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[Disorientation was not unknown to Fenris. He’d experienced it several times in his past, but never quite in such a way. Uncertain what the pamphlet suggested aside from images of the device included in the box, he grumbled and shoved the pamphlet, the red papers included, along with the phone, into a pouch at his waist and strode through the water without hesitation. He’d faced demons and worse before, and while he was alone, he certainly wasn’t going to allow the weakness of fear show, and the spiked armor and large sword lashed to his back went a long way to help the image along.

When he approached the stand on which Weiss’ Transmission played, he glared at it but did not balk. Magic, then. Of course. He’d never heard of this Genessia, but at least the necklace was familiar. So, their kidnappers have pretty chains, then. It didn’t change what they were and he grimaced at the thought. This was all a grand deception, to be sure, even for a former slave as valuable as himself, so he had no reason to doubt the image witch’s integrity.

Still, as much as it pained him to do so, he needed more information than her repeating message supplied. Surely he wasn’t alone in this place, for this witch would not have seen fit to spend the energy to place this message here for only his benefit, and so he took up a spot leaning against the side of the map booth and would address anyone who happened past.]

You, there. I...require assistance, if you've the mind.

[He’ll not force anyone, but manners aren’t exactly his forte.]

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I know cities.

[And he realizes that means literally nothing.]

Let's move on. [He motions ahead of them.] You were leading.

[ Right, then. She takes his word for it, and walks through the portal.

Then, waits.

She's not certain what his reaction is going to be.

Actually, Dorothy his half-expecting the stranger to look at Genessia City, shrug, and ask her why she bothered with the warning. ]

[Surprises didn't bother Fenris any longer. His only memories were of a nation so reliant upon magic, it rules everything. This city isn't so surprising.

It isn't as though their cavalry are mounted on ridable lizards. He hadn't had any expectations, and thus no surprises.]

Lead on.

[ Then, begins to walk ]

I apologize for being cautious. I've seen many people react differently when arriving here.

...

My name is R. Dorothy Wayneright.

[Years of conditioning had left Fenris nearly immune to being startled. He reacted, responded as he needed to respond, focused only on what was ahead. He was still working on how to go about being a person again. It was difficult when he had no memory of being thus before.]

Fear wouldn't serve any purpose here. [He looks over to her, blinks then frowns, looking apologetic.] I'm called Fenris.

Few emotions serve purpose. People have them all the same.

[ Even she did, as little as she ever admitted to it. Still. She did wonder, a little bit, if he admitted to fear - what caused him to repress it, keep in all within? He looked biological, even if he wasn't human. She had still much to learn, however, about other people here. ]

It's nice to meet you, Fenris.

True, but most allow their emotions to control them. I do not.

[At least until my anger gets the better of me.]

You didn't have to stop. You have my thanks.

I see.

[ Most people who claimed control over their emotions usually lost that control, dramatically, under some manner of stress. She didn't know if this was the case with Fenris. She didn't want to have her theory tested.

She'd been observing. He wasn't built like a strong human would be - there was no hulking height, no broad shoulders, and his limbs weren't as thick as her torso. But he moved in ways her pattern recognition routines acknowledged as like a combatant. Those tattoos seemed to glow with some kind of strange energy signature she didn't understand.

Maybe he was some kind of artificial construct after all. She didn't know. ]

You're welcome.

[ A short pause. She feels like she should explain. After how hostile Fenris initially seemed given help ... ]

When I arrived here, people stopped for me.

I didn't think I needed the help. But there are many things here I didn't understand.

I wanted to do the same for others.

I...understand. I've only recently become accustomed to aid, myself.

[He inclines his head in thanks.]

You have my thanks. I...believe I'll be in a similar situation. Could I...call on you again? With this? [He holds up the communication device.]

Yes. Of course.

[ Dorothy meets his gaze squarely, calm and unblinking as always. ]

If I can help you, I will.

[He nodded his thanks once again. She seemed pleasant enough, but there remained something unnerving about her gaze, something he couldn't quite put his finger on.]

I should move on, see what this place has to offer.

[He looks off in the direction he's been given.]

Their offered quarters are in that direction, correct?

[ It didn't even occur to her that Fenris wouldn't even know what an android was. Even people here in Genessia who didn't come from a world with that technology seemed to have fictional robots, at least. ]

Yes. It is right down that road.

... Good luck.

[ He looked like he could handle himself, but she knew this place had a tendency for throwing people out of their element quickly. ]

[He inclined his head in her direction one last time.]

Thank you...again.

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