#kaalaa baunaa the woman you are

[anonymocha]

ἀστὴρ οἶμαι σύ τις ἑσπέριος, ἀστέρων πάντων ὀ κάλλιστος . . .

You are, I think, an evening star, the fairest of all the stars.

— Sappho

💥💥💥 Hello KaalaaPocket nation (only me I think). Here are some extra stuff!!!

The pose is based on René Gruau’s Le tango (1990). + Untextured version!!!

The lyrics are from Falling Starlight and Moonlight, it's from the Metallic Rouge anime OST!!!

That song got me thinking of Kaalaa Baunaa and only Kaalaa Baunaa………. I kept listening to that and some lounge-y Utena OST while drawing this <3

[fishareglorious]

Thinking about that one minigame from Green Lake where you nyoom around the place with Tooth Fairy. Thinking about it happening in a literal way is cracking me up.

Local dentist is sliding around on the ground, phasing through the fences and sucker-punching carbuncles and critters while looking for teeth. Dentist is also reminiscing how she got those teeth to a gaggle of college-age people and two teenagers (one of the teeth is from accidentally hitting someone with her car, another is from intentionally punching someone so hard they lose that tooth).

[the-blossica-fan]

Everybody in the suitcase has been working for days straight. Who're the first to fall, and who are the brave warriors who continue to trudge forwards?

Also, lets give an option for both physical work and paperwork.

I feel like characters like Joe, Tennant, Argus, Shamane, Pavia and more athletic or strong built arcanists can go on for days. They're strong and can handle the job.

Vila also doesn't mind much, mostly because she doesn't do much in battle so she can just stand back and give health.

As for who gives out first, the DPS and most sub-DPS.

They're kicking, shooting, punching and cutting people so they're Always the more tired. They sweat a lot and have muscle pain after overworking.

Healers also don't tire much because they just heal, I'd like to mention Sotheby because she doesn't do attacks herself or anything, she launches poison, hits you with a horse and heals, she's also very hyperactive. She only gets tired after doing it too much.

Most characters do work inside the suitcase. I'd say Tooth Fairy, Sonetto, Ms. Newbabel, Ms. Moissan, Zima and Yenisei (+ Kaalaa Baunaa sometimes) do most of the paperwork due to their experience with it. They do go outside, but rarely. Preferring to take calmer missions (except for Yenisei, she does what she wants)

There's those who clean and keep the suitcase in check. Ms Bunny Bunny and Satsuki take good care of the kitchen, Eagle and Mondlicht make sure there's peace around, Druvis takes care of the plants and so on.

Those who decide not to fight can take care of the suitcase.

As much of a controversy this was at the beginning, Tuesday and Semmelweis take care of the children in the suitcase. Semmelweis has experience and time (when she's not in a series of Dusk) and Tuesday... She's a dainty woman, she doesn't take many jobs aside from cleaning (banned after going into people's rooms) and taking care of the children.

Isolde is a weird case. She doesn't do anything around the suitcase, like cleaning or maintaining the peace, but Vertin always has a job for her to keep her occupied. Most include entertainment with Regulus and Blonney (+Charlie), others are fights (but she's too weak so she can't do many at once unless paired with Kakania, and Kakania doesn't want to), some include making jewelry for her friends.

Lucy doesn't get tired she's kicking ass, doing paperwork, cleaning up, entering into people's room 24/7.

[definesanity]

Raining Tigers and Dogs

Ad lib: My friend, who gave me this idea after a vague description of them was given to them by me. (Thanks bud 👍)

For @anonymocha c:

Kaalaa Baunaa was, in the most simple terms, tired.

It was only natural, in hindsight; she, an astrologer, and all the pros and cons that came with it. Such was the fate of her work, and the death of 8 hours of sleep. Heck, she was lucky to get five, at least.

So, she was there, sitting down on a chair, leaning on her desk. She was breathing slowly, focusing on trying to remain awake just that little bit more, so she can observe the stars... just one more, right?

Unfortunately, that wouldn't come to pass, due to the sound of a familiar chuckle.

"Heya, Kaalaa." Medicine Pocket's teasing voice spoke out, and Kaalaa could faintly see the outline of that equally familiar (infamous, even, perhaps?) white lab coat.

Kaalaa Baunaa could barely give out a reply, just humming.

