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1st Key ❋ [Video / Action]
[The girl on the screen has pale hair and dark skin, save the very pale, near white birthmark beneath her eye. Tilts her head this way and that, then moves the video as if trying to get a better angle, wanting to understand exactly how it works. Her ears flick back and forth before perking straight up, twitchy and excited.]
…Hello? Is this…communication machine working? I heard someone speaking from it before and thought I might try it for myself. This place is…really quite amazing. I have never traveled to a city like this. I’m quite sure this isn’t where I was, but it’s just as strange how I came to be here. And I have never seen machines quite like this before, either. It’s all so curious. I don’t know where to start first! I wonder if Saxa has already found her way out. Hopefully she’s doing better than I am. I may have turned myself around a time or two just trying to find where I am. I would dearly appreciate someone telling me how to go about finding someone here, if it's not much trouble.
[Oh dear, she's been rambling hasn't she?]
I'm sorry for going on that way! It's just this place is nothing like I would have expected. I mean, the clocks only have twelve hours on them. I didn’t know that there were countries that used this kind of time-keeping anymore, but it must be very interesting. Why do you separate day into thirds? And the sun seems to move so quickly, it’s like the day is just flying by.
[Perhaps someone should step in before she continues to ramble about all the new things she's seen since she woke up by the fountain and spent the last hour wandering around looking at the buildings and whatever else she could. Or maybe someone might want to mention that there is something coming up behind her, an extremely pale girl with black hair that looks decidedly decomposed.]
{OOC: Feel free to run into to Toul before she speaks on the network, or after while she tries to deal with the ghoul who wants to kill her.}
…Hello? Is this…communication machine working? I heard someone speaking from it before and thought I might try it for myself. This place is…really quite amazing. I have never traveled to a city like this. I’m quite sure this isn’t where I was, but it’s just as strange how I came to be here. And I have never seen machines quite like this before, either. It’s all so curious. I don’t know where to start first! I wonder if Saxa has already found her way out. Hopefully she’s doing better than I am. I may have turned myself around a time or two just trying to find where I am. I would dearly appreciate someone telling me how to go about finding someone here, if it's not much trouble.
[Oh dear, she's been rambling hasn't she?]
I'm sorry for going on that way! It's just this place is nothing like I would have expected. I mean, the clocks only have twelve hours on them. I didn’t know that there were countries that used this kind of time-keeping anymore, but it must be very interesting. Why do you separate day into thirds? And the sun seems to move so quickly, it’s like the day is just flying by.
[Perhaps someone should step in before she continues to ramble about all the new things she's seen since she woke up by the fountain and spent the last hour wandering around looking at the buildings and whatever else she could. Or maybe someone might want to mention that there is something coming up behind her, an extremely pale girl with black hair that looks decidedly decomposed.]
{OOC: Feel free to run into to Toul before she speaks on the network, or after while she tries to deal with the ghoul who wants to kill her.}
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[Though the City is technically all Saya remembers, aside from the odd flash or the two vaguely familiar things she had to kill yesterday, she still senses the strangeness about it. The curses, the deities, and now this. She takes the girl's free and and starts off, moving as fast as she safely can with a passenger in tow.]
[She heads for the nearest multi-floor building and shoulders through the door uninvited. It's dark but at least there's a door to keep these things out for a while.] We should be okay for a bit, in here.
...I'm sorry about all this. [She manages a little smile, not intending or meaning to scare the poor girl.]
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Hehe...what do you have to be sorry for? You just saved my life!
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I'm sorry you have to go through it. Or any of us do, I guess. [She glances around and, finding nothing handy, starts wiping her knife on her skirt.] It has to be strange enough to be in a new place, let alone with these things attacking.
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It's all right, really. It's an unexpected adventure to wake up in a new place like this. [She should be taking advantage of it, even with the strange...creatures.] I'm more confused than anything. Was that...a person?
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[But unexpected adventure does make her smile, even as it highlights the deficiencies in Saya's own City life. What it must be like to have that sort of hope.]
I think they're made to look like people we know. But they're not. [the last is added in a hurry of jumbled words, so this girl wouldn't think Saya just senselessly slaughtered an actual person.] They just attack, and they're hard to take down. And if they bite you, you become one of them. [So be careful about this adventuring thing.]
There are lots of people around to help if you need it. You can always call me -- oh, my name is Saya. [...Come to think of it, she doesn't know her surname.] If you need anything.
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But even if that thing was trying to hurt me, I made a friend out of it, so things worked out in the end, I think. [She holds out her hand to Saya.] I'm Toul. It's been nice meeting you. Are you a native of this place or did you come to be here like I did?
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[Saya wipes some of the grime from her palm using the bottom of her shirt, and then shakes Toul's hand.] I came here, too. Just a couple of months ago. [At least, she assumes so based on the patchworking of information she'd received.]
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I guess we have a lot in common. Do you like it here? It was actually nice from what I saw...well, until the creature attacked me.
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I made a lot of wonderful friends. Sometimes strange things happen, called curses, but they're not as bad as [he gestures toward the door, indicating the maelstrom of zombies out there] all this.
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--She should really stop letting her mind wander off.]
How strange are the curses? Are they more like pranks? Do people get hurt?
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Some of them are pretty silly. Some of them make people behave differently... [she shrugs as if she hasn't thought much on the topic.] I haven't been effected by too many of them yet.
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Thank you for telling me. I try to find out as much as I can when I go into a new village. Not that I get to visit many other villages on my own like this. [It had only been in the last few months that she had been being given jobs of her own to complete without her Master there.]
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Are you used to having someone else with you? [She almost adds too on the end there, but then she really remember enough to claim familiarity with the experience.]
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[And she's no quitter. Of everything she's ever been called or done, she has never been known for quitting.]
And a door is a door whether it's physical or mystical. We just have to find it.
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