genessia | 01 (Take Two)

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01 (Take Two) - Arrival Log

Who: Adela (

enchantressofore) & OPEN
What: A new awakening in a city she had left before, at least before she had the chance to get acquainted with it. Hopefully, things will be different this time.
Where: The Bay (Genessia City), leading to elsewhere in Genessia City.
When: December 23rd, Early Afternoon

It felt like she was waking from a dream. The first thing that went through her mind was the feeling that she was cold.

She was groggy when she tried to wake up, taking a moment to notice the bundle on her chest, along with the necklace with that large green gem. This felt familiar in a way, like she had done it before. But it was such a far off feeling, was it déjà vu? She didn't know for sure.

She used her cloak to wrap around her body tightly, keeping everything close before she went through everything – the pamphlet, her device, and the hologram on some of the dry land in the cave. Apparently, the first thing she needed to do was to go to a starter apartment. But why was she there? What was Genessia, and why was she no longer in Nautilus? Nehra, it felt like things were finally quieting down when this happened.

But, there was no point on dwelling on it -- at least, not then and there. That would only serve to make her sick from the cold.

It was with some discomfort that she trekked through the shallow water, looking around in silence. It was disconcerting, knowing she couldn't bend there. She felt her magic, but she knew she wasn't nearly as powerful as she had been. Worse still, she was alone there. Nothing at all was familiar anymore. Every so often she would stop, looking over her device and her map. She didn't want to approach anyone, which meant she was made to wander around the city in silence. At least, unless someone else approached her first.

It was also possible that, while looking over everything, she would walk right into someone else out of not paying attention. She grunted with the impact, flushed from the cold and looking to the person she'd bumped into with a tired glance.

"My apologies. Are you all right?" She offered the apology, figuring that courtesy was the least she could offer the other person.

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"I've never heard of it, what's it like?"

Peter shook his head, offering a cheerful chuckle. "Nope! Nothing at all! All the time in the world!" He moved into step with her.

"I don't have to go to school here, so it's great!"

"Nautilus is a living city, and it is... I suppose the best way to describe it would be as a being of chaos. It changes reality at its whims, doing things like changing our bodies into other creatures, or dropping three feet of snow everywhere all at once," Adela said, unsure if she was really getting it across well but at the same time trying to avoid mentioning some of the nastier things about it.

"... I fear I may come to miss it. I know I already miss those I have met there."

It sounded like an interesting place to him, actually, but he wondered how that would work.

"Changing reality? It sounds cool, do you know how it does that?"

Peter walks along with a little bounce in his step. "You might. If it makes you feel better, I'm kinda homesick right now."

It was kind of a confession but he was still grinning and bearing it.

"It... It is a little difficult to explain. It has the power to bend, to change reality using its will -- as did everyone there. It was a sort of meeting of different worlds. Nautilus was a greater being, however, and its will was greater than anyone else's there. So it could do as it pleased."

She paused, frowning at the road ahead, "It is like... Let us say someone had the power to use fire. That power would be lost to them upon waking in Nautilus, until they could learn how to bend it back into existence using their will. It took practice, and it came more easily to those who could envision such things more easily. But anyone could do it."

"That is way cooler than I expected!" If she was expecting a more serious reaction, well, that just wasn't the way Peter operated when there was new knowledge to learn.

"Do you know why the world was like that? I wonder, how cool would it be to wake up being able to use fire like that?" He grinned wickedly, he had an idea, but also not really, because that kind of skill wouldn't change his physiology.

"Sorry, I just get kind of excited."

She couldn't help chuckling at the reaction, shaking her head before replying, "Do not be, it is a strange but fascinating thing. As far as I knew, it was because it was a gathering place of multiple universes, where people would wake and learn to help monitor and correct reality whenever it would stray away from its intended course."

She took a moment to pause, frowning a little, "It seems strange that I would wake so suddenly somewhere else, where that ability was no longer there."

"I'm guessing those abilities are only limited to those worlds? Do you know how you got here? Or why you didn't go back to your home world? Hey, do you think we could come up with something cool like that here? I mean, if it's possible there..." Peter had a bit of a bounce in his step as he brainstormed while they walked, hands in his pockets.

"I bet everyone would think it was really cool if they could do that kind of magic, but I mean, usually people just have what they come with. I wonder why your skills didn't come with you!"

"I am... I was still learning of it before arriving here. I am unsure if such a thing works here however -- there would be no need for money at all if it did."

She sighed, rubbing the back of her neck as she looked forward, "It... Is a little jarring, admittedly. I know I will adjust, I have lived like that before, it just seems strange after a year of not having to."

"Really? Why don't you need money? Did you make it?" That would be an interesting concept, actually. How would inflation work then?

