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[ his broadcast is the result of unintentional button mashing, his face appearing both upside down and too close to the screen when it's first flipped on. then he's lurching away and dropping the device into the grass at his feet, startled by the screen when it lit up. it gives the network a good, unobstructed view of a man in clothing that clearly belongs to another century. heavy fabrics and leathers with ornate patterns stitched and engraved into them, the hilt of a sword with a bright red scarf dangling from the end, and the curved tooth of a pendant dangling from a thin chord around his neck.

it takes a moment for him to step back up to the device, curiosity overriding fear as he kneels next to wear it has fallen. now his image is sideways and remains that way until he reaches down — hesitantly — to grab it, successfully turning his image upright. ]

What is this? [ he holds it up, above his head, as if illuminating the translucent surface with the sun's rays will offer a better explanation. a thick, distinctly italian accent clings to his voice when he speaks. ] Why— I don't understand. What purpose does this serve?

[ marco gives it a good shake in a poor attempt at jostling answers free. had he not ran from the sudden appearance of weiss schnee's hologram or taken a moment to read over the pamphlet he stuffed into his belt, he'd have a better idea of what this was, nevermind how he came to be in this strange, foreign land. alas, he's currently engaged in a losing battle with a smartphone, and if someone doesn't intervene soon, it runs the risk of becoming forever lost to the shallow depths of garden park's duck pond. ]

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[ the sudden blur of movement is almost dizzying, and it prompts marco to take a seat beneath the shade of a great oak tree instead of standing out in the bright light of the afternoon sun. how the room manages to look more foreign to him than the device in his hand is anyone's guess, but the neatly bound books in particular are a marvel. copyists and illuminators of his day only dreamed of producing something so neat, with all its pages neatly aligned.

–and then the feed's back on her face, and he's reminded of his place in the hot sun, far, far from his own world. ]

Some direction would be greatly appreciated. What is expected of me now that I've come to reside in this place?

Get an apartment and a job? It varies...

[She bites her lower lip before continuing.]

There is a welcome center and a few Inn's around there. Like I said I can meet you and show you around or if you'd rather I can give directions.

[Airy really does like helping people.]

I would much rather it be in person. This device unnerves me.

[ he'll get used to it. eventually seeing the faces of strangers on the screen of this transparent thing will cease to be mystifying. ]

Okay! Stay there and I'll swing by. It'll just a take a few minutes.

[Even as she's talking she's pulling on her boots and moving towards the door. It's been so hot lately that Airy's been wearing skirts with her usual button down open, showing off the brightly colored shirt beneath it. She doesn't like the insistence of the sun or the swell of humidity that's settled over Genessia.

Just as she said she arrives in a few minutes, about ten to be exact. She tosses her phone in a bag that's slung around her shoulder and waves to the wayward traveler.]

Hi. [She smiles brightly at him.] Nice to formally meet you.

[ he remains where he is, pocketing the strange device that he had been communicating with her on. it's only when she's within sight does marco rise from where he was sitting, shifting the sword at his hip back into place. the layers of cloth and leather he wears are no doubt hot, but it wasn't considered proper custom to remove any of them, just because one was sweating. especially not when in the company of others. ]

The pleasure is all mine, [ marco says, bowing his head slightly, ever the well-trained courtier. ] I appreciate you taking the time to meet with me.

[Airy is most likely not wearing enough to be considered proper. Her boots lightly scrape against the ground as she comes to stop in front of him. In a way, having a best friend who's a vampire has prepared her for this. She bows her head in return, keeping her bright smile in place across her lips.

People back in time are very formal and additionally Airy likes it. Until they call her by her birth name, then she gets frustrated.]

Yeah. It's better than being alone.

[Airy believes that no one should be alone.]

Aren't you a little hot in all that?

[He's making her over heat just by looking at him. He really needs a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.]

My discomfort is of no importance.

[ translation: it is very hot. it was much cooler in karakorum than it is here. ]

It is important.

[She continues to smile at him.]

That's why I came out here.

[Airy waves at him to follow her and will leave the 'getting comfortable' decision to him.]

