-." She looks like she's swallowed something unpleasant. "Celestia wouldn't tell me anything about
becoming an alicorn. After a while I thought that maybe she just didn't
know, or maybe it was
symbolic or something.
Then…"
"Then..?"
She shakes her head. "Some
pegasus pony managed it. One moment wings, next moment wings, horn and about ten centimetres taller."
I nod. "Which.. means that Cel-."
"
Yeah, which means she was
lying to me the whole time. It's not like I was
serious when I said I wanted to dissect her!"
I nod. "Dissections are for life, MRI scans are every six months."
"
Exactly! I mean, we didn't
have MRI scans, but I could have done
something." She throws out her arms wide this time. "What was I
supposed to do?"
"Follow
Friend Computer's wise and benevolent guidance like a good meat robot."
"What? No, we don't
have computers. I was supposed to mindlessly follow
Celestia's orders!" Her pacing naturally turns her away from me as I briefly consider explaining 'Paranoia' to her and decide against it. "But
yes! 'Meat robot'. That's
exactly it!"
"But getting back to your work..?"
"The only example of Equestrian magic on Earth is
this end of the portal. And I don't think I can build a laboratory in Filly-. In Philadelphia."
"Might be
difficult. I could probably get a temporary one authorised…" I frown. "Is there any way to move it?"
"I don't-." She turns around, frowning. "I don't know. Celestia called it 'Starswirl's Mirror', but I couldn't check its provenance. And she wouldn't let me study
it either."
"I didn't notice any particular object on this side. Is the anchor point in the air? Does it move… Actually, if there's been a portal there for who knows
how long, is there a way to detect other examples of Wilsonian magic on Earth?"
She frowns again, this time in thought rather than frustration. "Actually, there…
Should be. Let me just do some calculations."