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[There is a series of pops and crackles from the feed, only temporary as the video flickers online. At first, there is a bright orange glow and the soft hum of some other device, however, the communicator device is jostled about a moment before resting on the face of a rather battered looking young woman. You would be too if you didn't realize a certain AI had booby-trapped a certain Stalemate Resolution Button. Her lips are pursed in a straight line as she turns the device about in her hand, her brows slightly knit in confusion.

This device is archaic in her standards--old Aperture archaic.

She looks up from the camera to examine her surroundings before speaking, hesitant, her voice not more than a hoarse whisper.]

H-hello?

[A pause as she looks up again. Maybe a noise caught her attention. She waits before looking into the camera again.]

Where this place?

[Red suddenly blots the video, followed by a somewhat annoyed grunt. Blood from a head injury, apparently. Both audio and video are cut off.]

[Audio]

Date: 2011-05-05 05:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragon-savior.livejournal.com
You're in Demeleier. My name is Ryu, are you alright?

[She certainly sounded a bit more beat up than most new arrivals.]

Re: [Audio]

Date: 2011-05-05 11:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[There is a noticeably lengthy pause. She really hadn't expected the thing to actually, well, work. And for another, it is someone else's voice. A good chance it is pre-recorded. In her mind. Hrn. Is it worth answering?

The silence is broken by a few moments of loud rustling fabric--her attempt at cleaning off the camera device while having accidentally pressed the audio button.]

[Audio]

Date: 2011-05-05 09:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragon-savior.livejournal.com
[The rustling fabric is not the first sound he expects.]

What the heck was that? Can you hear me?

[Audio]

Date: 2011-05-05 10:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[Chell draws the fabric away from the communicator. Oops.]

Yes. I can. [A pause.] I was cleaning blood off a lens.

[Audio]

Date: 2011-05-05 10:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragon-savior.livejournal.com
Blood? [Now his voice was a little more urgent.]

Are you injured? Give me a moment, and I can find you. Are there any possible landmarks nearby?

Oh, and... Don't be afraid when you see me.

[Audio]

Date: 2011-05-05 11:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
Not badly. [Of course, "badly" to one person could easily be something else to another. There is another long pause as Chell looks around.


Er. Well. There is a lot of vegetation, apparently.] Not quite potato trees. [This is mostly meant for herself but said loud enough to be picked up clearly on the microphone.] But there are things hanging from them.

[Audio]

Date: 2011-05-05 11:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragon-savior.livejournal.com
Well... I know what you look like, so just stand somewhere I can see you from the sky. It shouldn't take me long to find you.

[Audio]

Date: 2011-05-05 11:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[Sky?]

...okay.

[There is occasional snap of twigs and leaves as she makes her way out of this strange chamber. The potato trees are cleared into a wide expanse of... flat nothing.]

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-05 11:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragon-savior.livejournal.com
[He was already darting through the air, although the thick foliage spread around the village did little to assist in his search. Thankfully, Chell stood out against the green that surrounded her.

Lowering himself to land, Ryu shifted back to his human form as his feet touched the ground.
]

That was a little easier than I expected.

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-06 02:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[Chell tests her weight against the considerably softer ground, finding that the spring supports at the back of her boots sink if she leans back too far.

Problematic. Perhaps.

Her eyes moves to the blue expanse hovering above her.]

..s..sky.

[Not much time is taken to revel that she is, in fact, outside. Her eyes narrow as she watches a dark shape slowly descend towards the ground. Towards her.

Instinctively, Chell takes a step back, portal gun in hand, but not raised to fire. As if it would really do anything here, anyway.

This one...a boy? But, he doesn't seem human. Entirely? The voice is familiar though.]

You fly. [A curious observation, nothing more.]

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-06 02:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragon-savior.livejournal.com
Ah, yes. It's kind of a long story. In the meantime, I'd rather make sure you're okay. If you'll allow me, I'd like to examine your injuries. I'll also try to answer whatever questions you have about this place.

