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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Fourteen)

I'd say it's hard to say. Kosh Naranek nearly died to a contact poison, while Ulkesh Kosh shrugged off an entire security division's worth of pulse plasma blasts.
Given that was Ulkesh, a large chunk of that shrugging off might have been through the power of sheer spite.

Remember kids: Kosh is chill, Ulkesh is an absolute asshole, and the majority of Vorlons seem to skew more towards the latter.
 
You didn't read the part where I mentioned that Kiro didn't believe his aunt's prophecy about the Shadows killing him?
Actually he did believe his Aunt's prophecy, he just discounted the threat of it because he thought she was talking about shadows and not The Shadows.

Like seriously, 1/10 of the entire Centuari population has death dreams, "seer" and "prophetess" are official court positions. Nobody impactful enough to get on the Soul Hunters radar isn't going to know these things.



I'd say it's hard to say. Kosh Naranek nearly died to a contact poison, while Ulkesh Kosh shrugged off an entire security division's worth of pulse plasma blasts.
His encounter suit shrugged off a significant portion of the reactor output of Babylon 5.


View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XM3peUICWqo

At which point he got pissed, popped open the top, and was about to tear the entire station apart with his bare tentacles until the piece of Kosh in Sherridan stepped up to fight him.
 
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Given that was Ulkesh, a large chunk of that shrugging off might have been through the power of sheer spite.

Remember kids: Kosh is chill, Ulkesh is an absolute asshole, and the majority of Vorlons seem to skew more towards the latter.
Also, it may be that Ulkesh was more heavily spec'd into combat and survival, while Naranek was mainly a diplomat or a teacher.
 
Psychoprompt (part 7) New
12th January 2257
08:12 GMT

"Ah, sir?"

I stop just before reaching the ship's toilet, then turn to look at the awkward-looking stewardess. "Yes."

"I'm afraid that bathroom is in use."

I tilt my head to the side slightly, then raise my eyebrows. "By the woman I came on board with?"

"Yes, that-." She blinks, blushing heavily. "Um. Ah."

"This can't be the first time-."

"Ah-h-. Just-." She leans in a little. "Try to keep the noise down, please?"

"Of course." I nod, turn back around-. And high-five the guy in the cheap seat who overheard and stuck his hand out. Open the bathroom door, and step in while an irate Lyta stands over the bowl.

"How-?"

I hold up my right hand to beg silence, and she bites her tongue. I press in, closing the door behind me before pulling back.

"How are we going to get out of here?"

I close my eyes and reach out

"We reach the jump gate in about thirty seconds. Then the shuttle will continue through hyperspace until it reaches the Sol gate. It won't be able to signal anyone who can do anything until that point."

"And?"

"Our best avenue for escape is if we're off before that happens and the shuttle continues on to its destination. It adds confusion as to whether we were on board or not."

"What, we're going to escape in a cargo pod?"

"No, they'd spot a cargo pod." I hold out my right hand. "Take my hand, please." She reach out-. "And try not to scream. The stewardess requested we keep it down."

She looks like she wants to protest, but take my hand anyway. Distance… Good, the light from the gate should make it harder to see us. I punch a construct through the hull, transition us outside and seal the hold before setting-

"GAH!"

-course for the next system over as the jump gate opens to our left.

At least she hasn't let go. Actually she's.. holding on quite hard.

Warp.

Stars blur around us as we leave the Epsilon System behind.

"There. Now, we should have a few minutes-."

"What the Hell just happened?!"

"Ah, okay. Did you actually read my mind-?"

"Yeah, and I felt dozens of people looking through your eyes! How did the telepath underground-." She looks around. "Are we going faster than light?"

"Yes. Ah. And I fear that you may be acting under a misapprehension."

"This is not a good time to tell me that!"

"Alright."

We continue speeding through interstellar space. Should we change direction..? I don't think so. Basically all the younger races are hyperspace-only as far as faster than light is concerned, and the vorlon ships which dropped off Ambassador Kosh and came to pick up Commander Sinclair both used the Epsilon gate. Which means that unless an actual Maltusian turns up, I don't think anyone would have the slightest idea-

"Well?!"

"You said it wasn't the time."

