Entry II | Video

[andhishat]

[The sight that appears on your device's screens is that of a wall of smoke, and hopefully you had the speakers turned down because the fire alarms they use here aren't exactly pleasant on the ears. For a minute that's all there is, smoke obscuring vague shapes and the sound of the alarm screeching its head off, but if you stick with it you soon see a shape start moving in through the black clouds, the sound of coughing audible under the alarm. Finally, Reya emerges from the smoke, her hand over her mouth.]

Enough!

[She gestures and shoots two little red orbs off in different directions. There's a loud crack and the sound of glass breaking, and suddenly the alarm disintegrates into static, and the smoke starts to lessen, just slightly. A gust of magically conjured wind speeds it along.]

May Ithilids starve themselves on the brains of whatever sadist designed these infernal machines!

[She turns back to the camera, wiping soot from her cheek.]

I'm certain the one who wrote the instructions on the back of our food is either long dead or not very concerned with my plight, but I would like to inform those providing it that not every world uses whatever absurd system you people have for measuring the passage of time.

[Coughing as she tries to take a calming breath]

Since I find myself with the choice of continually risking burning down my residence, starvation, or throwing myself upon the kindness of others, I am hoping some among you might be willing to explain 'minutes' and 'seconds' to me, as well as the proper use of this 'mi-crow-wave' device?

Also, to those living with me, I apologize for the mess, [She glances over her shoulder] and the window. I'll clean it up as soon as I'm able.

[OOC: Basically, Reya tried to use the microwave, and coming from a world where time measurement is based on people's best guess she made a botch job of it. Roommates feel free to action tag]

Comments

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[woahwoahawkward]

Oh, is that so? I wasn't informed of that.

[He wears too much armour to effectively show off his scars, unfortunately.]

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[andhishat]

Well clearly because the global female conspiracy felt you were not ready for that knowledge yet.

[Come on Alister, don't you think you owe the ladies a shirtless scene every now and then?]

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[woahwoahawkward]

You know, I hear that joking tone in your voice ... but I wouldn't be surprised to find out there was a global female conspiracy against me.

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[andhishat]

I've clearly already said too much. Can't have you finding out about the paintings.

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[woahwoahawkward]

[And that has Alistair squinting at the screen.]

Oh, and if I already know about the paintings?

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[andhishat]

Well then, I suppose we'd just have to convince you not to talk. We have our ways, both pleasant and sinister.

[She's messing with your head Alister, DON'T LET HER IN. Also, she'd have no idea what to do with a boy if he were delivered gift wrapped.]

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[woahwoahawkward]

Oh, trust me -- I've lived with Anora long enough to know about your ways.

[Okay, so maybe not all women were the same, but -- well. Some of their ways.]

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[andhishat]

You mean you've lived with her long enough to learn the ways she wants you to learn about.

[She's actually pretty direct, she just likes messing with people's heads]

[woahwoahawkward]

Well, yes.

I learned about some of her ways before she knew we were going to be living together, though, so I think that puts me at an advantage.

[andhishat]

And therefore you are right where she wants you. Remember, it's when we feel safest that we are most vulnerable.

[woahwoahawkward]

[Maybe that's why he sleeps with his weapon at the side of his bed.]

I wouldn't doubt that.

[andhishat]

[The first sign of a healthy marriage.]

Well, you seem to good sort, hopefully she won't find it too amusing to play with you. We women really are like cats you know.

[woahwoahawkward]

Oh, I think she finds plenty of amusement in me. Not all of it good for me, but -- well.

[He's fond of her, in the way he can be of a woman he's politically married to.]

[andhishat]

Then I imagine you are doing better than most men.

[She's speaking from a really broad range of experience. Honest. Stupid only one canon love interest possibility]

[woahwoahawkward]

You'd think that.

[He chuckles, though, shakes his head.]

I think they have written manuals for most of the machines here, if that helps.

[andhishat]

Better than me bumbling about by myself setting things on fire and accidentally releasing ancient evils.

[woahwoahawkward]

...does that whole 'releasing ancient evils' thing happen to you often, then?

[andhishat]

Far far far more often than it has any right to.

[woahwoahawkward]

[And he just ... rubs his neck.]

You might want to get that checked out.

[andhishat]

[She sighs, reaching up to rub her ear idly]

It's a work in progress.

[That demilich seemed really trustworthy]

[woahwoahawkward]

...you know, I'm sure there's some healers here that could help you.

[andhishat]

They'd have to have a very specific sort of healing.

[woahwoahawkward]

There's an array of people here, it might be worth a try.

[andhishat]

The problem is more dealing with beings that can look like anyone or have the power to do a great deal of harm if I don't find what I need to stop them. Believe me, I don't go slogging through dungeons full of monsters and slime and traps and blood and pain out of enjoyment.

It's just, if I don't, then no one else will, and people will die. Just like they do when I make a mistake. I don't think even healers can fix that.

[woahwoahawkward]

You know, I know this doesn't help much, but ... well, I do understand that.

You have to let it go. Or try.

[It isn't something that he's proud of, not being able to let go of Elissa -- but her being here hasn't exactly helped with that.]