"Soooooooo, I have a question!" they cheerfully continued. "Let's say I asked you to test something. Would you?"

The astrologer blinked up at MedPoc, with the menace's teeth gleaming.

"...Let's say I did--?"

"Sign here!" and in front of her was a sheet of paper.

From Medicine Pocket's perspective, she merely gave it a once over, ticked the boxes, and signed her signature.

They swiftly took it back, and started to walk away. "G'night, test buddy~!"

Kaalaa watched as they left. And then, gave a small chuckle.

-------------------

The door slammed open.

"RIIIIIIISE AND SHIIIIINE, SLEEPYHEAD!"

Kaalaa rubbed her eyes, looking at the researcher who entered her room holding the document. Sitting in her bed, looking at them... it was oddly comedic.

"...Hm?" Kaalaa Baunaa tilted her head.

"Don't give me that, my dear friend! After all, don't you remember last night?" they looked smug. Very smug.

Let's fix that, with a controlled shock.

"...Did you see the boxes I ticked, perchance?"

Medicine Pocket blinked. "Eh? The fuck you mean--?"

They read through, and just above their name,

'The co-operative (Ms. Kaalaa Baunaa) agrees to help the individual who gave them this document (Mx. Medicine Pocket) in any situation, regardless of health, illness, location, weather, environmental happenings, ect.'

That was meant to be the trump card, and why they looked so happy when giving them it.

And it was unticked. Making it void.

"...Piss." they muttered, and spun on their heels--

"Wait." the woman spoke out, and the 'doctor' paused in their walk. "What was it meant to be? I never agreed to physically help you, yes... but, does that mean I cannot help you in simply discussing it?"

Medicine Pocket looked at her. And then, sighed. "Yeah, sure, whatever..."

They closed the door and walked on in, and sat down on the edge of her bed. "It was meant to help with drowsiness."

Kaalaa gave them a nod to continue, and they rolled their eyes.

"Now, yeah, sure, Sotheby already made that 'Hangover Over Potion' because of Lilya's alcohol addiction problem, but it apparently has some side effects, mostly the usual, like diarrhoea, vomiting, migraines, the words, basically.

"Now, this one I'm making won't have any of that, barring the headache. But that'll be there to see if it works. If it feels like a numbing sensation, excellent, should be over soon. If not? Tough shit, buddy, I guess!"

Kaalaa Baunaa could not help the laugh that left her. "You have an... interesting mind, Medicine Pocket."

They sighed again, putting their head in their hands. "Oh, just--! Call me MedPoc! Jesus, woman!"

"Then by all means, call me KB."

A groan, a laugh, and a silence, before the discussions started anew.

It was not a perfect relationship. But, really, what was?

[imheretocryandiwill]

From the first trailers to the 1.2 event (and 1.3, and 1.5), through all chapters, racism was always a huge part of reverse:1999 story

It is always there, even if you don't pay attention at first.

The Release Date Reveal Trailer starts with some human dude shooting himself, because he didn't want to be saved by arcanists. On the background plays magnificent Symbiosis, while one of the main villans speaks how they (probably arcanists) ''were deserted by the principles of this world" and "the absurdities will transform into a storm that will cleanse the world".

Arcana is an easy choice for a bad guy - she is manipulative, cruel, stupidly stong. Wherever the plot takes us, her minions are always near, causing trouble. And it seems like she is the source of the problem, right? After all, she wants the main hero dead.

Her appearance is screaming dangerous. Black dress, creepy arms, summoning a chopped body as a helper. She is the leader of Manus Vindictae, and she despises humans. Our arcenemy.

And Vertin is a Timekeeper from the St. Pavlov Foundation, an organization with a noble goal of "protecting peace of mankind". Ruled by humans with Constantine in charge.

So, she is Arcana's (btw, is it even a real name?) counterpart. She is human, she is protecting people, her organization consists of human and arcanists. A woman dressed all in white with a name of an angel. But... then we go through chapter 3.

St. Pavlov Foundation's main force are arcanists. So they are collecting children from the entire world to raise them, teach them and make soldiers of them. Most of them don't have a choice, and there are some things that are expected from arcanists. Following the guide. Being obidient.