I can show you the way to the help center. [Or whatever it's called.] They have job listings and apartment listings. After that we can find you a hotel. That way you don't have to decide now. There are other places here and you might feel more comfortable there. Fayren is the only place without a city scape.

[ marco does not consider comfort to include one's clothes. there was a time when he was grateful to have clothes, let alone ones as sturdy as the rich leathers he has on now. he may have had something of a small wardrobe back in khanbaliq (a percentage of which rested within his tent at karakorum), but that was a luxury he knew could be taken away from him at any moment. ]

What sort of occupation does a man from my era hope to have in this futuristic world of yours?

Well, I don't actually know what era that is.

[She should have paid more attention in history but math and english were her two favorite classes.]

Let's start with what your skills are? There are all sorts of things and while Genessia is like a city Fayren isn't. Everglade is also a city and so is Nova City... which it says in its name...

[Airy wonders how she manages to sound so lame.]

The 13th Century, [ he supplies. ] A long way off from the 21st Century I am told dominates this world.

[ seven hundred years is a long time, and he would be amazed to learn that his name went so far down in history as to carry that far into the future. ]

I was a merchant before I left Venice. It was not a glamorous life, but it was worth living and ensured that you would keep on doing so. I have traveled far, across many different lands... But my adult life has since been dominated by life in Mongol Court. I have been trained in horsemanship, archery, the art of the sword, and several forms of kung fu. I have led armies, fought in battles, hunted down those who were in need of capture. I read, I listen— I memorize law and doctrine in order to advise and report accurately on what I saw, as I saw it

[Airy listens with bright eyes. It really doesn't feel like she's listening to history unravel.]

So selling something and then bounties.

[Two things he can easily do.]

I don't think it'll be to hard to find a job.

Bounties? I am not a mercenary for hire. Those I hunted were sought after at my Khan's behest.

It is more like helping out. People hurt others and they can't always catch them.

[She looks a little sad at the thought.]

I think it's good to help them. You don't have too but it isn't like a mercenary. It's... I think it's more amazing than that because you can help people.

Doing what others cannot.

[ the idea doesn't sit well with him, but it's something to look into, maybe. ]

Yeah.

[Airy smiles.]

Something like that but you don't have to if you don't want too. [The words quickly fall away from her lips. She doesn't want to put pressure on anyone.]

There is a list of jobs near the welcome center. You can literally look at any of them.

[ he may not want to, but in the end, he'll do what he needs to in order to survive here. if that winds up being the only option, well then, he doesn't have much of a choice now, does he? ]

It is something to take into consideration, but I will look at what else is available.

May I inquire as to what your job is?

Sure, I work as an assistant.

[Her job description is weird.]

I do a lot for a mechanic shop in Nova City. Mostly it's a lot of paperwork and baby sitting... and running around and talking to people.

[She's good at talking to people.]

What is a mechanic shop?

Tony makes... machines.

[Wow, she sucks at explaining things.]

Like robots... like...

[She waves him a little closer and then looks at a spot on the ground. It appears as if she's looking at nothing but after a few seconds a clunking looking robot thing appears. It looks a lot like a transformer because that's all Airy can think of that isn't a toy puppy robot or a furbie.

It walks in a circle and then looks up at Marco before vanishing.]

Not just robots but systems made out of metal...

[ he is more enchanted by the spell itself than the robotic creature that she conjures up within it. magic is something he's familiar with— in theory. there are rumors of witches and warlocks, those who can use their wielding of the dark arts to influence events and ensure that ailments afflict the right people in power. but there's something about this conjuring that doesn't seem dark at all... ]

Magic, [ he breathes in open wonder. ] Wherever did you learn to do such a thing?

What?

[Airy sort of jumps as if she might have done something odd. The robot, which had been solid before, flickers like a fading image and then vanishes. Is it not okay? Is it weird? She thinks it's weird.]

Sort of like magic but not... I just focus on something and I can make it appear. [As long as she keeps focusing.]

[ no, not weird. just... different. and it's okay to be different. marco is pretty much the poster child for different back home in khanbaliq. (since when did venice stop being home?) ]

To me, such a wondrous talent is magic.

Oh... it's okay.

[Airy's trying not to blush.]

I'm still getting used to it.

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