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[ she's just sprawled out on the seats, head hanging upside down off one of them, scrolling through her phone. her legs are all over and she's about as manspread as she can be... wow, rude.
she glances at rosamund when she sees her pass by, though, and then: ]
Hey, you're - Rosamund? I haven't talked to anybody from the Spacecoast one yet.
she glances at rosamund when she sees her pass by, though, and then: ]
Hey, you're - Rosamund? I haven't talked to anybody from the Spacecoast one yet.
And why not? Are we too out of this world?
[heh heh.
But she'll slow to a stop, one hand on her hip and tilting her head to meet Vi's eyes.]
And you are — hold on a moment, it starts with a V. Correct? I don't have these things memorized, but I did stop to admire your hair. It's such a lovely shade of pink, just like a bouquet of carnations.
[heh heh.
But she'll slow to a stop, one hand on her hip and tilting her head to meet Vi's eyes.]
And you are — hold on a moment, it starts with a V. Correct? I don't have these things memorized, but I did stop to admire your hair. It's such a lovely shade of pink, just like a bouquet of carnations.
[ snorts, at that first bit, but she adjusts, sitting up just enough to look at rosamund without being a delinquent. ]
You got the gist of it. It's Vi. [ also like, that compliment makes her pause. a beat. ] Uh - thanks.
[ GOOD GRACEFUL GOOD JOB she recovers easily enough, giving her a grin. ]
Shit, if I'm the bouquet, you're the whole garden. What a charmer.
You got the gist of it. It's Vi. [ also like, that compliment makes her pause. a beat. ] Uh - thanks.
[ GOOD GRACEFUL GOOD JOB she recovers easily enough, giving her a grin. ]
Shit, if I'm the bouquet, you're the whole garden. What a charmer.
[Rosamund scoffs, making a pish-posh sort of hand flop to bat the compliment away.]
Oh, hardly. I'm just being honest.
[She sweeps into a seat next to her and scoops her hair back over her shoulders, peering at Vi's phone as if she doesn't damn well have one of her own.]
Are you finding anything interesting? I suppose snooping's the best entertainment we'll have until our captors are kind enough to introduce themselves. Or open a few more doors.
Oh, hardly. I'm just being honest.
[She sweeps into a seat next to her and scoops her hair back over her shoulders, peering at Vi's phone as if she doesn't damn well have one of her own.]
Are you finding anything interesting? I suppose snooping's the best entertainment we'll have until our captors are kind enough to introduce themselves. Or open a few more doors.
[ she can look! vi makes room for her to sit comfortably. she's got the passports up on her phone, and it looks like maybe she's halfway down, just sort of... memorizing. ]
If it's anything like the first place I was in, we'll get some robots opening the gates in like, a day or two. As for interesting... well. Everybody's got a set of skills on blast.
If it's anything like the first place I was in, we'll get some robots opening the gates in like, a day or two. As for interesting... well. Everybody's got a set of skills on blast.
Robots again? [She considers this.] There were a few where I was trapped last time, but none that were in charge of anything. Those were just people in big metal suits. The robots were more like little attendants with cat faces. Sort of. One of them was used to defend someone against being murdered.
[...]
But it does sound like we went to very different places with strangely similar purposes. It looks to be the same number of people here again this time, it's very difficult not to assume the worst.
[looking over the screen at Ryo Asuka's profile.]
...World destruction. Interesting.
[...]
But it does sound like we went to very different places with strangely similar purposes. It looks to be the same number of people here again this time, it's very difficult not to assume the worst.
[looking over the screen at Ryo Asuka's profile.]
...World destruction. Interesting.
-- With cat faces? Huh. Same.
[ this is how you know zetsu had a hand in both games because all the robots are kitties. and she's going to remark on the bit about how it's difficult not to assume the worst because yeah, she's already ruminating, but then: ]
... Yeesh. [ dryly. ] The world destruction guy is from Hell. What a shocker.
[ this is how you know zetsu had a hand in both games because all the robots are kitties. and she's going to remark on the bit about how it's difficult not to assume the worst because yeah, she's already ruminating, but then: ]
... Yeesh. [ dryly. ] The world destruction guy is from Hell. What a shocker.