-that this is even possible. Though I've gotten the impression that the younger species think of the 'First Ones' basically as gods, so given that this is possible I can't assume that none of them can do it. But why would they care about one human telepath? It's really more likely that they'd be interested in me, and since we're parting company the moment we arrive, that should be-.

"Okay! Okay, it's.. time. Now, please."

"Short version: I got abducted by First Ones and they gave me a magic ring that lets me do whatever I want. Currently, I want to warp spacetime in such a way that I can travel thousands of times faster than light without leaving regular space, so that's what we're doing."

"And you're not part of the telepath underground."

"That what?" I frown at her. "What's the telepath underground?"

"…God. How did you know my code name?"

"Code name?"

"'Jean Grey'."

"She's a founding member of the X-Men. Female human red-haired telepath. I didn't know it was being used as a code name, and clearly the guy who came up with it should… Use something original in future."

"… X-Men?"

"It's a comic book. But I mostly know her from the nineties animated version where she uses telekinesis more than telepathy. And her hair was longer than yours."

"So you just guessed-. Because it-. God."

"Don't worry: my name's fake too."

"If you're not a telepath, and you're not in contact with any telepaths, why can I hear voices in your head?"

"Ah, you remember that panic a few days ago, because there was a Soul Hunter ship in the hangar?"

"That was you?"

"Yes. I'm not a Soul Hunter. I just robbed them. But it turns out that they either actually steal souls or they make engrams of peoples' minds that are sufficiently accurate to be people in their own rights. I'm storing a load of them at the moment. They can talk to me."

She nods slowly. "I'd think you were crazy if we weren't here right now."

"So why are you running from the Psi Corps? And why do they have any right to give you a deep probe just because you scanned an alien in the performance of your job? Wouldn't using commercial telepaths for intelligence gathering be a complete violation of professional ethics?"

She sighs. "Most telepaths are just.. regular people who can read minds. But Psi Corp does what it wants, and makes anyone who sees anything they don't want them to forget about it. They probably just want to see if vorlons are telepathic."

"And they can do that? There's no check-?" I nod. "The only people who can keep tabs on telepaths are other telepaths, and they're all on the inside."

"And that's just what I know about. I… Think I got out before I saw anything worse."

"Huh. And you're sure you want to go to the vorlons?"

"Yes. They've… Got a plan, that doesn't involve the Corp."

"Because I can take you literally anywhere. I've got some brakiri friends who can give you a job. The Psi Corps can't touch you if you don't go back to human space."

"That's-. No. I'm sure. If you don't want to take the risk, you can drop me off near the border and I'll-."

"The border's, like, three light years back. How would you like to be the first human to see a vorlon planet from orbit?"

"I-."

"Too late!"
 
We continue speeding through interstellar space. Should we change direction..? I don't think so. Basically all the younger races are hyperspace-only as far as faster than light is concerned, and the vorlon ships which dropped off Ambassador Kosh and came to pick up Commander Sinclair both used the Epsilon gate. Which means that unless an actual Maltusian turns up, I don't think anyone would have the slightest idea-
This proves he didn't try to scan Kosh's ship.

Also as a point, all the first ones have alternate means of FTL that they just dont use around the younger races because Hyperspace is hard to discover but easy to use and so makes species easy to catch before they get advanced enough to be a problem.


"The border's, like, three light years back. How would you like to be the first human to see a vorlon planet from orbit?"

"I-."

"Too late!"
The result of this would be Paul instantly dying as every defense system in orbit and on the planet opens fire at him.

Now, I'm sure if he actually goes through with it you won't have that happen for some reason, but that will be your author ex machina to keep your character alive after they make a monumentally stupid decision.
 
12th January 2257
08:12 GMT


"Ah, sir?"

I stop just before reaching the ship's toilet, then turn to look at the awkward-looking stewardess. "Yes."

"I'm afraid that bathroom is in use."
Heh, I see the idea. Quietly disembark mid-flight while out of sight and head off to wherever Lyta wants to go. I'm sure there'll be quite the fuss when the transport arrives short two passengers, though.

I tilt my head to the side slightly, then raise my eyebrows. "By the woman I came on board with?"

"Yes, that-." She blinks, blushing heavily. "Um. Ah."
Hmm, would this qualify as a 'Light-Year-high club'? 😘

"This can't be the first time-."

