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. 004 [Video] [grab bag weekend]
[The video starts rather suddenly, at an odd angle, like the device has been dropped. And it shows a little girl, swinging from a tree branch.
She's a very familiar looking little girl, with auburn hair and bright blue eyes, dressed up in very regal clothing (which she doesn't seem to particularly care about keeping nice), laughing as she swings back and forth, before hopping down and picking up the device, squinting and staring at it oddly.]
What in the world is this thing...? It looks like a box...ooh, I wonder if there's treasure in it!
[She frowns, determined to open this weird little thing up, poking at the device and making a series of funny faces at it as she looks for some sort of button or latch or opening. At one point, she tries to forcibly pry it open, turning it off for a moment or two before it turns back on. Having determined that no, this funny little thing does not open, she sighs over-dramatically.]
Drat. I guess there's no treasure in here after all.
[Thoroughly disappointed, she drops the device back on the ground, putting her hands on her hips looking around.]
Now...where am I?
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theroyalshvibzik. Come Monday, Anya will remember none of this weekend. And...uh, try not to inform Anastasia about the fate of her historical counterpart? I think it'll scare her.]
She's a very familiar looking little girl, with auburn hair and bright blue eyes, dressed up in very regal clothing (which she doesn't seem to particularly care about keeping nice), laughing as she swings back and forth, before hopping down and picking up the device, squinting and staring at it oddly.]
What in the world is this thing...? It looks like a box...ooh, I wonder if there's treasure in it!
[She frowns, determined to open this weird little thing up, poking at the device and making a series of funny faces at it as she looks for some sort of button or latch or opening. At one point, she tries to forcibly pry it open, turning it off for a moment or two before it turns back on. Having determined that no, this funny little thing does not open, she sighs over-dramatically.]
Drat. I guess there's no treasure in here after all.
[Thoroughly disappointed, she drops the device back on the ground, putting her hands on her hips looking around.]
Now...where am I?
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[Even though the English is clumsy and heavily-accented, there's an unmistakeably scolding tone to it.]
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[Wait, she sort of recognizes that accent. She's heard people back home speaking English with accents like that! Time to switch to the mother tongue!]
Wait. Are you Russian?
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[No need to advertise her royal status to potential new friends who could treat her different because of it.]
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Nastya? I'm Pavel.
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Nice to meet you, Pavel! Do you know where we are?
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Good to meet you, too, but I don't know where we are. There are papers in the house I'm in and I haven't looked at all of them. If one of them say where we are I'll tell you right away.
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Maybe one of them says something! I'm in a park, I'm gonna see if I can find somebody who knows what's going on!
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[Gosh, Nastya, Earth has been in contact with aliens forever. Where have you been?]
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[You can hear the disbelief and wonder in her voice. Gawd, she's from 1916, cut her a break man.]
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[He sounds less sure of himself. This place is strange.]
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[She's just in awe. Aliens! Real live aliens, like from books!]
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If you meet one, you shouldn't touch his ears, even if they're pointed. I got in trouble for that, although it wasn't my fault that he was sitting so I could reach his ears.
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Oh...I guess that makes sense. I don't think I'd like having my ears touched, and they aren't pointy...are Vulcan's related to elves?
[You are so wise with your knowledge of aliens...]
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It's much farther than anything in the Sol system--sixteen light years away.
Everyone knows that elves aren't real. They're just in stories.
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[He's wise, but he's also weird. If aliens are real, then it's just silly to say that elves can't be.]
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[Seriously, what's so hard to understand about that?]
I'm going to get food. I'll share it if I can find you.
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[But she still likes you, so its okay.]
I don't think I'm going to go too far from the park. Mother says its safer to stay in one spot if you get lost...but I'll see what I can find out, okay?
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[At least she didn't say he's wrong. They can leave it at that.]
Okay. If you find a fountain, you can stay there, maybe? I have another friend who was stolen, too, and that's where he is.
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