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[sadandsingle]

Hello? [You can't really see much of anything for a moment, until Tosh pushes herself up into a sitting position on a pile of sand, fumbling for her device. She's been in better shape; right now, she looks exhausted, like she hasn't slept or eaten for more than a day, and she's been crying, to boot. Oh, yeah, and her clothes are ripped, dusty, and have bloodstains on them. She pushes her glasses up for a moment, pinching the bridge of her nose, before she begins speaking again.]

I have to say, this isn't what I expected. Though, after speaking with Owen, I'm not sure I expected anything at all.

[She scoops up a handful of sand and watches the grains fall through her fingers - then, because it's the scientific sort of thing to do, she takes another handful, sniffs it, and...yep, licks a few grains.]

Well, the sand seems ordinary enough. And what about this thing? What is it?

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[fatespoken]

You might catch something from that.

[sadandsingle]

It's only a few grains; the odds certainly seem to be in my favour.

[fatespoken]

You're in the City: alternative universe, no way out, one way in, curses every few days.

Questions?

[sadandsingle]

How did I get here?

[fatespoken]

After being here for three years, I can tell that I have no idea.

Who did it? Probably the deities.

[sadandsingle]

What sort of deities?

[fatespoken]

Depends on your definition: what would you call a deity?

[sadandsingle]

Are they from any Earth pantheons, or are they native to this place?

[fatespoken]

Personally, I don't think they're from any pantheons. They're figures, with power, who've only named themselves gods.