"Ah-h-. Just-." She leans in a little. "Try to keep the noise down, please?"
...Because of course someone's done it before.

"Of course." I nod, turn back around-. And high-five the guy in the cheap seat who overheard and stuck his hand out. Open the bathroom door, and step in while an irate Lyta stands over the bowl.

"How-?"
Heh. Some things never change, no matter how advanced the era.

I hold up my right hand to beg silence, and she bites her tongue. I press in, closing the door behind me before pulling back.

"How are we going to get out of here?"
Carefully, I would imagine, if only to avoid setting off an air-leak alert.

I close my eyes and reach out

"We reach the jump gate in about thirty seconds. Then the shuttle will continue through hyperspace until it reaches the Sol gate. It won't be able to signal anyone who can do anything until that point."
So they'll be leaving the ship before then. I doubt even he can manage a hyperspace transit without a ship.

"And?"

"Our best avenue for escape is if we're off before that happens and the shuttle continues on to its destination. It adds confusion as to whether we were on board or not."
I can imagine the questions when the PSI agents are there waiting for them to exit... And they don't.

"What, we're going to escape in a cargo pod?"

"No, they'd spot a cargo pod." I hold out my right hand. "Take my hand, please." She reach out-. "And try not to scream. The stewardess requested we keep it down."
Besides, they'd be seen going to the cargo bay. Which is likely not as comfortable as the passenger blocks.

She looks like she wants to protest, but take my hand anyway. Distance… Good, the light from the gate should make it harder to see us. I punch a construct through the hull, transition us outside and seal the hole before setting-

"GAH!"
Good, don't want to wreck the ship because of a single pinprick. Although the view must be amazing without anything in the way.

-course for the next system over as the jump gate opens to our left.

At least she hasn't let go. Actually she's.. holding on quite hard.
Given she's outside in space with apparently nothing between her and hard vacuum, you bet she's holding tight.

Warp.

Stars blur around us as we leave the Epsilon System behind.
That'll be an interesting sensor reading if anything picked them up. For one thing, there's no FTL drive that small in existence anywhere in their universe, is there?

"There. Now, we should have a few minutes-."

"What the Hell just happened?!"
Congratulation, Ms Alexander, you are now the second human to ever travel faster than light without a starship.

"Ah, okay. Did you actually read my mind-?"

"Yeah, and I felt dozens of people looking through your eyes! How did the telepath underground-." She looks around. "Are we going faster than light?"
I doubt it's anywhere near as fancy-looking as most sci-fi makes it look. A faint shimmer from blue in front to red behind, maybe.

"Yes. Ah. And I fear that you may be acting under a misapprehension."

"This is not a good time to tell me that!"

"Alright."
At least she has the sense to not try and attack him while they're out in the open. Or is simply too terrified to consider it.

We continue speeding through interstellar space. Should we change direction..? I don't think so. Basically all the younger races are hyperspace-only as far as faster than light is concerned, and the vorlon ships which dropped off Ambassador Kosh and came to pick up Commander Sinclair both used the Epsilon gate. Which means that unless an actual Maltusian turns up, I don't think anyone would have the slightest idea-
Another assumption based on too little information, but he can be excused for that.

"Well?!"

"You said it wasn't the time."
Amazing how quickly something amazing can become mundane. Especially once the adrenaline wears off.

-that this is even possible. Though I've gotten the impression that the younger species think of the 'First Ones' basically as gods, so given that this is possible I can't assume that none of them can do it. But why would they care about one human telepath? It's really more likely that they'd be interested in me, and since we're parting company the moment we arrive, that should be-.
Well, you hope you can leave promptly.

"Okay! Okay, it's.. time. Now, please."

"Short version: I got abducted by First Ones and they gave me a magic ring that lets me do whatever I want. Currently, I want to warp spacetime in such a way that I can travel thousands of times faster than light without leaving regular space, so that's what we're doing."
Well, close enough to the truth for government work, anyway.

"And you're not part of the telepath underground."

"That what?" I frown at her. "What's the telepath underground?"
Which is probably all the more terrifying to her. A complete unknown, carrying her god-knows-where wrapped in nothing but a glowing outline...

"…God. How did you know my code name?"

