First Spell // Action - Voice

[anita_hero]

[Action]

[Anita wakes up halfway and considers staying that way until she comes to the realizations that A) she seems to have fallen asleep sitting up, B) she managed to do so outside, and C) her back is killing her. At this point, she jerks to full consciousness and flinches when her back grinds into the surface behind her.

Oh. That...isn't right.

What follows is a panicked flailing at the vicinity of her back that probably looks hilarious to any observers and ends when she catches a handful of feathers and yelps in pain. She scrambles to her feet and looks around wildly, and...oh. Fountain. She was sitting next to a fountain. The sky is gray, but the water is still enough to see her reflection in, and...

Oh. Oh. That definitely isn't right.

Caught between a mild state of shock at her wings and a slightly more pronounced one at the fact that she's in public and someone took her clothes and replaced them with a dress she's never seen before, it takes Anita a moment to notice the book at her feet. It has her name on it, which is disturbing, but at least it's something to go on.

She picks it up, resumes her seat at the base of the fountain (taking care of her inexplicable new appendages), and cracks open the journal.]

[Voice]

Okay...I'd be lying if I said this was the first time I woke up on a strange world with my clothes missing - unfortunately - but this a little too much, mon. For one thing, there was usually someone around that I knew... I don't suppose there's anyone here who knows me?

My name's Anita Fite, but if you're from Earth, you might know me as Empress. [No harm in revealing her secret identity if she doesn't have family here to protect, although, shockingly, knowing that they're not here doesn't make her feel much better.] If you do know me and you want to find me, I'm in this place called Seventh Heaven, because it was a little chilly outside considering - well, I hate to sound like a broken record about the missing clothes.

I'll be the girl in the corner with the white dress. I would have worn a corsage, but I thought it was a little much for a first date.

[She closes the journal halfway before a tiny flutter of hope compels her to say one last thing:]

And, by the way...does anyone know of absolutely any way at all I could get some kind of message back home? I just...want my parents to know I'm okay.

Comments

[Voice]

[fleurdesel]

If it was not folded next to you upon your waking, your clothing and personal effects should have appeared in the clothing store and item store.

As for a message...I am afraid no one has managed to send anything beyond the network in the village. Outside of the odd contact from our minders, we are cut off from the rest of this world; doubly so from or own.

Re: [Voice]

[anita_hero]

Oh, thank gods for that. I think I was wearing my favorite top before I woke up here.

...Oh. Thank you for letting me know.

[Voice]

[fleurdesel]

I take it you have yet to read through the guide in the back of the journal? A good deal of our situation is outlined there.

Re: [Voice]

[anita_hero]

I read it. I've been re-reading a lot of it; I just thought - well, I hoped the guide might have missed something. I figured it couldn't hurt to ask.

[Voice]

[fleurdesel]

Madame Raine has been in the village since the beginning, from what I understand. Everything has been questioned and researched as best she is able if it is included in the guide. Anything more? Keep asking. You may yet find an answer.

[markofthewise]

[OH GREAT. ROYALTY. How pleasant.]

Well that's why you should be careful with first dates. You never know what kind of crazy other world you'll get pulled into.

[anita_hero]

[Oh, I wouldn't go that far.]

Tell me about it, mon. At least the other times I woke up with all the same limbs.

[markofthewise]

[Well she's an empress!]

Are they at least a good color?

[anita_hero]

[By name if not occupation!]

They're sort of purple, but the - what are they called? The long feathers at the ends, they're gold. They're the same colors as my costume.

What about yours? What's a "good" color?

[markofthewise]

[She should be more specific!]

Just gray. Simple and dull. But gray pretty much goes with anything.

[rashness]

[Rin (he's that guy with the tail) is coming in for his shift about when she's making that voice entry in Seventh Heaven. ...Shift to cook that is, and he catches the beginning part as he shuffles in, and the tail end by the time he's behind the counter. Once there though, he sets down his bag and his sword bundle, sighs, fills up a glass of water, and is just going to bring it over to said girl at said table]

Oi, you hungry? I could make you something while everyone's getting you clothes. [Or... he could get the clothes. Both work]

[anita_hero]

[Studiously paging through the back of her journal, Anita doesn't notice the boy in front of her until he speaks.]

