1st Bite } Video

[duplify]

[ the feed flickers on to show a girl, no older than eighteen, giving the device something of a squint; a mark of annoyance, irritation as she rakes a hand through still damp hair, before she lifts her brown gaze away from it, to look around the place. ]

Well...at least I'm not back in Mystic Falls. [ It's a passing remark, before returning her attention to the feed, her initial look of irritation holding, mixing with curiosity. ]

[ A beat.] This is all just a bit...rude, don't you think? Getting dumped into a fountain hell knows where? [ how did anyone even manage to sneak up on her, let alone bring her here? ] I hope no one thinks that a new phone makes up for the ruined clothes and derailed plans. [ her voice drips with disapproval. By the sound of it, someone clearly had plans to attend to, and the girl was none too happy about them being cut short.]

[ she pushes out a sigh.] I think at this point, I'd actually appreciate any information anyone gives me.

[ Her eyes narrow just a fraction, momentarily, before she ends the feed.]

Comments

[synanthrope]

Probably.

[duplify]

Mm.

Care to help a girl out? What is this place?

[synanthrope]

It's called the City. It's a pocket dimension.

[shall_yield_us]

And you'd do what for it? Pay how much and how?

Private

[worldofourown]

The information you get might not be to your liking.

[duplify]

[ she raises a brow. Was this guy actually serious? ]

Nothing? Unless this information is something so much more interesting than everything else I've heard?

Private

[duplify]

I'd like it more than being completely without it...

Private

[worldofourown]

Very well.

[Fanfare.]

Welcome to Hell.

[duplify]

...the City? How original.

[ A beat.] ...and by pocket dimension, you mean what? That this is a completely different world? [ Skepticism is go.]

[synanthrope]

Yes, and yes.

Private

[duplify]

[ She can't help an amused snort. ]

Seriously? [ a beat.] Well, I guess it could've been worse.

...care to elaborate though?

[duplify]

[ ok. So this was a girl of few words. To the point.

Just what Katherine appreciated.]

Great. And let me guess? I can't go back home.

Private

[worldofourown]

This is charming realm controlled by beings calling themselves 'Deities'. They amuse themselves by cursing the people here.

...Oh, and you can't leave unless they feel like sending you back.

[Fun!]

[synanthrope]

Not yet.

voice;

[brobeforehos]

You know, you look like an English Literature professor I used to have.

We have towels.

[signatures]

[ He laughs, slightly, a mild chuckle. ]

Very rude. But you'll find the people here don't much care for etiquette.

voice;

[duplify]

Do I? [ She actually sounds curious.]

...towels? Those would definitely be useful. Where?

[likeboudica]

[ That looks like— ] Elena?

[duplify]

[ Though she smirks back, it's only half-hearted. She's still silently seething about her arrival.]

Oh, I'm getting that much.

So. Is getting dropped into a fountain the standard welcome here? Wherever here actually is.

[duplify]

[ ...one. This girl looks like Elena. Which means she also looks like her, which makes Katherine do a slight double-take.

Two. This girl thinks she is Elena. Which means her doppelgänger is here too. ]

[ So the question is, just what sort of lie to make up? ] I'm Katherine.

[ a beat.]...Elena is here?

[likeboudica]

[ So she isn't Elena?

That's just— another person who looks like her? The City truly is strange. ] Katherine. My apologies. I'm Theresa Gray.

[ Wait. They even know one another? ] Yes. [ It comes out a little unsure, even though it isn't actually a question. ]

voice;

[brobeforehos]

Yes - though, granted, that was during a curse. Do you remember a curse? Or, actually, nevermind. You just got here, didn't you?

There's a shop that sells bathroom supplies - I work there.

[duplify]

[ Huh. This girl sounds a bit old fashioned. Katherine wonders from what time she's from. Maybe she was alive during this one's lifetime too.

She offers a small smile; innocent and politely unreadable. Time to remember old days. ] Oh, it's not fault of yours, Theresa. It's a common mistake.

[ A small shrug, a nod. ]Elena and I are related, if you couldn't tell...[ 500 years apart, but those were details, right? ] So you could say its something of a pleasant surprise that she is here.

[ 'pleasant' in that Katherine wasn't the only one from her world to have been dumped here. 'Pleasant' in knowing that not only she would have to suffer through these 'curses' she's been hearing about. ]

[shall_yield_us]

Well, darling, you're stranded in a position of what I assume must be considerable disadvantage, I think-suspect-believe-have it that you should indeed pay for anything that might give you better footing. Besides of which, now's when you're likeliest to agree to it, so of course I must ask. Shouldn't everyone?

[dudeimbatman]

Great. So you don't remember being here. Friggin' fantastic. I'm out a receptionist 'til you catch up.