"Sorry, yeah, it's kinda different to just be here away from everyone all of a sudden. I'm still getting used to it. I haven't left home much at all before this place."

"What use would there have been for money before? We could create anything we wished by force of will -- food, clothes, tools, or anything at all."

She took a moment, sighing before shaking her head, "Again, it is different here, else we would not have received money in the first place, right?"

At his statement she paused, taking a moment before smiling softly, almost wistfully, "I can understand that. Before Nautilus, I barely knew anything of the world beyond my home."

"Oh, that's somewhat amazing! It's a real shame if you can't do that now!" He could see how such a power could become very useful when fending for one's self.

"I suppose it is, but fortunately it's enough money to get you a few things you need, clothes or tools...whatever you like."

Peter nodded. "I went to Germany once, for this work thing, but...apart from that I've mostly stayed at home in Queens."

"I... I do not know where either of those are, but I suppose I can only guess that they are far away from each other?" Adela asked for clarification, raising a brow at the terms before looking ahead, "But you are right. It is at least enough to get one started, from what I can tell. It may seem like a lot now, but it will not last indefinitely."

"Well kinda yeah, I had to take a plane ride and it was totally amazing, did you know Mr. Stark has his own jet?" It wasn't exactly a trip for fun, but he'd still enjoyed the experience, after all it was his first time leaving the country, and he got to meet the Avengers.

"Yeah, that's true! I got a job at a theatre selling popcorn and stuff." He grinned and shrugged helplessly. "It's okay, I don't mind it!" It was kind of boring, but sometimes he could sneak playing with his phone.

"And because of that I got my own place, so it's like wow, amazing you know!"

"... I wonder if I would be able to find a place for my work here," She mumbled, feeling a little drained -- this place appeared far too modern for her line of work to be even possible, so she was sure she shouldn't have even been holding her breath for such a thing. She'd have to find something else to do, from the look of it.

"Is it so unusual to be able to afford your own home where you are from, though? You make it sound as if it is something that does not commonly happen."

"What kind of work do you do?" He tilted his head, looking pleasantly curious.

Peter hummed slightly. "Well, I was living with my aunt because she's my guardian! And I think she finds it expensive for our apartment, so maybe? We don't have a lot of money anyway."

"I am... I suppose 'was' a blacksmith prior to waking in Nautilus, and I had practiced swordplay fervently as well. I had taken up both pursuits again as well as I could, but here it looks like neither thing would be necessary."

At the mention of Peter's aunt Adela smiled again, relaxing a little as she met his eye, "It sounds a little similar to my situation before -- I had lived with my uncle since I was very young. He was not always the best with children, but... I like to think he tried, at least."

"Oh! Well I don't know anything about blacksmithing." He wondered briefly what that was like. "I don't know, it never hurts to defend yourself if there's trouble."

He nodded. "My aunt and uncle were great! I really love them as good as if they were my parents, but it's just me and my aunt now." And, in Genessia, it was just him. It was kind of lonely.

"Perhaps, but I have yet to see anyone carrying a weapon on them -- I cannot help thinking I would be viewed strangely if I were to try."

She paused, thinking over how she wanted to ask before she decided to just go for it, "Is she here with you now? Your aunt, that is."

"I don't know! I think as long as you don't swing it around at unarmed innocent people..." Peter smiled, he was armed, sort of, he just hid it.

"Ah, no, Aunt May is just at home I guess."

"Perhaps not, but I would rather be certain than do anything that would draw unnecessary attention in the meantime."

The other words brought a more soft and sad expression then, and she sighed before looking ahead once more, "It... It has been a long time since I have seen my uncle, as well. So at least that far, I can say I have some idea of how that may feel."

He tried to brighten up a little. "Oh, I'm doing okay! I'm doing well! It'll be fine until I can go home and see her again!"

"Even if you are all right, it surely does not take away from the lonely feeling of being away from her?"

Adela raised a brow at Peter, unsure of him, but a moment late realizing what he was trying to do. She smiled as well, trying to deflect from what she had just said.

"Nevermind, I... I meant that I understand what it is like, nothing more. It is as you said, it will be fine until you can return home to see her again."

Peter shot her a slightly exasperated look, because that was the lie and if it was examined too closely, like a house of cards under the onslaught of a strong breeze, the whole thing falls apart.

"I guess not." He offered, still trying to spin it as a cheerful thing with a half shrug.

"Yeah, well it's different, being away from home, you know? For a long period of time anyway."

"... Yes. It is."

Adela sighed, rubbing the back of her neck as she looked ahead, "I apologize... It seems even with some experience, I am not very good at conversing like this."

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