[Now that he actually got a good look at her, he was curious about... Well, everything really. He had never seen anyone dress like her before.]

What's your name?

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-06 12:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[Chell blinks several times. So unusual. A small part of her wonder how long she has disappeared/been asleep/locked away/whatever you like to believe. Or does she just not remember? This is unlikely. Or perhaps part of it is the disbelief she is interacting with another living, sentient being.

He seems very un-turret-like, at least.

Wait, he is speaking again.]

Chell.

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-08 12:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragon-savior.livejournal.com
It's nice to meet you.

[It had been so long since he really interacted with any new arrivals, he was used to people seeing his healing magic at work. The boy silently willed a gentle green glow to his hands.]

This should deal with any immediate injuries for the time being. Do you know where the worst of them are?

Re: [Action]

Date: 2011-05-09 01:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[Chell visibly tenses at the green light and shifts a half-step back.] What is that? [Soft, uncertain, a little demanding.]

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-09 02:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragon-savior.livejournal.com
[His gaze shifted back to her face, looking a little puzzled at first, and then it hit him.]

Oh! They must not have magic where you come from, right? Myself and a few others are skilled with healing magic.

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-09 02:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[Magic? That only exists in stories...right?

Her brows knit slightly as she gives a shake of her head.]

No. [Only science.] How does.. [pause] does the healing magic work?

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-09 02:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragon-savior.livejournal.com
Well, almost anyone can learn it where I come from. It just comes naturally to me. Just as well, I don't particularly like hurting people.

It won't sting or anything, I promise.

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-09 03:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[Her gaze moves to his hands, then back to his face. Well...]

Just a few cuts. Mostly bruising.

[As far as she knows. She has never been too entirely concerned about injuries, so long as she could still move around. Evidence is shown by the small, but multiple scars on her exposed arms--gifts from the turrets.

The blood from the cut on her forehead is slowly dribbling to a stop; the worst of the damage are minor burns and a scattering of cuts on her upper body, the lower generally spared.]

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-09 03:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragon-savior.livejournal.com
[He offers her a grim smile, uttering a few words for the spell. The light around his hands grows a little stronger, then begins flowing around her in the form of warm, softly glowing orbs.

As they pass around her body towards her feet, the light concentrated towards parts of her body that were injured, dulling the pain and speeding up her body's natural healing.
]

You'll still need to check your injuries and clean them to prevent infection, but that should hopefully get you feeling a lot better.

[He didn't feel it his business to ask what she had been through. The poor thing seemed bewildered enough already.]

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-09 04:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[Chell stands still, even if her initial instinct is to distance herself away from this "healing magic." Maybe this is one of those things where moving around too much might cause more problems than benefits; she has no idea. She simply cannot wrap her head around such an idea.

Her breath catches in her throat as her body begins to tingle--strange sensation indeed. A quick glance down her arm confirms that the cuts are now scabs, and it is easier--much easier--to breathe.

That other girl mentioned getting her injuries examined as well.]

Thank you. [Errrrr..] Where would I find a medic? [Somewhat unusual that this boy does not have the qualifications, as he seems to have the skills.]

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-09 04:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragon-savior.livejournal.com
I can take care of that as well. I just felt it might be easier to manage your injuries after a bit of magic. I've learned a lot by traveling. You spend a good deal of your childhood trying to find out who you are, you can learn a lot on the side. Although Myhrta is way better at it than I am.

If you don't mind me saying... You look a little rough. If you want, there's good food at the Inn, and I'm sure you can find some fresh clothes, and I bet the bath house would have you feeling like a million zenny.

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-09 01:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[Chell gives a slight nod of her head, mentally storing the information for later. Though she does not know--or perhaps does not remember entirely--what an inn or a million zenny are, she imagines it is most likely she'll find out with a bit of walking about.

Her fingertips reach up towards her hairline, finding that a scab has closed up the cut. She doesn't feel much in pain. .... Good enough.]

Thank you. I will be fine. [Wait. Err..] What is your name?

