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~ Post 001 - Landing on Her Feet (open)
[Someone else has arrived in the City, landing in the fountain, which seems to be a tradition here. The screen of the device, which is waiting conveniently for the latest guest on the edge of the fountain, captures the woman as she surfaces, squints against the sun then quickly checks the water around her for her sunglasses. She notices the device, but is distracted when one of her hands locates her missing shades. She stands -- a woman in a tight, black wardrobe, leather belt with a gold skull buckle and two guns strapped to her thighs. The lower part of her legs are still in the water.
Her dark brown hair is pulled back in a long, French braid. She's wearing very little make-up, but then, she doesn't really need to wear much at all as her rather striking beauty comes through, even in this slightly bedragled state. Strands of her hair have come free from the braid and her clothing appears to have been dragged through some mud before her arrival. Her other hand reaches behind her for a small backpack and unerringly unzips the pocket she needs. A mobile phone drops out into her hand. She checks it for connectivity, but seems to be having trouble getting a signal. She sighs, slides a look to the device and walks toward it, water splashing a little as she moves. She leans closer, looking the item over with a 'hmmm', then she addresses whoever might be able to receive her message. She smiles a little, her voice is pleasant and the accent in definately British.]

Well, hello. This doesn't seem to be the ruins of Aztlán.
[She doesn't appear overly upset by this development as she slowly nods, once, toward the device.]
I suppose this is some sort of general feed video phone. Interesting. Strange place to leave it lying around. My phone... is wet and I need to make a few calls. Anyone at the other end?
Her dark brown hair is pulled back in a long, French braid. She's wearing very little make-up, but then, she doesn't really need to wear much at all as her rather striking beauty comes through, even in this slightly bedragled state. Strands of her hair have come free from the braid and her clothing appears to have been dragged through some mud before her arrival. Her other hand reaches behind her for a small backpack and unerringly unzips the pocket she needs. A mobile phone drops out into her hand. She checks it for connectivity, but seems to be having trouble getting a signal. She sighs, slides a look to the device and walks toward it, water splashing a little as she moves. She leans closer, looking the item over with a 'hmmm', then she addresses whoever might be able to receive her message. She smiles a little, her voice is pleasant and the accent in definately British.]

Well, hello. This doesn't seem to be the ruins of Aztlán.
[She doesn't appear overly upset by this development as she slowly nods, once, toward the device.]
I suppose this is some sort of general feed video phone. Interesting. Strange place to leave it lying around. My phone... is wet and I need to make a few calls. Anyone at the other end?
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Good morning. No, it is certainly not the ruins of Aztlán. But I'll certainly try to answer your questions to the best of my ability.
voice, out of courtesy
Good morning. Are you familiar with Mesoamerican mythology? Or is the name 'Aztlán' an unknown?
He's just shy, you see
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But as near as I can tell, there's nothing particularly ancient about it. Just...odd. How familiar are you with the multiversal theorem of existence?
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Action?
Absolutely!
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sorry, mother + hospital visits = stress...
Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. Hope everything's gonna be ok.
thank you, happens about twice a month now...
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Hellllllllooooooo, gorgeous. Where have you been all my life? Alternate timeline?
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Probably. This isn't Mexico, is it?
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Video; sorry for delay...
Vid; no worries!
Video; thank you!
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audio; not to worry!
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audio; if it makes you feel better, I forgot it was audio, too?
audio; thank you, it does make me feel better. :)
Action!
Hi. Do you need any help? [ Is she doing this deliberately? Could it be a curse? ]
Action is a 'go'!
Hello. Very kind of you to ask. I could... use some assistance getting out of the water.
[She doesn't need any such assistance, of course, but he seems eager to help.]
Action Jackson, then!
Oh. Yeah. Of course. Here. [ Have a hand offered so you can step up and out, beautiful lady. ]
Hellllllo, Action Jackson!
Thank you.
[She accepts his hand and manages to clear the edge of the fountain.]
I'm Lara.
[She turns his hold into a handshake and bestows upon him a radiant smile.]
Hi, there, how may I service your action today?
He smiles, helping her out, taking a step back. Lara's radiant smile, meet Scott's radiant smile. It's a radiant smile off. ]
I'm Scott. McCall. [ A beat. ] Are you new? [ Or a fan of fountains? ]
LMAO!
Lara Croft. Yes, I'm very new, as in, baptized-by-the-fountain new. I just arrived.
And would you like fries with that?
Onion rings, please.
Extra onion rings for the archaeologist!
Happy archaeologist!
KERMIT FLAIL
inability to type properly flail!
Your onion rings are ready, madam!
Yummy! Thank you!
You're welcome. Excuse me while we spruce up your intended table
Very kind of you.
Yes, well, it's my job
Self-appointed server of food to strangers!
Attractive strangers!
Ah, flattery...
The sincerest form of! Forget imitaton!
I will accept no substitute!
What about a doppelganger? BETTER than a substitute
But potentially more confusing! - and sorry for delay...
A lot more. Sigh. - NP!
thank you!
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