01 ♋ Action/Voice

[bloodrevolt]

[Action - Any of the cities]

[Psii told him to be careful, to not let his guard down despite the seemingly peaceful atmosphere of this new place they'd found themselves in. But how can he stay cooped up in a hivestem somewhere when there's so much to explore, so many new things to see? He'd read over all the pamphlets, memorized most of the maps for Genessia and the surrounding locations, and even kept a few of them in the pocket of his new black hoodie just in case he did happen to get lost. Said hoodie which, for perhaps the first time ever, he's grateful to have such nubby horns because even if it's slightly uncomfortable, it's not too bad. He'd considered trying to cut holes in the top as his old cloak had but, well, he doesn't exactly trust himself with cloth work without screwing something up. That was always his mother's job.

Regardless, this 5'11" alien seems far too pleased to be out and about in an actual city where everyone seems to get along just fine. No violence, no dead grubs littering the streets or such levels of misery in general.

He doesn't know how long he's been out and about, but he's determined to explore all these new cities before he has to head back home. Before Psii wakes up and has a hernia at him missing without a word, or before he freezes his nubs off from this strange weather. But he will admit, the snow is delightful now that he has a proper pair of boots and a jacket to keep the cold away. And each of the cities is so different, yet so similar in their own ways. The sense of peace, even in the dark, foreboding feeling in Everglade. It's an entirely different sense of feel than Alternia, and as overwhelming and shocking as it all is to be suddenly in another world, suddenly alive again, he absolutely loves it.

Perhaps a little too much, as he's not always paying attention to his surroundings, which leads to him walking right into people on occasion.]

[Voice]

And to think, here I'd been worried about waking up in Hell. When in comparison to such a world as this, my own could certainly be considered as much.

[The voice is definitely that of a grown man, one far too bemused at his current situation than most would be. He's not angry in the least bit, but beyond that pleasant tone there's a weight of tiredness he thinks he's doing well to hide.]

Obtaining a job is a novelty, something I've never had the luxury of. So I find myself at a loss where I should begin, or what I would be most qualified for here. Things are different, in the best possible way, and yet it brings about a revelation that men with my talents aren't needed in such a place.

But there's no need to dwell on such things. While I wouldn't mind job suggestions for someone who's experienced in public speaking and combat, there's much more important matters at hand, and the entire reason I decided to broadcast this.

What is there to do for fun here? My dear friend and I have only been here for about a day, and as helpful as the information pamphlets are, I feel speaking out and asking around is the best way to get information no matter where you are.

Comments

[Voice]

[betterthanduracell]

[[It's taken him little time to figure all this out, technology isn't as far advanced, but is a little bit tricky to learn in an alien setting.]]

That's a very underhanded trick. I'm bordering between quite proud and quite hurt, leaning to the earlier rather than the later.

[[Actually he'd missed the signs entirely until he'd seen this and had been out walking for a while himself.]]

[Voice]

[bloodrevolt]

Me, underhanded? My friend, I haven't the vaguest clue where you'd get that idea.

[The poorly concealed amusement in his tone suggests otherwise.]

You looked so peaceful, I thought it a shame to wake you from your nap.

[Voice]

[betterthanduracell]

No, certainly not you of all.

[[But now that he's not worried out of his mind that one of a few scenarios had come about, Psii can at least smile if not out of relief. Anyone else he'd been asking had been lisped terribly at, now that he's calm he can speak slowly enough to avoid it.]]

Peaceful?
Only you would think someone like me peaceful looking. You know I don't approve of you going alone, but that's always been you, hasn't it? Going it alone. Do wake me next time, Signless, I'd rather the argument.

[Voice]

[bloodrevolt]

Everything considered, we both have much to make our sleep restless and short. I felt it would've been too cruel to bother you when you seemed so relaxed.

[And the fact that there's no way in hell Psiioniic would've let him step foot out the door alone, much less wander all five areas so freely.]

Besides-

[His voice cuts short, trailing off as he rethinks his words. No, that's a bad subject. His bitterness was rising, the careless nature pushing to the surface. Because what's the worst that could happen, his death? He doesn't fear death, not anymore. After dying once, what's a few more times?

But to say that to a close friend who'd been forced to watch him die, well.... He's not that cruel.]

