genessia | AM I DEAD? [action] [audio]

WHO: Lydia and whoever is around
WHERE: The Bay
WHEN: after midnight
WHAT: her first day at Genessia

When she finally woke up, her eyes were still heavy and it took awhile for her to blink the dreams away so she didn't realize that she was somewhere that was not her dark room at first. It was a little cold so she figured she had kicked her covers off again and tried to curl up to hold onto that last bit of warmth but her hands slid against something cold, something that didn't feel like her bed at all. Then she realized that the thing over her head wasn't the ceiling.

Her first official thought was that she was dead and buried and this was her coffin. It was brighter than she would have liked, so white. Her stepmother most likely had something to do with the design. How disappointing. For waking up in her own coffin, she felt unusually calm and was about to try and fall back asleep when the sound of water had her lifting her head.

That's when she sees the box. It doesn't look like one of her's, which makes her curious. Her first order of business is to open it and when she's gone through all the contents, she goes from curious to confused. And she thought she had known what to expect from Death. Gathering everything back into the box, she tests her coffin and discovers it's not much of one and she's not buried at all but sitting in some kind of weird cocoon in a cave of all places.

Creepy, Lydia thought with a grin as she began to venture out of the cave, picking the third doorway, box tucked to her chest. There were other cocoons in the cave but she was too shy and a bit apprehensive to check any of them. On her way out, she decided to try and give the walkie-talkie a try and see if her friends were around. It took her a few minutes but she was finally able to get it to work-

"Hello? Barbara? Adam? Are you out there?" The static response wasn't encouraging so she kept making her way down the watery hall, anxious and excited about whatever she might find.

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Well he looked normal, which wasn't always a good thing but it was comforting, all the same. Lydia straightened her shoulders and stood her ground, squinting in the dark as her eyes adjusted. "Hi. Yeah, I guess I'm new here." Then because he had told her his name, it would only be polite to share her own. "My name's Lydia."

"Lydia..." The name rhymed with the name of one of his closest friends in Luceti, so it rather surprised him. "Well, it's an honor to meet you, Lydia. You should have a package that you woke up with. It should help you get settled."

Saleh then handed her one of the welcome fliers that he had picked up from the entrance. "This contains a welcome message. I don't know who wrote it, however. I arrived rather recently myself, so I'm afraid I don't know much more about this place."

Was it her or was this guy's hair purple? Guess it was more a lilac. Now that was rather strange. Lydia smiled and walked up to him. "Well aren't you all formal. Where are you from?" She juggled the box in one hand and the flier in the other. Welcome message? Anyone who knew her knew she wasn't that big on jewelry so the necklace was weird and she hadn't really given much attention to anything in the box but now she was thinking that she ought to.

"A wizard? Well, I guess I should try and find this Harry Dresden guy, see what else is going on." Being dead, she expected a bit more ceremony. "Would you like to come with me? We could help each other out." Lydia wasn't into making friends, mostly because they weren't into her but this guy seemed okay. Anyone with hair like his couldn't have a problem with her.

It wasn't just her. Saleh's hair did have a lavender hue to it. But that wasn't so strange in Magvel, as many people had unusual hair colors, from blue to purple to green.

"I am from Magvel," he responded. "Or more specifically, a mountain village called Caer Pelyn."

It was certainly unusual for a new arrival to ask him to accompany them. It wasn't something he would turn down, though. Saleh had been viewed as strange and unusual in Magvel as well, but he hadn't thought much of it. This was who he was, and he was comfortable with it.

"I suppose we should find him. We could certainly stand to learn more about this place."

If he wasn't strange enough already, Saleh tucks his staff in its carrier sheath. He pulled out a red tome, and then conjured a fireball, which hovered in his opposite hand to light the way.

Her stepmother would have an opinion about someone who chose PURPLE, of all colors, for their hair but Lydia? She loved it. It was new and strange and just somehow fit him. Saleh, his name was. Everything about him was so odd, nothing like she'd heard of before. Maybe she'd found a friend after all.