Really? [HOW ABOUT THAT.] Cats must be terribly important to people who make robots. Not that I could blame them. One of my best friends is a cat.
[Honestly tempted to play PIB someday why is neverafter laser-targeted at me.]
No kidding. "Hell." But...those seem to indicate the places we were sent to, not the places we actually come from. I could never make it to space the same way I did on my last..."kidnapping."
What about you, Vi? Why don't you tell me about the real place you're from?
[Honestly tempted to play PIB someday why is neverafter laser-targeted at me.]
No kidding. "Hell." But...those seem to indicate the places we were sent to, not the places we actually come from. I could never make it to space the same way I did on my last..."kidnapping."
What about you, Vi? Why don't you tell me about the real place you're from?
[ please play PIB when i play another furry like. freya ff9, that'd be the funniest team up ]
One of your best friends is... [ okay yeah sure she'll just go with that, it's fine. she's heard weirder. she sprawls in her chair, scrolling through her phone again. ]
Like, home, you mean. [ she says, and then: ] It's nothing to be excited about. The Undercity's dark and dirty and full of drug addicts and alcoholics. You work your fucking hands to the bone your whole life and you get scraps for it, while the Pilties have their little high class parties and make laws that don't apply to any of them.
[ woah ok calm down vi
a beat. ]
... Sorry, wish it wasn't so shit so I could tell you something nicer.
One of your best friends is... [ okay yeah sure she'll just go with that, it's fine. she's heard weirder. she sprawls in her chair, scrolling through her phone again. ]
Like, home, you mean. [ she says, and then: ] It's nothing to be excited about. The Undercity's dark and dirty and full of drug addicts and alcoholics. You work your fucking hands to the bone your whole life and you get scraps for it, while the Pilties have their little high class parties and make laws that don't apply to any of them.
[ woah ok calm down vi
a beat. ]
... Sorry, wish it wasn't so shit so I could tell you something nicer.
[all furry game coming to a dreamwidth near you.
Rosamund's cheer seeps out. Not for any sort of glumness, but a knowing, serious glance. She shakes her head slightly, giving pause after Vi speaks.]
It's all right. I understand. Not everywhere's going to be a paradise. Most places aren't, actually. And sometimes the cost of having one is...making a lot of misery for someone else.
[Sounds like these Pilties benefit a little too much off the backs of other people. Her eyes flick away.]
...If it helps at all, my kingdom used to be covered in thorns for a hundred years. Everyone was either cursed asleep, or dead. And anyone who came in to fix it died in the thorns. [She sighs.] It wasn't much better anywhere else. Lots of war, misery. Things gone wrong. Very, very wrong.
Rosamund's cheer seeps out. Not for any sort of glumness, but a knowing, serious glance. She shakes her head slightly, giving pause after Vi speaks.]
It's all right. I understand. Not everywhere's going to be a paradise. Most places aren't, actually. And sometimes the cost of having one is...making a lot of misery for someone else.
[Sounds like these Pilties benefit a little too much off the backs of other people. Her eyes flick away.]
...If it helps at all, my kingdom used to be covered in thorns for a hundred years. Everyone was either cursed asleep, or dead. And anyone who came in to fix it died in the thorns. [She sighs.] It wasn't much better anywhere else. Lots of war, misery. Things gone wrong. Very, very wrong.
[ she runs a hand through her hair, ruffling the back of it in agitation. ]
Not that it helps, but yeah. [ she gets the sentiment. ] Did anything change? You said used to.
Not that it helps, but yeah. [ she gets the sentiment. ] Did anything change? You said used to.
[Rosamund nods.]
Oh yes. There was a great deal of struggle involved, and a lot of...well. Pain. Loss. The sort of things you expect to happen, when you're fighting an impossible battle.
But it came out all right in the end. People are better off now. For now. I hope it can stay that way.
Oh yes. There was a great deal of struggle involved, and a lot of...well. Pain. Loss. The sort of things you expect to happen, when you're fighting an impossible battle.
But it came out all right in the end. People are better off now. For now. I hope it can stay that way.
