Chromatophage

My mother kept me super busy for a couple days, but I was finally able to get back to the terminal today. It was a bit hard for me to focus, though. I thought about continuing my grid search, but just didn’t feel like it. But as I was staring at the jar of rainbow (Yes it’s a terrible name), I thought about how nothing bad happened to me when some of it got in my mouth. I know it’s not normally encouraged, but I decided to try drinking a little more. The flavor was interesting and, like I said, nothing bad happened.

I got my measure kit out and found the cup, measuring out just one ounce. Just a swallow, really, and that’s what I did. I drank that ounce of rainbow liquid. It stung my throat on the way down. It churned my stomach and I nearly lost my breakfast, but I held it down. Soon enough, the pain went away and I felt...lighter. And I had so much more energy, it was incredible! But that’s not the craziest thing.

In my giddiness and rush of energy, I jumped around a bit flapping my wings. And I noticed that my feathers were glowing. My primaries and secondaries were glowing like they were filled with light bulbs. I craned my neck to see what I could and also noticed that my cutie mark was glowing too! It was crazy.

I decided to test the light coming from my wings and cutie mark in the north east corner where the light barely ever reaches. My wings put off enough light to see everything pretty decently. It wasn’t enough to read by, but I could definitely see all the debris and furniture that was knocked over. I started with the cabinet where I had found the jar. I picked it up and put it in place against the wall. I noticed a paper in the cabinet that I hadn’t seen before and left it there, resolving to bring it back with me when I was done straightening up. I fix it up pretty good, making it look like a proper office with a desk on one wall flanked by filing cabinets. The old couch I left on he opposite wall.

I ended up moving one of the filing cabinets to the entrance, as I kept finding papers and documents so I began filing them away. Well, stuffing them in is more accurate since I couldn’t really see what was on any of the documents. When I was done in the office, I pushed my filled filing cabinet over to my table where there was light. Fading light but light, nonetheless. Then I remembered that first piece of paper and went back to get it. I realized as I brought it out with me, that it was a different size from all the other papers I had collected. When I got it to the table, I realized that it was the perfect size to use as a label for the jar of rainbow. I was able to read it as the sun was going down:

Final Jar of Spectra from Pegasus Device 001

So I found out the rainbow fluid is called Spectra. I’m gonna have to go back in tomorrow and organize all those papers I found. See if I can find out more about this Spectra.

The glow from my wings went down with the sun as well. And I felt really heavy and tired. Some sort of energy crash, I assume. With the glowing and the crash, I’m thinking it’ll be a good idea to not drink anymore of that Spectra. At least not until I read through all those documents and get checked out by the royal physician.