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[symmachy]

[the video opens upside-down. it is dim where-ever she is. someone with small hands is turning the tablet over in her hands, muttering to herself in what may sound like latin (because it is). after a moment she stops, flips the device right-side up, and it focuses on her round face. the girl looks to be in her late teens, with red hair and green eyes. freckles cover every inch of her that is visible. there are four two-inch long gashes on her forehead that look half-way healed, but she doesn't seem to care about them at all. her attention is concentrated on the device.

she stares intently at the screen for a moment before rapidly saying hello in french, spanish, mandarin, japanese, russian, arabic, irish, swahili, and hungarian. at last she goes for english, and sticks with it; she has a slight irish accent.]

Hello. I assume the most common language here is English, but one can never be too sure. [yeah come on she’s just being practical. because one small girl just shoving all those languages in your face isn't weird enough. anyway:] Interesting set-up here. Not sure I buy into it yet, even with the monsters. [really she is just trying to milk you guys for information. she totally buys it, and she has totally been killing monsters all morning. and anyway, she can feel it in her bones that she’s in the wrong world.

she pauses, head cocked to the side as she listens for anything that might try to creep upon her. she is also casually trying to figure out how to work this device because technology. the following words are said quickly, clipped:]

If this actually works—I am looking for a woman named Joan. She has dark hair and grey eyes. Looks about twenty years old. [another pause. her nostrils flare as she inhales deeply. this is added almost as an afterthought.] And also a set of twins—their names are Sophie and Josh. They’re blonde, blue-eyed, just fifteen years old. They are all in danger, and I need to find them.

[abruptly, the arm holding the tablet drops to her side, and it isn’t turned off. she swears in what sounds like gaelic.]

This place stinks of rot and foul beasts. Joan... gods, I hope she doesn't try to make friends with the wolves.

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[dulac]

I have been told others do not arrive with us. But it is possible they may follow.

[He's kind of intrigued by the whole knowing a ton of languages thing, but he won't ask just yet]

permavoice because typing ugh

[symmachy]

Only possible?

hahaha <33

[dulac]

Possible, not guaranteed. That is correct.

[symmachy]

Unfortunate. I don't like ambiguity in these situations.

[dulac]

Nor would most, I assume. Still, it does not hurt to hold out hope.

[onemoredeath]

You know Japanese?

permavoice.

[symmachy]

I do.

[onemoredeath]

Then that makes three who know the language without having to be taught it by me here.

[symmachy]

[wow aren't you something]

Three isn't a lot.

[onemoredeath]

[ Yes, he certainly think he is. ]

It's not. I find myself missing the language more than I care to admit.

[video;]

[heired]

The foul beasts are outside.

permavoice.

[symmachy]

So it seems. One can only hope they stay there.

permavideo.

[heired]

The tampering by the Initiative has brought them here. Reversing these effects entirely will be difficult.

[symmachy]

But possible?

[heired]

We have been led to believe that it is.

voice

[fourcenturies]

What was the second to last one? I recognized the first few, but that one was completely foreign.

permavoice.

[symmachy]

Second to last one what?

ditto!

[fourcenturies]

Language.

[And then he rapidly says hello in Spanish, French, German and Japanese.]

[symmachy]

[oh another polyglot!! this is exciting. she repeats her greeting in swahili.]

That one?

[fourcenturies]

That one. It sounds African, but I'm afraid I can't place the specifics.

text

[slingshots]

yeah they could really use a new brand of air freshener around here

permavid.

[symmachy]

Preferably something mild.

[slingshots]

i dunno
i was thinking in your face tropical fruit hurricane

[symmachy]

[NOSE WRINKLES]

Tropical fruit hurricane.

[slingshots]

better than foul beast rot™