Oh! Thanks, mon, but I'm not really-- [Hold that thought.] ...Actually, I am hungry. Oi, it feels like it's been a long day already. Um, do you make a chicken sandwich here?

[She pauses to look down at herself.]

I'll...go find my clothes after I eat. Unless there's a dress code, in which case I'll be right back?

[rashness]

[Dress code, pfft. He actually snorts at that. The sundress thing that's new feather standard is better than the bikini thing that Shura wears all the time anyway. But no, no. It would be rude to laugh. Hold it in. His lips still quirk up though and his tail flicks a bit as a result. Wag wag]

I could make anything you want! No dress code, so don't worry there, but what sort of chicken sandwich? [Might as well make it as best he can be]

[anita_hero]

Really? [She's never been to a restaurant where they just make you whatever you want.] Can you make it Cajun chicken? With red peppers? And do you have fries? ...I think I'm hungrier than I thought.

[rashness]

[His face screws up a bit. Cajun... Cajun... does he know Cajun? He knows red peppers and if all else fails he can probably ask the boss or something... So he nods, after a distinct pause] Yelp, I can get all those!

[Action]

[howsmashing]

[Every now and then Hulk enjoyed a trip to the fountain. The water made a sort of nice and calming sound sometimes. So he would sometimes just sort of stand by it on days when he was REALLY bored. And today is one of those days.

Anita, are you ready for a giant green man to come crashing down from the sky near the fountain after doing a loooong freaking jump?]

Re: [Action]

[anita_hero]

[Not exactly. :|

Busy reading at first, Anita registers approaching movement in the sky a second too late to react. But when the giant green man lands with a bone-rattling thud, she flings her arms in front of herself, makes an undignified noise of panic and - poof - teleports to the other side of the fountain in a puff of purplish smoke.

Thus secured, she gives her heart a couple of thumps to get it started again and cautiously peeks around the edge of the fountain.

...Good gods. It's the Jolly Green Giant in purple pants.]

[Action]

[howsmashing]

[Surprisingly, the Hulk hasn't actually noticed her yet! Or at least it doesn't seem like it. He's just going to grumble to himself a little bit before sitting near the fountain, still... kind of grumbling and everything like he's frustrated. Don't worry he's always like this!]

Re: [Action]

[anita_hero]

[At first, Anita just watches. The giant...man-thing doesn't seem to have noticed her, and he doesn't particularly look like a threat now that he's not making the ground shake, but it isn't until Anita notices the lack of concern from passersby that she thinks it's safe to come out of hiding.

So she cautiously approaches the green guy and takes a seat several feet away.]

Um. Hello.

[Action]

[howsmashing]

[Oh great a human is here after all. Now he's going to have to do that thing. That talking thing he doesn't wanna do.]

...what do you want?

voice

[weaponry]

There's really no way to send a message like that. But, time seems to freeze while you're here. People have reported returning to the exact moment that they were taken from, people are pulled from the same exact moment from there worlds into this world months apart, and people from the future show up too. So the likely theory is that time freezes until we get back home or that multiple timelines of every world exist. I lean towards the former.

Regardless, your parents won't notice you're gone, so, that's one less thing to worry about.

Re: voice

[anita_hero]

Oh. Well...that's a good thing, right? Last time I went away for the weekend, they got so upset that Mom wouldn't talk to me for two days, which is a lot for her age.

[It...makes sense in context. :|]

[weaponry]

Yeah. I suppose it is but, [ two days is a lot for her age....? Just what type of sorcery is this!!! ] Are days like, filled with thousands of hours at your home world or something?

[anita_hero]

Huh? Oh! No, no, she, um - it's a long story. My parents are, um...three years old right now. Two days seems really long when you're that age, but Mom's very stubborn.

...It's a really long story.

[weaponry]

I have time. [ An awkward silence ensues. Tenten isn't sure how to phrase the question tactfully, so she just drops the prospect of remaining polite. ] How the hell are your parents three? How old are you? [ A four month old at Luceti? Awkward. ]