"Code name?"

"'Jean Grey'."
Okay, that did make me wonder when she didn't react to him using that name.

"She's a founding member of the X-Men. Female human red-haired telepath. I didn't know it was being used as a code name, and clearly the guy who came up with it should… Use something original in future."

"… X-Men?"
Either she's not up on vintage pop culture from two and a half centuries back, or someone in charge of her was.

"It's a comic book. But I mostly know her from the nineties animated version where she uses telekinesis more than telepathy. And her hair was longer than yours."

"So you just guessed-. Because it-. God."
Although they were very different shades of red. Mostly because of comic-book colouring styles.

"Don't worry: my name's fake too."

"If you're not a telepath, and you're not in contact with any telepaths, why can I hear voices in your head?"
Ah, now that might take some explaining.

"Ah, you remember that panic a few days ago, because there was a Soul Hunter ship in the hangar?"

"That was you?"
Technically, yes.

"Yes. I'm not a Soul Hunter. I just robbed them. But it turns out that they either actually steal souls or they make engrams of peoples' minds that are sufficiently accurate to be people in their own rights. I'm storing a load of them at the moment. They can talk to me."

She nods slowly. "I'd think you were crazy if we weren't here right now."
Hard to argue with something impossible by human understanding of everything.

"So why are you running from the Psi Corps? And why do they have any right to give you a deep probe just because you scanned an alien in the performance of your job? Wouldn't using commercial telepaths for intelligence gathering be a complete violation of professional ethics?"
Oh, where to start.

She sighs. "Most telepaths are just.. regular people who can read minds. But Psi Corp does what it wants, and makes anyone who sees anything they don't want them to forget about it. They probably just want to see if vorlons are telepathic."

"And they can do that? There's no check-?" I nod. "The only people who can keep tabs on telepaths are other telepaths, and they're all on the inside."
Since humans haven't devised any technological way of detecting telepathic energies, at least in general circulation.

"And that's just what I know about. I… Think I got out before I saw anything worse."

"Huh. And you're sure you want to go to the vorlons?"
Well, we know there's a bit of Kosh encouraging her to do so...

"Yes. They've… Got a plan, that doesn't involve the Corp."

"Because I can take you literally anywhere. I've got some brakiri friends who can give you a job. The Psi Corps can't touch you if you don't go back to human space."
Don't be too sure, Speaker. I'm sure they'd send covert operatives somehow.

"That's-. No. I'm sure. If you don't want to take the risk, you can drop me off near the border and I'll-."

"The border's, like, three light years back. How would you like to be the first human to see a vorlon planet from orbit?"
...Oh, that's going to raise so many alarms.

...So, so many alarms. 😨

Looks like at least one race is going to find out something about Speaker Paul's capabilities. Especially if he slides through their orbital defences like a gnat to deposit Lyta on the surface. Fortunately, I don't see the Vorlons sharing what they learn with anyone. Wonder if he'll hang around long enough to have a chat?
 
That'll be an interesting sensor reading if anything picked them up. For one thing, there's no FTL drive that small in existence anywhere in their universe, is there?
Yes, the Shadows have one and the Mindwalkers are their own FTL system.

I think the Vorlons also have one, but I'm not entirely sure and would have to check when I have access to my books.

Looks like at least one race is going to find out something about Speaker Paul's capabilities. Especially if he slides through their orbital defences like a gnat to deposit Lyta on the surface. Fortunately, I don't see the Vorlons sharing what they learn with anyone. Wonder if he'll hang around long enough to have a chat?
He shouldn't be able to slide through their orbital defenses period.

There are at least two First One species that use real space FTL, and the Vorlons designed their planetary defenses to try and defend against all the different First Ones.
 
Well, I hope the reactions aren't going to be skipped. My personal expectation is that vorlons are aware of what lanterns are, or at least of what a variant of a lantern is, and are just going to give Paul diplomatic recognition. Possibly public diplomatic recognition to make his life harder.
 
"She's a founding member of the X-Men. Female human red-haired telepath. I didn't know it was being used as a code name, and clearly the guy who came up with it should… Use something original in future."
I mean, to be entirely fair, somebody being slid across dimensions and forwards in time is pretty much the dictionary example of an Outside Context Problem.
(And while we do have canonical cases of people being thawed out from cyro-freeze, the odds of any of them being involved would be literally astronomical.)