Vertin is extremely important because she is not affected by the Storm. While there are places where humans can be safe, and places where only arcanists can be safe, she can step into the Storm unprotected. Others will be killed by it. So Constantine needs her to obey.

When Vertin was just a little girl, she wanted to see the outside world, to know the truth, to leave foundation. Constantine needed to have full control, to eliminate Vertin's desire to rebel, so she created a scheme resulting in death of several children who followed Vertin in an attempt to escape. She does not see Vertin or others as people, only as instruments in her plan.

And this leads us to Madam Z. A sympathetic human who was helping Vertin's friends achieve some form of autonomy. Constantine was surprised by her behavior. She didn't think of arcanists as her opponents, only of Madam Z.

St. Pavlov Foundation's is controlled by humans, using arcanists as a brute force. Would Constantine behave differently if those children were humans? Who knows.

And after that it's kind of everywhere.

In 1.2 Blonney's speech, in her relationship with a human guy from her crew, in Jessica's monologue about not wanting to be bullied. In Tooth Fairy story.

Arcanists are known to be more emotional. When they act irrational they are told this is their nature, and when they tend to behave calm and collected they are ''not like other girls''. And it hurts in both scenarios.

In 1.3 it is shown both ways. Kaalaa Baunaa and Kumar can't work after their identities as arcanists exposed. Old arcanists refuse to talk to humans and accept help from them. Kumar, a very weak arcanist, is abused by her family.

But here is where hope is born

And now to my favorite part in 1.5 event. The Uluru games, only for arcanists, are reopen for the first time in many years.

Still problems are the same.

Spathodea is a reincarnated priestess, who is willing to return The Uluru games. And Ezra is her human doctor.

They become friends, and face their differences. No one is bad guy here, the both are right and wrong at the same time.

But getting to know each other, to care for one another - it changes them.

Ezra is helped a lot, he always was on Spathodeas' side, of course he wants recognition. And human slender is upsetting him.

Spathodea is living in human world, abiding human rules. She is no fool, she sees the world full of injustice and she has agenda against humans. Arcanists body works differet from human's, so her sport life is difficult.

And there is it. These problems won't disappear unless they are working together. They need not only to understand each other, but also to change threir ways of thinking. Both of them need to grow.

The damage have been done to both of them. But in the end, if they could not let go of resentment of the past they wouldn't have been standing there.

And my most favourite part of this event - this is a story about Spathodea and Ezra. About compation and acceptance. Not about Manus Vindictae and their schemes. The story ends with them holding hands and starting a new era of games. Where everyone is accepted. A new set of rules is set in stone.

[breezeofberillus]

top 5 people from your surroundings who you find attractive (appearance and character separately)

Haha, quite the bold first question. But I’m fine with it. If I’m being honest, it’s kind of hard for me to judge attractiveness based solely on looks, and I don't want to hurt too many feelings. So I may have to do them as one (but I'll try to bring in both aspects).

1. Lilya

Lilya is definitely good at presenting herself in that way. She doesn't even do it intentionally. Even before warming up to you, her confident demeanour still leaves a mark. But when she does, she’s more caring than you’d expect. I see her often, so I know that she has quite the amount of admirers. She'd complain about them sometimes, saying "they keep appearing at the worst times". They give me weird looks though…

2. Dikke

Dikke may be a niche pick to some. But she's very put-together and devoted to her craft, which I admire. She carries herself with a grace that can grant wishful gazes, but also demands respect. She may not be the most approachable, but she is very pleasant to be around if she warms up to you. We go on walks together when we both manage to free up some time and the conversations I have with her are quite insightful.

3. Kaalaa Baunaa

Kaalaa Baunaa’s insights on the stars and where they reside has always been very interesting to me. I can find her outside some nights, and she’d share her thoughts on the little treasures in the sky. We share a similar view of the nature we take for granted. Maybe not the same parts of nature, but it’s nice to combine our perspectives in that way.

4. Tooth Fairy

Maybe it's because I look up to her, but I'd say that Tooth Fairy’s demeanor and classiness is quite pulling. She's a woman of many talents, so it's not hard to grow fond of her. I especially enjoy listening to her stories about her tooth collection. Each tooth has its own unique traits to them, and I share her enthusiasm for it.

