"We cannot scan it properly." Captain Leda explained to her counterpart. "We call it a Nebula for want of a better term, but it is actually...something else."
"Is it sentient? Like Vampire Me says?" Leda asked her.
"If so it is not a sentience we can understand. It is, according to her, a being of pure chaos. Neither the laws of physics, nor of magic apply to it. And yet, music can contain it."
"Let's hope so." Leda's hand once more rested on her belly, in an unconscious gesture of protection. As if she could hug her unborn child through the flesh of her body.
"It irks you, does it not, to be left behind in this way?"
Leda smirked. "In a way I suppose. Normally I'd be charging into battle for friend and family, yeah. But when it comes to more existential stuff...if that's the right word, my instinct is to run away."
"You run towards physical danger, but flee from emotional turmoil?"
"That's the one. So going up against a fascist megalomaniacal version of myself? Someone who looks like me but represents everything I despise, scares the shit out of me." She looked down at her abdomen. "Thanks for giving me an out." she cooed.
"Captain?"
"Yes Commander?"
"We're ready. Captain."
"Very good. You may commence."
"Aye aye, Captain Mom!" Sila broke in. It was a testament to the stress they were all feeling that the emotionless Space Elf snorted in brief laughter.
The bards assembled from across the multiverse began to play, using their instincts to tap into the
music of the spheres.
"Now we have to trust our other selves to put an end to the disturbance at it's source."