She sighs. "Most telepaths are just.. regular people who can read minds. But Psi Corp does what it wants
"Yes. They've… Got a plan, that doesn't involve the Corp."
'Corps'.

So they'll be leaving the ship before then. I doubt even he can manage a hyperspace transit without a ship.]
I can imagine a jump-gate construct would be just a little complex, even for the Illustres.

I can imagine the questions when the PSI agents are there waiting for them to exit... And they don't.
'Psi Cops' is their title. Because of course it is.

That'll be an interesting sensor reading if anything picked them up. For one thing, there's no FTL drive that small in existence anywhere in their universe, is there?
Maybe some of the First Ones? But among the younger races, no. I think I recall one of the things making the White Stars revolutionary was they were a remarkably small ship to mount an onboard jump drive...

Technical aside: most B5 sensors and comms are tachyon-based, so they might be able to pick up something if somebody with the right kit was looking the right direction at the right time, but they would have no idea what they were seeing, given that as far as we know hyperspace, and hyperspace variants, are the only form of FTL in the universe. There is no normal-space-FTL at all (as I recall).

There's hyperspace, which everyone uses even though it's extremely turbulent and extremely dangerous; if you manage to wander off the beacon network, the odds of your ever being found again are slim to none and Slim left town. While it at least seems Euclidian, hyperspace isn't 1-to-1 with real space (this is one thing that allows for JMS' answer about how Starfuries "travel at the speed of plot"); lose track of the beacons and you have to either luck into finding them again while having no idea which way they were, or risk jumping out and either jumping into something or find yourself outside charted space by an unknown amount.

View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2k8SRxOYC_U

The Lost Tales introduced quantum space, which was as I recall what the Vorlons actually used (at least sometimes, anyway) and had finally been cracked by ISA scientists; basically it's a deeper layer of hyperspace. Opening a jump point to quantum space is much rougher and more violent than a normal jump point, but you get twice the speed.

View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4kqH_xN3uzM

Then there's Thirdspace. The Vorlons don't talk about Thirdspace.
Libera te tutemet ex inferis...

the vorlon ships which dropped off Ambassador Kosh and came to pick up Commander Sinclair both used the Epsilon gate
Vorlon ships naturally have their own jump drives, but the gate is convenient and diplomatic; but the curious thing though is that while the Vorlons use normal jump drives and jump gates, Shadow Battlecrabs are actually capable of phasing in and out of hyperspace on their own (the visual effect used is reminiescent of a classic Trek cloaking device), no jump point needed.

(And then there's whatever the heck the Walkers did that left Sakai stranded.)

...Oh, that's going to raise so many alarms.


...So, so many alarms. 😨

The punchline will be if they reach the surface and find a high muckety-muck Vorlon giving them the biggest stink-eye an encounter suit can give before chiming that is translated to "hmpf, took them long enough..."
 
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Well, here's the zany getaway scene that we expected...

"No, they'd spot a cargo pod." I hold out my right hand. "Take my hand, please." She reach out-. "And try not to scream. The stewardess requested we keep it down."

She looks like she wants to protest, but take my hand anyway. Distance… Good, the light from the gate should make it harder to see us. I punch a construct through the hull, transition us outside and seal the hold before setting-

"GAH!"

-course for the next system over as the jump gate opens to our left.

At least she hasn't let go. Actually she's.. holding on quite hard.

Warp.

Stars blur around us as we leave the Epsilon System behind.

There's just something about the casual bullshit you can do with a power ring that's just awe inspiring.

"What the Hell just happened?!"

"Ah, okay. Did you actually read my mind-?"

"Yeah, and I felt dozens of people looking through your eyes! How did the telepath underground-." She looks around. "Are we going faster than light?"

"Yes. Ah. And I fear that you may be acting under a misapprehension."

"This is not a good time to tell me that!"

"Alright."

Yeah, if you're going to be spending time with Babylon!Paul, you better get used to it.

"Okay! Okay, it's.. time. Now, please."

"Short version: I got abducted by First Ones and they gave me a magic ring that lets me do whatever I want. Currently, I want to warp spacetime in such a way that I can travel thousands of times faster than light without leaving regular space, so that's what we're doing."