5. Bette

Now, Bette may seem a bit out of place in this lineup, but I find her very endearing. She specifically reminds of dandelions; lively with big dreams for the future. I believe she can make it, just like the dandelions when they finally form florets and be free. I’m glad that she likes my company while preparing for auditions, even if I don’t get to do that often.

[aetirnum]

#AETIRNUM. a selective, private, low-activity multimuse featurng original characters, hoyoverse, reverse:1999 and etc. by saint. ( 21. they/vamp. ) no icon, minimal formatting, second-person prose. exploring the themes of love and its dangers, darkness of the human soul, lost of self, the importance of death and the like.

interaction.

i. i interact with all mutuals. i will post prompts, starter calls, etc etc if you wish to interact. i reply very slowly, as i run my own roleplay server and i have mental issues(tm) and can run out of battery. ooc wise, feel free to talk to me and whatnot! i can just be a bit slow, my apologies. you don't need to match my length: just put in the same effort as i do.

ii. i can write dark themes such as horror, gore, violence, cannibalism, toxic relationships etc. obvs i dont do taboo shit like incest, pedophilia, etc. go away. i don't mind shipping but prefer to do it with close friends. while i am fine with fade to black and suggestive themes i do not write smut with anyone other than my boyfriend. this is non-negotiable.

iii. i block who i want. i don't want prosh*ppers anywhere here. ideologies such as transmeds and being anti-self dx are also not welcome, esp if youre white youre very funny. idc about rp drama just dont be weird don't bring me into it and as long as you're not fucked up i gen dc. i won't always be here... i am a tired something-woman. please respect that.

other notes.

if i follow you, it means i want to interact with you, and i'd love to write with you! just please be patient with me. i study graphic design, but funnily enough im very tired of making tumblr gfx... not on anyone, just a preference! so i don't do heavy formatting or icons. if you write with me though, all i ask is to not make your text extremely small. i'm dyslexic, so it makes it very hard to read. thank you!

i write a lot of systems here, and i will mention if they ever switch, no worries. i am a system myself, so i really love them!

the writer.

hello! i am lucifer, or call me saint. i am a system host and multimedia student. i'm an artist and writer. i love slowpoke a lot. please show me slowpoke. i have been on the tumblr rpc for a loong time ( since i was... 12 at best... #veteran ) and i just recently came back, but only plan to do light activity. i'm 21 and i'm filipino. read more about me here! my discord tag is #loveits !

muses.

some of these don't have a link/carrd; it's a wip. edited from time to time... sawry.

high.

ayato. ⎯⎯⎯ genshin impact. 30. she/they. androsexual. isolde. ⎯⎯⎯ reverse:1999. 29. she/her. lesbian, did system. tartaglia. ⎯⎯⎯ genshin impact. she/he. 23. tmas butch lesbian. diluc. ⎯⎯⎯ genshin impact. he/him. 25. tmasc butch lesbian. ada mesmer. ⎯⎯⎯ identity v. 28. she/they. lesbian

secondary.

arcana. ⎯⎯⎯ reverse:1999. ???. she/it. lesbian. mahiru. ⎯⎯⎯ milgram. 23. she/they. bisexual. johann. ⎯⎯⎯ eternal return. 28. he/him. butch. lumine. ⎯⎯⎯ genshin impact. ageless. she/he/they. bisexual. vertin. ⎯⎯⎯ reverse:1999. 16. he/they. lesbian. sonetto. ⎯⎯⎯ reverse:1999. 16. he/they. lesbian. ena shinonome. ⎯⎯⎯ project sekai. 18. she/he. lesbian. kevin kaslana. ⎯⎯⎯ honkai impact 3rd. ???. he/she. thing. kafka. ⎯⎯⎯ honkai:star rail. 28. she/her. bisexual. kaalaa baunaa. ⎯⎯⎯ reverse:1999. 28. she/her. heterosexual. kujou sara. ⎯⎯⎯ genshin impact. he/she. 25. bisexual transmasc. otto apocalypse. ⎯⎯⎯ honkai impact 3rd. she/they. nonbinary. hysteria. aromantic: saviorsexual.

tertiary.

blade. ⎯⎯⎯ honkai:star rail. ??. he/she. transmasc lesbian. emil. ⎯⎯⎯ identity v. 25. she/he. transfem lesbian. tooth fairy. ⎯⎯⎯ reverse:1999. 25. she/her. lesbian. saeran choi. ⎯⎯⎯ mystic messenger. 21. he/they. transmasc. did system.