You worry almost more than mother used to when I was young.

voice;

[firefandance]

Everyone has something they can do in this place, though there aren't many combats places, I'm sure there are those that look into combat instructors and even Bounty Hunters.

As for fun, it all depends on what you might consider fun because there is a lot and that could cut it down.

voice;

[bloodrevolt]

As someone who's spent quite a good portion of their life avoiding bounty hunters, that job would seem a little too ironic. Fighting isn't necessarily something I enjoy, but more it was a necessity. The idea of having to get a job in itself is a novelty, so perhaps I'll have to experiment.

[He pauses, because how does one describe fun? The question is understandable, because his idea of fun as compared to a highblood's, well. It really is a versatile word.]

Simple entertainments of life which most people can enjoy. I'm not too keen on the type of fun certain sadistic bastards would pass their time with.

[Signless fails to hold the contempt out of his voice near the end. He has to remind himself that this place is nothing like Alternia and there's no need for such hatred. But with his wounds barely healed and still sore, it's a hard reminder to keep this new found burning under control. But he tries.]

voice;

[firefandance]

I see... I didn't know that, otherwise I wouldn't have said it. However experimenting is always a good idea to find something you truly love.

[Yukiko had a different idea about fun anyway, but she knew of a few things.]

Well be glad I don't like the type of fun sadistic people would enjoy. But since the snow is around snowballs fights is a good first thing to do.

( voice )

[askypirate]

[Balthier can't help but mirror the man's bemused tone.]

Well, that all depends on what you'd call fun, now, doesn't it?

( voice )

[bloodrevolt]

I can't say fun has been much of a leading factor in my life, so I'm open to suggestion.

[Something he's had to think about as he's wandered the cities, because the more time passes, the less "peaceful" equals "enjoyment." It's quickly fading more into the "boredom" territory, something he hadn't thought possible for a very long time.]

( voice )

[askypirate]

Surely something brings you some sort of enjoyment?

[The tone is questioning. Balthier can't think of one person who's never done one thing for fun their entire lives.]

( voice )

[trueseeker]

It's not just a novelty. The amount of money they gave you won't last forever. What skills do you have? I haven't been here long, but I might be able to help.

( voice )

[bloodrevolt]

That in itself could also be seen as such. I've never had a roof over my head to call my own back home, so this whole settling in and finding a job to pay for expenses is somewhat of a strange concept.

[But strange is good, he won't deny that.]

Public speaking, stealth, thievery when necessary, I suppose, and various forms of combat. However, as the wounds from my death still seem to be healing I don't believe I'll be able to pick up any jobs that require combat skills immediately.

( voice )

[trueseeker]

[His tone immediately switches to one of concern. He didn't miss that he'd said he'd died, but that could be questioned later.]

Do you need any help? I know a few herbs that help with healing. I may be able to find them here.

action;

[truesmiles]

[Fai had been busy recently with his new job and arranging it so the people native to the world could be helpful as well since he had already found that some did want to help. So he had been out and about to put some some posters for them to see and get a better idea about it.

As he managed to pin up the newest one he couldn't help but turn his head and see someone he was pretty sure he hadn't seen around here before. Turning around he gives a warming smile before making his way over.]

Hello~ I assume you have never been to Everglade before?

[bloodrevolt]

[A lifetime of being on the run should've had him more aware of his surroundings, but a public execution had destroyed whatever fucks he had left to give for that paranoia. So it comes as a bit of a surprise to him when he's approached, but upon seeing a friendly smile, he quickly matches it with one of his own.]

You assume correctly. I've been wandering around to get a feel of this world, and this is certainly one of the more interesting places.

[Interesting as it had that tingle of uncertainty that reminded him vaguely of home, and yet still didn't seem nearly as dangerous.]

I'm the Signless, pleased to meet you.

[truesmiles]

I'm Fai D. Flourite, nice to meet you Signless... Interesting name.

[It's not one he's ever heard before. It was interesting in a good way. Made him more interested.]

This world is pretty interesting. Everglade if you don't know yet rather enjoys scaring you if they can because that's kind of what the city is about to me. Spooky things that go bump in the night.

Action

[skilledwithwords]

[Levy has a few books in her arms as she strides quickly towards her book shop in Fayren. Her steps are quick and she can actually see over the top of her books which is a strange occurrence when she runs out to pick stuff up.