[ she punched with her metal glove on, so it's less bad, but it was still a brick wall so like. owie.
she's shaking it out with an annoyed look. ]
This is that one guy's fault. [ GRUMBLES. ]
she's shaking it out with an annoyed look. ]
This is that one guy's fault. [ GRUMBLES. ]
What? No. If I was in a fight you'd know.
[ dryly. she's missing molars from some of her fights, it's always very obvious when she's gone hard, which is always. there's a beat, and she holds out her hands, pursing her lips. ]
It's fine, nothing's broken. [ they're red and scraped, maybe a little bruised. ]
[ dryly. she's missing molars from some of her fights, it's always very obvious when she's gone hard, which is always. there's a beat, and she holds out her hands, pursing her lips. ]
It's fine, nothing's broken. [ they're red and scraped, maybe a little bruised. ]
Would I? How so?
[girl she just met you]
That doesn't mean it's nothing. [aaaah. Very gently examines.] Well, these scrapes won't do. Hold still.
[Pulling some (admittedly pilfered) disinfectant from her pocket and dabbing it on with a fresh kleenex, courtesy of the souvenir shop.]
If it wasn't for this stupid place I could just send you a off with a Healing Word, but no harm in doing it the old fashioned way.
[girl she just met you]
That doesn't mean it's nothing. [aaaah. Very gently examines.] Well, these scrapes won't do. Hold still.
[Pulling some (admittedly pilfered) disinfectant from her pocket and dabbing it on with a fresh kleenex, courtesy of the souvenir shop.]
If it wasn't for this stupid place I could just send you a off with a Healing Word, but no harm in doing it the old fashioned way.
There'd be way more blood, for one thing.
[ dryly. but. she will let rosamund do this, even if she gets all tense. stands very, very still, like. a prey animal. okay. ]
Healing Word?
[ dryly. but. she will let rosamund do this, even if she gets all tense. stands very, very still, like. a prey animal. okay. ]
Healing Word?
Yours, or theirs?
[Her eyes flick up, catching that shift in posture.]
Hey, it's all right. Relax. I'll only be a moment. [Rosamund smiles softly.] Healing Word is a spell. It can fix you a up a little. Not spectacularly, but enough to take care of small things, or give you a second wind in a pinch. It's saved me more than once.
[Her eyes flick up, catching that shift in posture.]
Hey, it's all right. Relax. I'll only be a moment. [Rosamund smiles softly.] Healing Word is a spell. It can fix you a up a little. Not spectacularly, but enough to take care of small things, or give you a second wind in a pinch. It's saved me more than once.
Theirs, obviously.
[ don't believe her, she is covered in blood from stupid bar fights like 95% of the series. she ignores the it's all right because she refuses to be Seen, glancing away. for a second. because then she looks back with her eyebrows raised. ]
You're a mage?
[ don't believe her, she is covered in blood from stupid bar fights like 95% of the series. she ignores the it's all right because she refuses to be Seen, glancing away. for a second. because then she looks back with her eyebrows raised. ]
You're a mage?
[ silence, for a long moment. ]
Sounds like the kind of story I'd tell my sister at bedtime. I don't know if we lived happily ever after is a thing that actually happens. [ haha, ]
Sounds like the kind of story I'd tell my sister at bedtime. I don't know if we lived happily ever after is a thing that actually happens. [ haha, ]
Then you'd have to direct me to the other guy next time. Who was it, by the way? Did someone egg you on? What were you doing?
[Stop withholding.
anyway she will be polite and not press further about her skittishness, at least she's not yanking herself away. That would be really annoying.]
No, nothing like that. I know some spells? My friend Timothy is a proper witch though, and my other friend Pinocchio can work great magic too. Mine is mostly little things to sort of help along. Especially with nature. I spent a great deal of time in the woods before.
[Stop withholding.
anyway she will be polite and not press further about her skittishness, at least she's not yanking herself away. That would be really annoying.]
No, nothing like that. I know some spells? My friend Timothy is a proper witch though, and my other friend Pinocchio can work great magic too. Mine is mostly little things to sort of help along. Especially with nature. I spent a great deal of time in the woods before.
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