genessia | 01 Rifts

[Aeneth had stumbled out of the pod, her wide eyes in searing pain when they caught the light peeking out in the darkness of the cave. The pamphlet provided far more questions than answers: why was she here? What did whoever kidnapped her want? How did they get to her?

As her footsteps falter to the mouth of the cave, the next shock to her system hits her-- the noise. There was no place in Thedas, no matter how crowded, that assaulted the senses like the modernity of Genessia City.

When the feed finally turns on, it's because the Inquisitor has managed the time to follow the instructions provided. Even with them, it's hard to see her entire face. Between shaky hands, disorientation, and just not knowing what technology is, the feed is just begging to be a hot mess.

But it's the best she's going to get, so she shouts into the videophone, hoping that someone can hear her over the din.]

Hello? Hello? I need... [Help? Someone to listen? Directions to the address provided by that girl in white?] I need answers, please!

[She pauses before speaking again:]

Ma elvhen-- ir isala halani, tel'dareth na mara san.

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[Would she feel the least bit better if some purple-skinned horned woman appeared to talk at her in a hypercasual manner? Because that's what's happening!]

Sup? New, yeah? So whatcha need?

[Maybe a bit better!]

[Although it's hard to tell with the look on her face as she titls her head just a bit to the side. How can this person be so calm about everything?]

I don't even know where to begin.

Perhaps directions, first. I can barely make heads or tails of this map.

Hello, Miss, please calm down. What do you need help with? I'll do my best to answer your questions.

[Well gosh Aeneth don't you know its Cocky Casual Saturday?]

Well I'd suggest startin' with what got your panties all in a twist, yeah? Generally a good place ta start, like the beginning.

Directions, huh? What for, exactly?

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[There wasn't a memo!!! There needs to be memos for those kinds of things! Otherwise you'll gert someone mixing it up with Stir Fridays.]

There was a building mentioned by that human girl-- at least I believe she was human, perhaps she was a spirit. Weiss, I believe?

I need them, or whomever else would have answers, to tell me if there is a way to return home. It's an urgent matter.

Don't tell me to ca--[Wait. No. You're acting like a crazy pants there, Inquistor. They have a point.

So she starts over, clearing her throat and allowing her voice to soften.]

I apologize for my behavior. The situation is a bit... distressing.

[Everyone knows about it via word of mouth! We're sorry that people find folk with face tats odder than folk with horns!]

Ohhhhh, ya mean the Schnee Company Welcoming and Travel Services? I work there; s'on the corner of Oak and 16th in the main arch, Genessia. And trust me, she ain't a spirit. Not enough of an ecto mess for her to be one, yeah. [The woman shivers and makes a disgusted face] Trust me, that shit's a fucking hassle to get out. Smells like the backside of a lance battery waste deposit too.

Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaah.....see, here's the rub of it....no one's really found a way to get back full time, cutter. Ways ta visit sure but stay? Not so much

[Excuse you!!! She firmly believes people with face tats and people with horns can hold hands and be friends and fart rainbows together!!!]

...I'll have to ask you about the, ah, ecto-whatever at a later time, I'm afraid. [Because priorities!] I'm more concerned with the fact that nobody has been able to return to their homes, despite being able to visit.

As someone who works with that company, would you mind enlightening me a bit more?

[I knew a guy who farted rainbows once. He exploded into a daemonhost who shot prismatic rays all over. It was awful.]

Yeah, buggin' me a bit too but I just figger its on account no one's been able ta make void ships yet. Just a matter of time, honestly. [Shrug!]

Ah, what about 'xactly? Mind you, I'm security so I can't give you the nice proper spiel about it all.

That's quite alright, Miss. It can be quite a shock to suddenly wake up here. Would you perhaps like some tea?

[Awful or AWESOME? Or awfully awesome?]

[It's also at this moment a train happens to chug on by in the background, startling Aeneth. Her head whips around in response, as she watches the huge machine roll on by. Once she's sure it isn't coming after her, she addresses the videophone again]

Well, for one, what was that? There are so many strange things moving about and making noise. How?

[She blinks. How could anyone be thinking about tea at a time like this?!]

At the risk of sounding ungrateful, I'll have to respectfully decline. [That sounded diplomatic enough, right? Josephine would be proud.]

Not that tea doesn't sound lovely, but I need answers first.

[Unless he's willing to answer questions over a cup! Win-win!]

[No just awful.]

[Hope you like being stared at like you're an invalid leatherhead, guuuurl]

....'sa train. Folk get in 'em to get places and they haul cargo 'n shit, yeah?

[Not even awesomely awful?]

There are people inside it?

[Her tone is a mix of awe, disbelief, and just a little bit of horror]

[It was only natural to be confused upon getting here, but the thing that interests Rikku right now is that language that she wasn't familiar with.]

Fryd lyh E ramb oui fedr?

[Why not try her own... but realistically she probably wouldn't be familiar with it.. So... translating...]

What can I help you with?

[It depopulated too large a portion of the ship prior to going into the Warp. So not of the awesome]

....uh, yeah? What would I get from lyin' 'bout that?

[Whereas Adeline's is exasperated and disbelieving. Bloody Clueless.]

No need to yell, we can hear you just fine. Even if we can't understand you.

[ Emerald has no idea what that language was. ]

[ Braga figures an elf is probably from a similar world. She has no clue about darkspawn.]

I could try answering some questions. There isn't much beyond that pamphlet and the projection.

Was that elven? It sounds similar to the elven my world.

[Her head perks up for a moment at the sound of a dfiferent language. Maybe it's Elv-- nope just gibberish to her ears. Darn it.]

Answers. Even though it seems the more of them I receive, the more questions pop up.

[Because that's just how things go.]

How can hear over all of this noise?

[She gestures to the city around her, and, unsure if that was captured by the videophone, tries to make it more apparent:]

This entire city is deafening!

[Those pesky darkspawn! Ruining everyone's day!]

[Aeneth's eyes do light up for a moment, though. Finally! A fellow elf!]

Yes, yes it was! Are you perhaps elv--[Wait. Waaiiiit a second.]

What do you mean your world?

[That sounds pretty much anti-awesome.]

I never suggested you were lying. It's just... very hard to believe, is all. I've never seen nor heard of anything like it.

[But tea always help! Especially his soothing kind.]

Well, we could always talk about that over tea, couldn't we? I've just baked some cookies too!

I'm an orc.
[ So she's rather large and monstrous looking.]

Tizzie,my partner back home, is an elf.

[ Partner is easier to say than only surviving member of their team.]

We mostly come from different worlds. A lot of them seem to be full of humans.

Hello, miss.

[Hikari had been wondering, but had stopped to at least answer the new arrival while she was there right now.]

I'm not quite sure what you were saying, but I'm happy enough to answer questions.

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