What she doesn't expect is someone to still manage to run into her. She digs in her heel and yet still falls, her books scattering around them.]

Ouch...

[She blinks and looks over at the boy. She notes the horns and wonders if he's a troll like Porrim.]

[bloodrevolt]

[Actually running into someone startles him, and when he sees just who it is and everything he made her drop, Signless makes a small sound of distress as he's quick to kneel down and start picking up her books for her.]

Shit, are you alright? My apologies, I should've been paying more attention to where I was going.

[skilledwithwords]

[Levy smiles and then begins to help gather everything up.]

I'm fine. It was equally my fault for being in a rush. [She lightly tucks a loose strand of blue behind her ear.] I drop boOKs a lot actually.

[She laughs brightly when they finally get everything together.]

I'm Levy. Thanks for helping me pick up my books.

Voice

[hidden_truths]

[The voice replying is gentle and patient.]

Everyone holds their own views and opinions on this world and while the information might be the same it can be interpreted differently by different sources. That being said I haven't found any information suggesting that there is a way back home.

Fun things also depend, I enjoy going to the bar in Fayren. I believe it's called the Dancing Donner. I train in the early hours of the morning and then in the evenings I like to read by the fire. Otherwise I've been looking for work as well. It looks like they have a little bit of everything depending on where you are.

[Right now she's trying to explore all of the towns and not be overly surprised by technology.]

Voice

[bloodrevolt]

I suppose I can see why some would wish to return home, but I'm not one of them. There's nothing for me to go back to, and I have a friend here who needs me. That's enough reason in itself to try and start somewhat of a life here.

[Because even if there were a way for him to revive back home... He doesn't think that would end well, and it would only cause more pain than good. Even still, he keeps his tone level, forcing his emotions on the matter down.]

Everything certainly is rather varied here, isn't it? If I look long enough, I'm sure I'll find something to entertain myself with.

Voice

[hidden_truths]

I have someone here who needs me too.

[There is a wistful warmth in her voice before she changes the topic.]

What sort of things are you usually entertained with? I'm finding a lot is different here. [Like cars.]

Voice;

[gammavirginis]

I like to think Genessia is at least twice as good as hell. It's been rather pleasant after spending the last several eons talking to the same half a dozen people in their various incarnations.

I actually had a job lined up for me on Beforus, although it wasn't a job as they conceptualize it here. There are no wages or anything like that, you just get assigned work based on your blood caste and deal with it. So you can imagine the concept of picking something you actually want to do for a living came as something of a pleasant and perhaps overwhelming surprise to me!

Video;

[bloodrevolt]

[For a moment, the words she speaks seem like a blur because it's her voice that hits Signless the hardest. It's different, in a way that's hard, almost impossible for him to describe, but he knows that voice.

And as he listens closer, pays attention to just what she's saying... Beforus? It seems familiar, in a way. Something he's heard once in a dream, in something far beyond what he's ever fully comprehended.

And for one of the rare times in his life, Signless isn't sure what to say. So, instead of responding to the feed with a simple voice message, he switches on the video feed to perhaps express what he's finding himself unable to.

Porrim can be greeted with a sight that sure as hell is Kankri a couple dozen sweeps older than she'd recognize. At the very least, he's gotten a black hoodie to cover up those god awful leggings, which for the snow around him as he's out and about is barely decent, but that really wasn't his biggest concern.]

Video;

[gammavirginis]

[ Perhaps if Signless had used the tone of haughty superiority that Kankri seemed to perpetually trot out she might have recognized his voice more readily; instead it only seems to click in retrospect when the video feed flickers on. At first she's just confused. After months of no other trolls it was so strange to see another one, let alone this one, and her thinkpan seemed to start rationalizing it as hallucination or trick. It would hardly be the first time Genessia had tried to pull something like that on her, after all. ]

Kankri?

[ But no, he was too old (old looking, anyway); well, unless it was a Kankri from a doomed timeline that lived much longer than her group had, which was not only possible but honestly likely. Except the possibility of a timeline from their session existing where Kankri wasn't haranguing people about unnecessarily obscure and convoluted triggers was infinitesimal. In the midst of this, she remembered to flick on the video for her own phone. ]

Wait, not Kankri- you're the Sufferer, right? Or, maybe not, of course no one called you that while you were alive, haha... [ Oh god. ]