original.

shaira tiriza. ⎯⎯⎯ 28. she/they. did system. fides. ⎯⎯⎯ ageless; billion. she/he. star. amon. ⎯⎯⎯ ageless; 21 billion. she/he/they/it. star. fallere.⎯⎯⎯ ageless; 21 billion. she/they. star. celeste.⎯⎯⎯ ageless; older than us. she/her. the concept of ‘devotion’

[anonymocha]

i finally ate

[anonymocha]

Can we talk about Kaalaa Baunaa’s wilderness chat for a sec:

— • —

Kaalaa Baunaa: Have you noticed? This part of the sky is very different from the outside world.

Timekeeper: The solitude they endure is mirrored in the other's.

Kaalaa Baunaa: Ha... You're right.

Kaalaa Baunaa: The land is filled with too much noise, they're all in too much hurry... Full of joy and sorrow.

Kaalaa Baunaa: Only in the moment when we gaze upon the universe in its entirety, are we able to momentarily become one with eternity. Just as before we are born, and after we pass from this world.

— • —

Like, girl, wow, okay. Amazing. We need to meditate together. It’s gonna look like this.

[anonymocha]

sharing leftover energy bars with the doctor’s dogs

this ost on loop btw

[anonymocha]

Concept of wrestler Kaalaa Baunaa, lawn bowl Eternity, and shooter Medicine Pocket; Ready for the games!

[anonymocha]

Someone should stop me from drawing things

[anonymocha]

suddenly seeing parallels between kumar and medicine pocket

[anonymocha]

KAALAA BAUNAA................

[anonymocha]

[ LONG AHH POST ]

Proud to announce that the first revision of the half-serious full-insane Kaalaa Baunaa Wall is done… I haven’t seen an intensive Kaalaa Baunaa character analysis so I decided that I will do it myself. But feel free to correct me on stuff since, again, it’s half-serious and full-insane.

PDF:

Text version of the important stuff I wrote in case you don’t wanna zoom in or open the PDF under the cut. I won’t be pasting the event story takeaways because they are very long and full of unhinged Mocha jumpscares.

Personality

The following points are derived from here:

Methodical and steady in her approach to tasks.

Known for her soothing presence and being reliable in accomplishing tasks. Very punctual.

Has a contemplative nature, often preferring solitude and observation.

Friendly but rarely intimate.

Maintains a practical outlook, prioritizing efficiency over aesthetics.

Demonstrates a sense of conservationism, as seen in her choice to mend her glasses rather than replacing them.

Character Story Takeaways

Grew up with an astrological background but chose not to believe in its prophetic accuracy. “To hell with it!”

Kaalaa Baunaa was an abandoned child. She was found by Vaquini. her foster parent.

She often engages in misbehavior and fights as a kid. Vaquini would defend her.

She refused her destiny prescribed by her astrolabe, and doodled over it.

She emphasizes the importance of understanding the underlying causes behind events rather than accepting them at face value (or just seeing it as fate).

Voiceline Takeaways

She thinks that people focus too much on linear time and notes its subjective(?) nature. But she has a good perception of time herself.

Prefers Indian food.

Enjoys observing the night sky. She feels connected to it. Human society is complex, ever-changing, and influences her identity in ways she isn’t content about. But the constant nature of the night sky comforts her.

Is humble about her martial arts capabilities. This girl can hit……..

Delulu Corner

Interpretations + Summary of Takeaways

Keeps a steady and level-headed front despite often being anxious and full of doubt towards herself. It pours out when things get truly rough, with dismay and desperation.

Tends to overwork herself and struggles with self-care. She has the incentive to wind down but the guilt would take over her and lock her back into her lab. It is even implied to manifest as an illusory monster that stalks her down.

She held considerably little value towards aesthetics or cleanliness, prioritizing practicality above all. She easily brushed off rat feces in her lab this woman won the idgaf war. She cares more about research routines than things like that, or even more, rules imposed to her.

She may be enabling Kumar... She knows when Kumar is wrong or when Kumar is trying to mess with her but she doesn't necessarily call her out on it. Yes she is very observant towards stuff related to research and the arcane, but can be fooled/lead on otherwise. She may know it but she won't voice it.