"A mountain village? Literally?" OR maybe this was some work of her own imagination. She was dead. Maybe her brain was malfunctioning and coming up with weird things to keep her distracted while bugs and worms ate her up in the real world.

She almost dropped her box and the flier when suddenly Saleh had fire coming out of his hands. Not out of fear but complete and utter shock. Lydia had seen some crazy things (railings turning into snakes, ghosts and spirits with some seriously uncombed hair) but this? "That is so cool. How did you do that? Wait, are you a wizard too?" She fell in step next to him as they walked, though her eyes were on the fire and she nearly kept tripping over her feet.

Edited 2014-04-24 19:32 (UTC)

Saleh would easily explain to anyone that he didn't exactly choose his hair color.

He gave her an odd glance. "Yes, literally." Honestly, he wasn't sure what else a mountain village could mean. "The Caer Pelyn range is perhaps one of the most rugged terrains in Magvel. Many people may find it inhabitable, but we live there quite comfortably."

He glanced at the fireball in his hand as Lydia inquired about it. "I'm a sage, actually, an advanced scholar of magic. I have studied magic since I was small."

That anyone could be born with such a color would make Lydia jealous. She always though she would like a dark blue for her hair, so dark, it would almost be black. Almost.

He spoke strangely and she wondered if he was a completely different world. Or a different time? She hadn't heard of any mountain people with purple hair. Or of a place called Magvel.

"A sage? Weird. But weird is cool." She didn't want him to think otherwise. Not that her opinion mattered since obviously he had been doing this sort of thing for awhile. "You study magic sooo anyone can learn it? There's an actual school for it?"

"It is not so strange, really...at least where I come from. Though when you find yourself in a different world, everything would seem strange."

Saleh has seen far more strange things in Luceti, so he's learned...a lot, to say the least.

"Yes, anyone can learn magic if they put forth the effort. I don't believe there are schools for it, however. Most people either study on their own, or learn with private tutoring. I have a student of my own in Magvel."

"I love the strange. Anything else is ... boring." Anyone could learn magic. Not illusions for little kids or card tricks or taking off your head but magic like this? Guess it wasn't all that different from the few things she had seen back home but at the same time, this was VERY different. "So are there other things you can do?"

She decided now was a good time to go through the contents of her box. It was apparently supposed to be helpful. The walkie-talkie had been silent for awhile so she stuck that and the flier in one of her dress pockets. "So everyone got the same package? Not very original." She flipped through the pamphlet, noticing the part about getting a job and money. "Have you met anyone else here?"

"Boring. Hmm..." He could only partly agree. He was rather fond of the peace and quiet, but venturing into the unknown had a bit of a thrill to it.

"I can cast various nature-based spells, as well as light-based spells. I can also heal wounds with my staff."

And to show her, he brought out his staff, and the blue orb began to glow.

"Not very original? Well, it's better than nothing. It may not be much, but I'm grateful for what I can get."

Which is how he's lived throughout his life, appreciating the little things.

"Meeting anyone else? Not really. I've spoken to a few, but haven't gotten to really know one another..."

Being dead wasn't going to be so bad if got to meet other spirits like Saleh. He certainly wasn't all that talkative which worked for Lydia since she was pretty shy on her own. He seemed honest and incredibly serious, two traits she could admire in a person.

"You can heal yourself?" Lydia was astonished and smiled. "How convenient." Wish she'd had him around when she'd fallen down the stairs and skinned her thighs. "Well I hope this Harry person isn't some sort of scammer. Think I've got enough of those in my life."

If only Saleh knew that she thought they were dead, he'd gladly correct her. He'd been dead once, and it...wasn't pretty.

"I mostly heal others...but I can heal myself if my injuries aren't too serious. Healing takes a great deal of concentration, so if I am too injured to concentrate, then I would need aid from another healer."

He gave only a slight smile back. Smiling was never his strong suit.

"Indeed. We'll see when we meet him."

Edited 2014-04-25 15:57 (UTC)

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