Yang Xiao Long (
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genessia2013-11-26 10:22 am
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[The lid to the pod slowly unseals...then cracks off of its hinges, kicked off by a jutting boot from within the cocoon. The lid flips through the air, crashing off of the ceiling and rebounding into the water with a noisy clanging splash. The boot, attached to a strong and shapely leg, goes back down, and the curvy blonde inside of the pod sits up. She yawns. With a few blinks, she smiles, and looks down at the box. She gives it a cursory examination along with its contents, but doesn't bother doing more than skimming the pamphlet before she hoists herself out of the pod. Both boots hit the shallow water, splashing her legs as she strides for the exit. She can read the brochures later; she'd rather get a look at where she is with her own eyes.]
[Genessia seems to be consumed in a cold but gentle rain. Yang peeks out, holding out her hand to feel the drops on her fingers. Crummy weather! She looks at her box.]
Well...better than nothing, I guess!
[Holding the box over her head as a makeshift umbrella, she dashes off to the left. It feels like it's been years since she stretched her legs, and she's eager for the exploration and exercise. She's also eager to find someplace warm and dry.]
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[Some time later, Yang's grinning face appears on the screen. Her wild mass of thick blonde hair, wet from the rain, is being rubbed idly with a towel.]
I'm guessing none of you guys would know how to get to Vale from here.
[Yeah, she knows she's not going anywhere anytime soon.]
So tell me.
[She drops the towel in her lap and fluffs out her hair, then settles her chin into her hand, grinning.]
What does a girl do for fun around here?
[Genessia seems to be consumed in a cold but gentle rain. Yang peeks out, holding out her hand to feel the drops on her fingers. Crummy weather! She looks at her box.]
Well...better than nothing, I guess!
[Holding the box over her head as a makeshift umbrella, she dashes off to the left. It feels like it's been years since she stretched her legs, and she's eager for the exploration and exercise. She's also eager to find someplace warm and dry.]
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[Some time later, Yang's grinning face appears on the screen. Her wild mass of thick blonde hair, wet from the rain, is being rubbed idly with a towel.]
I'm guessing none of you guys would know how to get to Vale from here.
[Yeah, she knows she's not going anywhere anytime soon.]
So tell me.
[She drops the towel in her lap and fluffs out her hair, then settles her chin into her hand, grinning.]
What does a girl do for fun around here?

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[Yang's comment about this being a test gets a small frown though.]
I don't think this is a test. I did some exploring over the last few days and.. [she pauses] maybe we should sit down to talk about this.
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[The others are released from Yang's well-intentioned HUG OF DEATH, and the blonde strolls back to their table with her arms folded behind her head. She plops back into the booth and leans back, legs crossed. Despite her claims of being hungry, she doesn't pick up the menu, instead regarding Blake curiously to see what her teammate has figured out.]
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Blake's comment has her a little worried though. She'll take a seat at the table beside Yang and wait for Blake to start with the explaining.]
Okay, so what did you find out?
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Well, over the last few days I went through each of the four main archways the pamphlet talked about. [She dries off her hair as she speaks.] Each one seems to open up into its own world, with its own inhabitants and rules, and none of them are anything like Remnant. I didn't even see any Dust in use.
[She pauses. That was going to be another problem.]
Whatever this place is, it's beyond anything anyone on Remnant is capable of doing. Even Beacon.
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[It's hard to imagine a place run by anything else. It also doesn't take Yang long to realize what a Dustless place means for the team.]
We'd better conserve our ammo, at least until we can find a reasonable substitute.
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Well if there are portals to other worlds around, does that mean there could be one that takes us back home? I mean that's possible, right?
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I'm not sure. I remember reading some theories on alternative energy sources back home but nothing that was actually put into use on this scale.
[It seems they're all on the same page about the implications of not having any Dust.]
From what I've seen nobody's found a way to go back home, but... there is one thing. We could create one of those Archways to a copy of Vale. It wouldn't be home but there would at least be Dust there.
[She pauses.]
But that would mean one of us would have to give something up.
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[Yang idly toys with her menu, flipping it in her fingers. This Archway stuff is brand new to her, as is everything else -- she only got here about an hour ago.]
I've got a pretty fat stack of credits, could we use that?
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I think when they make the Archway you lose something personal. ...Like a memory or like an ability that makes you stand out.
I'm not sure if that's really worth having access to Dust.
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She nods, bringing a hand to her chin thoughtfully.]
Right. It needs something of value, like a memory, not just money. But unless we can find something else to power our weapons, we might not have a choice.
[Because even though this place seems peaceful, Blake's instincts are telling her not to count on it staying that way forever.]
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[Mostly because she doesn't want to see either of her teammates give up something they love just because they feel it's a necessity to stay alive. That's just not right.]
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[She'd ponder the thought for a little bit.]
I'd like to avoid opening one if we can, but if we have to ...I'll be the one to open it, okay?
[She is the leader after all.]