She talks and contemplates to herself a lot. Probably a pace-around-the-room-lost-in-thought enjoyer.

Based on her past, she has a tendency to be rebellious and turn her back on certain systems despite being dependent on one herself

For some time, she is quite dependent on Kumar's presence and guidance. She puts a lot of trust in Kumar despite the many questionable things she did to her and the people around her.

(My Insanity) Her tendency to conserve, paired by her predisposition to methodical routines makes it difficult for her to move on from Kumar. And she struggles to properly open up about it or confront it. Kumar left her mark in her way of doing things. The constant nature of her approaches in work/life makes the echoes of Kumar also constant. She would love to break free from the cycle of remembering Kumar by doing things differently, or taking a long deserved break from work... But at the same time, she feels like throwing herself off this 'orbit' is unreasonable, unproductive, and unbecoming of her. So it Rots.

She probably keeps Kumar's glasses, Kumar's bullet, what else? :))

[anonymocha]

Celestial Body • Voyager x Kaalaa Baunaa

“The cosmos is within us. We are made of star stuff. We are a way for the universe to know itself.” —Carl Sagan

Synopsis — Voyager figured that it’s about time she revealed the true form she hid beneath her uniform to Kaalaa Baunaa, someone very close to her. Understandably, the reveal was quite a shock for the astronomer.

Words — 1.2K words.

CWs — Cosmic horror? I mean if a girl holds the essence of the fabrics of the cosmos in her very form and made me touch it, I would be horrified too.

A/N — This is like an elaborate coffee-induced BRAINSPILL, my bad. Voyager brainrot. May write another fic with this pairing that’s less “fuck it we ball” than this one.

The uniform she held onto for years upon years vanished into thin air, revealing the starry void that is her bare skin, illuminated by the moonlight.

“I told you… It’s nothing like yours,” Voyager chuckled, her voice soft.

And indeed, she spoke true. The only semblance of familiarity in her form was the faint outline of a slender humanoid figure she possessed. Otherwise, she’s a canvas painted with the colors of the cosmos. Kaalaa Baunaa's breath caught in her throat as her gaze trailed the patterns of stardust that danced across Voyager's skin. Cluster of stars, planets, nebulas, galaxies, supernovas, quasars, pulsars, and black holes, all woven together in a mesmerizing, swirling tapestry. Some parts of her body, like her face, arms, and legs, were still veiled by a layer of white. The very thing concealing her true nature from the others.

“Hmm?…” Voyager tilted her head as she approached the astronomer on the couch, giving her a closer look at her form. It’s almost intimidating, truly. Having who may be the essence of the universe itself towering over her in such proximity. Yet, there was no trace of arrogance in Voyager's demeanor, only a gentle curiosity that radiated from her being. It seemed that Kaalaa Baunaa’s reactions were quite a delight to this enigmatic creature. After all, who could blame an astronomer for being completely and utterly awestruck by a beautiful being, beyond her feeble comprehension, baring herself in front of her naked eyes?

To be in the presence of such magnificence was both humbling and exhilarating.

As Voyager drew closer, Kaalaa Baunaa felt a rush of emotions swirling within her like a black hole. She could sense the gravitational pull of Voyager's presence, a force that threatened to pull her into the depths of an unknown abyss.

And that description wouldn’t be too far off.

And in that moment, Voyager took Kaalaa Baunaa's trembling wrist, guiding it to her abdomen. Expecting to feel the warmth of skin, instead, Kaalaa Baunaa was met with a… Truly startling revelation.

“Ah!—” she gasped sharply when the flesh of her hand did not meet the resistance of Voyager’s skin. Instead, she felt her hand sink deeper into the alien’s abdomen. She’s… This… Her hand… It… It felt chillingly, hauntingly cold, and empty. The astronomer retaliated, pulling her hand out of Voyager’s abdomen in a cold sweat. What is this feeling? Horror? Fascination? Dread? Wonder?

“I’m sorry… I… Hah… It was too fast. I wasn’t ready,” the woman panted. Was that actually space, or was it something else? Another realm? A portal? A mirage? No. She couldn’t sense any illusions, or was her intuition failing her? Oh, it’s terrifying. She’s terrifying. She wouldn’t expect her work partner to contain the very universe within her all this time. The implications of what she had just experienced sent shivers down Kaalaa Baunaa's spine. Like an ant meeting a god, yet have no words to describe or comprehend what god is.