"And you're not part of the telepath underground."

"That what?" I frown at her. "What's the telepath underground?"

The fact that telepath underground exists should ring alarms in peoples minds. But the general public doesn't care.

"…God. How did you know my code name?"

"Code name?"

"'Jean Grey'."

"She's a founding member of the X-Men. Female human red-haired telepath. I didn't know it was being used as a code name, and clearly the guy who came up with it should… Use something original in future."

"… X-Men?"

"It's a comic book. But I mostly know her from the nineties animated version where she uses telekinesis more than telepathy. And her hair was longer than yours."

"So you just guessed-. Because it-. God."

I KNEW it!! She had no clue about the reference, but as was noted, her contact/handler definitely is a vintage pop culture fan.

"Ah, you remember that panic a few days ago, because there was a Soul Hunter ship in the hangar?"

"That was you?"

"Yes. I'm not a Soul Hunter. I just robbed them. But it turns out that they either actually steal souls or they make engrams of peoples' minds that are sufficiently accurate to be people in their own rights. I'm storing a load of them at the moment. They can talk to me."

She nods slowly. "I'd think you were crazy if we weren't here right now."

...yeah, zooming through real space faster-than-light would do that.

She sighs. "Most telepaths are just.. regular people who can read minds. But Psi Corp does what it wants, and makes anyone who sees anything they don't want them to forget about it. They probably just want to see if vorlons are telepathic."

"And they can do that? There's no check-?" I nod. "The only people who can keep tabs on telepaths are other telepaths, and they're all on the inside."

That wasn't by design, but it is now. The Psi Corps of today is only loyal to itself, not to humanity, not to Earth, and definitely NOT EarthGov. You can thank the Shadows for that...if I remember that info right.

"The border's, like, three light years back. How would you like to be the first human to see a vorlon planet from orbit?"

"I-."

"Too late!"

...dude, if they're even capable of it anymore, being energy beings, the Vorlons would absolutely *lose* their *shit* about this.

Also, the way Babylon!Paul said that was funny, it got a chuckle out of me.
 
There is no normal-space-FTL at all (as I recall).
The Torvorus Speculators had their short hop system and the Kirshiaric Lords their gravity based system.

Shadow Battlecrabs are actually capable of phasing in and out of hyperspace on their own (the visual effect used is reminiescent of a classic Trek cloaking device), no jump point needed.
Shadow ships can also create hyperspace tunnels.

That's how Sheridan managed to make the trip to Zha'ha'dum so quickly.


There's hyperspace, which everyone uses even though it's extremely turbulent and extremely dangerous; if you manage to wander off the beacon network, the odds of your ever being found again are slim to none and Slim left town. While it at least seems Euclidian, hyperspace isn't 1-to-1 with real space (this is one thing that allows for JMS' answer about how Starfuries "travel at the speed of plot"); lose track of the beacons and you have to either luck into finding them again while having no idea which way they were, or risk jumping out and either jumping into something or find yourself outside charted space by an unknown amount.
Hyperspace isn't just not 1 to 1 with real space, distances actually change.

(And then there's whatever the heck the Walkers did that left Sakai stranded.)
That was their dimensional drive.
 
Yes, the Shadows have one and the Mindwalkers are their own FTL system.
The Shadows don't actually. While all the First Ones like Hyperspace because they are all advanced enough to fuck with it to a similar manner to the Forerunners and Slipspace, the Shadows are the undisputed masters of Hyperspace. They can even warp Hyperspace into wormholes.

Babylon 5 Roleplaying Game 2nd Edition: Drakh Page 8

Space around the gathered space arks boiled and twisted, and hundreds of Shadow vessels slipped out of the darkness. They wove a net of folded hyperspace around the arks, transporting them in the blink of an eye to the Drakh's long-promised true homeworld.

