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[Even after seeing that lady in the hologram, reading the info she got, and understanding how to use the communication device she got, Vanellope still wasn't completely calm. Sure, she was safe here. But she couldn't go back home. That was the thing that bothered her the most. She knew things would be okay back in Sugar Rush; she'd appointed Taffyta to take care of things if she ever disappeared so their game wouldn't get taken down. It'd cause suspicion if she was gone for too long, though. And she knew Ralph and the others would be really worried about her.

As she stepped out into Genessia City proper, she tried to follow the green line on the map as best she could - trying to avoid suspicious areas or people. She'd learn the area over time, if she had to stay here. That wasn't much of an issue. What was was her fright of being in an unfamiliar area and not knowing anyone here.

It's completely possible to get her attention though, especially as she's getting out said communication device to send a text. After all, she wanted control of her emotions while she spoke to anyone else, and using the text option seemed like the best bet.]

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So... a couple of questions from a newcomer...

Is there really no way to go back home? And if not, does time still pass while we're here?

How do we find if others from our own worlds have come here?

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From what I've been told and what I've seen, the answer seems to be that there's no way back. The other question I don't have an answer to.

[But then there's the question about others from your own worlds and she's glad this is text since she's grinning a little.]

Depending on your relationship, they'll probably find you at some point or other. But, hey, might as well make the most of this place until someone figures something out, right?

Guess that figures. Bet a buncha people would've gone back home rather than stay if they had the option.

It wouldn't be hard to find them, for one reason or another.

[Either giant stature, loud jumping noises, or just being loud in general.]

Believe me, myself and my husband would have been long gone by now if that were the case. I don't mind this place too terribly much, but I'd rather have the option of seeing my brother.

[Could be worse. Could be found via worse methods, like if she'd been left alone for too long and maybe caused a ruckus herself. Oops.]

You figure out which city you're going to stay in? Though I guess city is... relative, given on where it is. [As in she's not going near one of them with a ten foot pole for... reasons.]

Yeah, see, that makes a lotta sense. Why stay if ya had an option to go home?

Just got outta whatever it was I was sleeping in. I dunno what cities there are right now. [Leaving out the part that she's heading towards where the map's leading her right now.]

No way back known I think but if others like ya enough- they'll find ya.

Worried about someone you think might be here?

[Oh, they'd find her if she were there. Or she'd find them. This she knows without a shred of doubt. ... Small comforts.]

At least if one of them were here before me, I'd know things were okay back home.

[Because she'd seen all of them before she arrived. It'd be a good assumption that if any of them were there, maybe time didn't pass back at home.]

Yeah...even then though- Ya never know what's goin' on. Ya goin' ta be alright even without the knowledge?

Not much else I could do either way, right? If I'm stuck, might as well make the best of it.

I can actually answer the whole time thing. It seems it doesn't move while we are here. I figured it out myself when people I knew happened to come here.

[Good thing this is text. She breathes an audible sigh of relief on her end at that response. That's good. She knew things could run for a short time without her, but she didn't want to worry Ralph or the others, either.

... She didn't want to be stuck here still, but she could still make the most of it.]

That's good to hear. Thanks for the info. [She's much calmer now. And thus, more curious. She doesn't really want to stay in a children's home. She can take care of herself, if she knows where she's going.]

So... what is the 'working age' here?

Working age can be any age. I worked here when I was 8 and owned a business by the age of 9.

You don't say. [That's perfect, then.]

What kinda work is there to be done? [Best to be sure.]

It depends, do you have a idea of what you want to do?

Dear New Arrival,

Sucks to be you that you got pulled here like the rest of us, but I do get a tiny bit of enjoyment in telling you that no, there is no escape. You are doomed to be here for the rest of your mortal life.

['The rest of her mortal life'... she couldn't hide the slight grin she had reading that. Her response is short.]

I don't age. But hey, if I can't escape neither can any of ya.

Oh, I have my way of escape. Shame you don't though, whatever you are.

[... She could have a lot of fun with that. But then there's the lingering reminder that she has no idea what she's dealing with on the other end. What to do...?]

And I guess only you can use it, huh?

Unless you want to go to hell, then be my guest.

[Terra has a large basket of flowers underneath her arm when she sees the young girl leaving the bay. A strange instinct pulls her after her not wanting the child to be wandering alone through the city.]

Can I help you?

[Her voice is soft and sweet as she looks down at the girl on her phone.]

[Even so, her voice startles Vanellope enough to pull the phone to one of her coat pockets as she looks up at the person speaking to her. Normally, she'd be more confident. It's hard to stay that way in a situation like this, but Terra looks nice enough.]

Jus' lookin' around, I guess. Jus' woke up here not too long ago.

[Terra doesn't mean to startle the girl but she does look a little lost.]

Are you hungry? If you just woke up it might be a good idea to eat something.

[At least to stay healthy and keep strength up.]

[It's really just because she's trying to keep her wits about her. No real fault of Terra's.]

A little... [A lot. But she didn't want to say that.]

[Terra nods her head with a warm smile. She has a weakness when it comes to children.]

There is a cafe just around this corner. Would you like to go?

[She pauses.]

It's my treat of course.

[Well, she definitely seems nice enough. Maybe she can be trusted in this unfamiliar place. It wouldn't hurt to get something to eat and get her bearings straight...]

...Okay. Thanks... um, what's your name?

[Normally she'd be more snarky, more sure of herself... but being a child in an unfamiliar place, she was definitely uneasy. She'd recover soon enough.]

I'm Terra Branford. I've been in the city for awhile.

[She smiles and begins to lead the way towards the cafe.]

Probably the best way to find out is what you've already done, post to the network.

As for how to pass the time... what do you like to do?

I meant I was wondering if time passes back home while we're here. Like... if I'm here, is time still passing back where I came from? I can't be gone for long if it is.

[...Wouldn't hurt to answer the question anyway, though.]

Usually racing. Or working on my kart... or hanging out with my friends.

Hmm... I guess I never wondered about that myself, as time is kind of meaningless back in the furthest ring. You'd want to talk to the people who've visited the Dream Docks, they'd be able to give you a more substantial answer.

Well, you could probably get a job at a race track, maybe? Or start your own. If you're very young there are other kids at the K&H House you might get to know.

The furthest ring...?

[... Wait.]

Is there a race track here?

[Steering clear of the 'kid' thing for the moment - she doesn't want to be stuck with other kids.]

Edited 2016-01-31 08:00 (UTC)

Probably? I haven't looked myself. There tends to be something for everyone if they look hard enough.

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