Voyager's eyes softened with understanding as she watched the turmoil unfolding within Kaalaa Baunaa's soul. She reached out a hand, her touch gentle, and cupped the astronomer's trembling cheek. It proved to be effective, the woman slowly calmed under Voyager's touch, her racing thoughts gradually subsiding as she focused on the warmth emanating from the alien's hand.

“I'm sorry for startling you…” the usually silent Voyager murmured, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of emotions that the astronomer couldn’t lay her finger on. “But I wanted you to see... to understand.”

“No… It’s alright, truly… I just… I… I’m sorry, again… I hope my reaction didn’t offend you… But what was that?” she leaned into Voyager’s touch, clinging to her hand like a vulnerable tiger cub.

Voyager could only respond by looking up in thought, before closing her eyes and shaking her head with a smile. “It’s okay…” Voyager mumbled, her voice barely a whisper against the backdrop of the silent room. “I understand that it's overwhelming… I don’t think I can describe it myself… But… That was me. As I am.”

Kaalaa Baunaa sighed, taking deep breaths. That wasn’t a satisfying answer at all. But in a way, she understood her place as a mortal, and how hard it would be for Voyager to explain herself to her.

“I don’t think I can ever wrap my head around it. I don’t think I can truly ever understand you, just like how I could never understand the universe itself. But I can do one thing I do best… I can try.” Kaalaa Baunaa looked up at the alien with determination in her eyes, a newfound resolve settling within her. She may never fully grasp the intricacies of Voyager's existence, but she was determined to cherish every secret they shared. This is a chance like no other, she thought. A chance to truly witness, even touch, someone beyond her with her own hands.

As Kaalaa Baunaa gazed into Voyager's eyes, she saw a reflection of her own curiosity and wonder mirrored back at her. That’s everything she needed to see.

With a newfound sense of awe and reverence, Kaalaa Baunaa reached out once more, this time with a steadier hand, and gently touched Voyager's abdomen again. This time, she felt the chill of emptiness and the vastness of space with a sense of reverence rather than fear. Each inch of her skin that passed through the other’s created soft ripples throughout the canvas, as if she were delving into a veil of mist. The stars would gleam against her skin and silver jewelries, casting brilliant colors unto her hand. Truly nothing like anything she has ever since before. Not even in the meditator’s realm.

The initial seconds of coldness were just as piercing as before. But the longer her hand lingered in there, the warmer it was. She couldn’t sense the celestial energies she commonly associated with the stellar. But she could feel something truly other. One that she could only describe as… Voyager herself. A cosmos unique to her. Such a revelation is… Endearing, to say the least.

This is the essence of the Voyager she held dear, a beloved friend and partner who is both beyond her yet incredibly connected to her, the same being who enjoyed playing the violin, the girl who admired animals and their sounds, and the mysterious entity who had captured her heart in ways she couldn't fully comprehend.

She felt… So small compared to this being. And yet, this being is embracing her with her essence, her love, her all.

What an honor. A privilege.

As Kaalaa Baunaa withdrew her hand, a sense of peace washed over her, replacing the initial shock and uncertainty with a newfound sense of acceptance and understanding. She looked at Voyager, her eyes alight with a newfound appreciation towards her.

The uncertainty, questions, bewilderment, and countless indescribable emotions stirred in her heart, but the astronomer smiled tenderly, her cheeks tinted with warmth. Is an answer what she wants? Not really… She doesn’t feel the hunger for explanations or justifications. It’s not something Kaalaa Baunaa wants to put her through. But instead… She wants Voyager to know one thing.

“You’re beautiful, dear, please remember that…” she rose from the couch, lacing their fingers together as she pulled Voyager into a gentle embrace, planting a kiss on the alien’s cheek. Voyager returned the embrace with a softness that belied her cosmic nature, her arms wrapping around the astronomer.

“You truly are… Out of this world. I love you. I truly, truly do love you.”

Despite everything, what matters the most to her, is to let Voyager know that she is loved and adored, no matter the mysteries that belies her.

The alien could only smile, as she always does.