Z'ha'dum. Sha'las, The Ending Place.
Babylon 5 Roleplaying Game 2nd Edition: Drakh Page 66

One of these secrets has fallen into the hands of the Drakh; they have the technology to create wormholes through hyperspace. These wormholes are referred to as causeways by the Drakh. To create a causeway, the Drakh need to place two steles in hyperspace, one at either end of the intended jump route. These steles are large devices, about the size of a shuttlecraft, containing dimension-warping engines of the Shadows. When the two steles are in place, they must both be activated simultaneously, destroying them both as they smash a tunnel through the higher dimensions. The wormhole created by the steles allows virtually instantaneous travel between the two points where the steles were. A ship enters one end of the wormhole and leaves by the other end a few seconds later, crossing hundreds of light years in an eye blink. The wormhole entry points exist simultaneously in hyperspace and realspace, allowing ships without a jump engine to use them.

The wormhole lasts for some time after the stele have been destroyed, depending on local hyperspace conditions. In general, a causeway is completely dependable for six hours after it has been created but begins to decay after that as the gravitational tides of hyperspace erode it. Still, some causeways have lasted centuries or longer, although they become progressively riskier to traverse – three ships might enter a causeway but only one comes out the other end, with the other two being dumped somewhere in between in the trackless depths of hyperspace, or worse, falling into some unknown otherspace.

You might be thinking about how the Shadows can all phase into their own personal dimension.
Babylon 5 Roleplaying Game 1st Edition: Darkness and Light, Page 88

The same legends spoke of the Shadows' incredible powers of stealth, how they were able to pass unseen even into the heart of their enemies' fortresses. While the Shadows are stealthy, this does not begin to describe the nature of the Shadows. Their ships give a clue – Shadow vessels are able to phase directly into hyperspace without needing a jump vortex. The Shadows have mastered this ability to such an extent that they existed in this 'phase space', in a sub-dimension similar to hyperspace. The Shadows can move in and out of phase space at will. While out of phase with normal space, a Shadow is immaterial, intangible, undetectable and quite possibly unreal.

In simple terms, the Shadows are capable of walking through solid objects and of being as solid or immaterial as they desire. Presumably, a Shadow can fly by reducing its 'reality' until the gravity of realspace did not affect it, then moving in the masslessness of phase space. This ability is also used defensively – a Shadow struck by a blast from a weapon could twist away into phase space, dodging the blow by moving in a direction the energy could not go
But there's no evidence they can use this for personal ftl.
 
The fact that telepath underground exists should ring alarms in peoples minds. But the general public doesn't care.
It's been awhile, but as I recall (and as I mentioned before) the 'mundanes' generally regard 'teeps' in the same way Marvel Civilians regard mutants; distrust and fear at best.
(...which means whoever gave Lyta her codename may have had another layer of meaning to it...)

It's a shame that the telepath arc got such an...underwhelming conclusion, but given how things went at least it got one.
JMS had everything planned out, ahead of time (a rare thing then, even more now) for a full five-season story arc. Going into season 4, he was told the company that was syndicating the show wasn't going to pick up Season 5. This was unfortunate, but he had planned ahead - there were "off ramps" built into the story both for the plot and for actors (the latter being used for both Sinclair, whose actor was suffering from increasingly severe schitzophrenia (that JMS kept quiet at his request, leading to some of his co-workers going "man, what an asshole" at the time and then "...oh. That explains SO much" when it came out much later), and Talia Winters, whose actress had creative differences regardiing her role).

So an off-ramp was taken to wrap things up with season 4; essentially, the B-plot was excised from the scripts, which allowed two seasons' worth of A-plot to be compressed into one. This means S4's pacing can be somewhat fraught, but the story was wrapped, the story was told, and everything was good.

...then (as I recall) literally at the S4/series wrap party JMS got a call from his agent who told him that suits from TNT had contacted him saying how much they loved the series and that they were picking up season 5.

Whoops.

A mad scramble ensued. They had natually let all the actors look for other work, but they managed to get almost all of them back. The biggest excption being Claudia Christian, who had another project lined up; this is why Ivanova got her own command and was a guest-star in S5, replaced as the station's XO by Elizabeth Lochley. (The fans, of course, hated this.) The bigger problem was a plot, given the story was wrapped; basically the cut B-plot got fished out of the cutting-room trash bin and given a coat of spit and polish to become the A-plot of the first half of S5, which is why the arc is considered the show's weakest and main antagonist Byron is all but universally reviled...

...given what TNT wound up doing to Crusade, one might forgive JMS had he just said "sorry, no, we're done".
 

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