remote viewing

“Ecstatic,” I answered dryly, opening both eyes as Adam wished a rock out of his pocket and threw it at my head. I caught it with an absent thought, turning the perfectly smooth sphere over a few times with my mind. I’d made it with Ereb earlier to help with my experiment, which had been simple enough, but I looked it over carefully as I shifted it this way and that.

And then I looked through it.

Remote Viewing (Active) LV1 EXP: 3.07% MP: 500
The ability to observe objects beyond one’s range of sight through supernatural means. By gathering and removing the Aura surround an eye, the user of this skill may invisibly mark an object, enabling them to see through it as if they were present. While an object is so marked, however, the corresponding eye is blinded—or rather, sees only what occurs within the vicinity of the mark.
Maximum number of marks: 2.
Maximum range: 100 kilometers.
Additional 500 MP consumed per minutes.

I peered out through the surface of the stone, looking back at myself curiously. I’d grown older again, recently, a further result of my constant Acceleration, but the process already seemed to be slowing down. Though looked like I was swiftly approaching my twenties, I should have appeared older than that by now—several years older, if anything. But I didn’t, presumably because my power was already starting to preserve me. It was something to keep in mind, though I was more grateful than anything at the moment; people had already commented that I was growing quickly, after all, and while no one seemed suspicious, I’d rather not have to hide my face if I ended up looking like I was thirty. This, however, I could play off easily enough.

Putting those thoughts aside, however, I returned my focus to the stone and how my senses flowed through it. I’d sent Adam out primarily to help me test it out by carrying it beyond the clarity of my senses—and all the while, I’d played might my new eye in a number of ways, checking to see what worked and what didn’t.

The good news was that most of my powers worked through it normally. I could see things with the range of vision allowed by my Clairvoyance and though it was supposed to be sight-only, my ESP allowed me to stretch my other senses through it, monitoring the object’s surroundings. Attempts to use my Clairsentience through it hadn’t yielded any immediate results, but I’d succeeded in feeling things and that gave me hope that I could make a breakthrough by improving my skill with Remote Viewing, ESP, or both. Even if channeling my Psychokinesis through it was likely impossible, just being able to heal, support, and watch over my allies would be a huge boon.

Unfortunately, there were a few…not quite downsides, but things I’d been a bit disappointed at being unable to do. I saw through the mark upon the object, not through the object itself—that is, the stone itself hadn’t been my eye, just its socket. Sadly, that meant I couldn’t see through the entirety of what I touched like I could with my skin and I could only change my viewpoint in limited ways, looking around as if with a normal eye. Sadly, that meant I couldn’t see everything around my marked object, just what was in front of it, meaning I’d need to pay attention to positioning.

Additionally, I couldn’t see through my mobile eye while inside of Naraka. It didn’t automatically break the connection, but I couldn’t see anything through it, presumably because being in another dimension counted as being more than a hundred kilometers away. My vision had returned to me after I crossed back over, but…well, it was a bit sad that I couldn’t get around that issue.

Also, the eye I’d used—my left one—had remained blind throughout that process. That wasn’t a huge concern for me, truth be told, because with the breadth of my vision the loss of an eye was almost meaningless, but it had been worth noting. More than that, however, I’d been disappointed to find that I could only mark two objects, at least for the moment. I’d have liked to mark various areas for monitoring, and I’d have been happy to sacrifice the sight of, say, my finger tips to do it. Alas, it wasn’t meant to be.