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-11 11:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragon-savior.livejournal.com
I'm Ryu. I'm usually fishing or on the Watch, so I'm not a hard person to find. If you need something, a lot of people here are perfectly willing to help you out.

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-12 03:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
Ryu. [The pronunciation does not come easy. It sounds a lot more like R-ew. Or something along those lines.]

What is the Watch?

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-12 01:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragon-savior.livejournal.com
[He doesn't worry so much about how his name is pronounced. After all, Chell needs help settling in before worrying about something as silly as that.]

It's a patrol that serves to keep an eye on things outside of the village, so everyone can sleep a little easier. The Fae can be kind of tricky at best, and malevolent at worst, so it pays to be careful.

Anyone is welcome on it. Oh, that reminds me... Did you happen to have a crown made of rowan near you when you woke up? It's kind of an important ward to have. It's not foolproof, but it can save you a lot of trouble.

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-12 02:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[Hn. These fae, whatever they are, sound a lot like a certain AI. She frowns a little at that.

At the mention of a crown, Chell blinks.] I..am not sure. I had this nearby. [She holds up the communicator device.]

[ video ]

Date: 2011-05-05 03:57 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] selfished
[ Oh, that red isn't.. very good, is it? Kyouko slightly frowns as she starts her feed. ]

Oi, are you okay?

Re: [ video ]

Date: 2011-05-05 05:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[What? More voices...er...personality cores? Or...people? She catches sight of a girl's face on the screen. Un..usual.

Chell blinks once, twice, before quietly replying. Blood is dribbling from a cut on her forehead, which she seems to be ignoring for the moment.]

...fine.

[ video ]

Date: 2011-05-05 06:05 pm (UTC)
selfished: (some words are not heard)
From: [personal profile] selfished
I dunno if you realise it, but you're bleeding.

[ She still frowns, but also does a tiny shrug as she bites off some beef jerky. ]

Might want to get that looked at.

[ video ]

Date: 2011-05-05 10:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[Chell raises a hand to her forehead and is not surprised to find the skin between her hairline and temple wet. Somewhat annoyed, though, but the expression is nothing more than a downwards turn of her mouth. Damn bombs.]

Yes, it appears I am.

[Get it looked at?] Where would I go?

[ video ]

Date: 2011-05-06 02:54 pm (UTC)
selfished: (your soul was too defective)
From: [personal profile] selfished
[ ... Oh, so she doesn't care much. Well, Kyouko just gives a little shrug in response to that. ]

Are you still where you arrived?

Re: [ video ]

Date: 2011-05-09 01:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[A corner of the feed shows a patch of blue sky. And green.]

At the moment, yes. [Pause.] Someone is coming, I believe. [The boy she talked to momentarily, perhaps.]

[ video ]

Date: 2011-05-09 06:42 pm (UTC)
selfished: (the trouble i've seen)
From: [personal profile] selfished
Well, that's good, I guess.. I'm pretty sure they'll take you to the village.

's not like it's difficult to find it, either way.

[audio]

Date: 2011-05-10 06:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] breakin-ur-lore.livejournal.com
[Blood is not good. :(]

Are you hurt? Madam?

[audio]

Date: 2011-05-11 01:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[Sure she feels a little winded, but everything seems to be in one piece.]

I am fine. [A pause.] Disoriented, a little. [Though she means more lost than physically so, she forgets about pointing out the difference.]

[audio]

Date: 2011-05-11 07:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] breakin-ur-lore.livejournal.com
[Everything in one piece is good! Unlike blood!]

We have healers in the village if you need them. You're in a place called Demeleier - we've all been taken here from our homes by the fae.

Re: [audio]

Date: 2011-05-12 03:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[Heal..ers? Like...medics? Hn.] The fae? [She pauses, trying to recall any information of them, maybe from memory.] Is there a reason for it?

[audio]

Date: 2011-05-13 02:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] breakin-ur-lore.livejournal.com
Probably, but they haven't told us. [ :|b ] We can protect ourselves against them with rowan and iron - there should be a circlet of rowan near you, in fact. We have iron links at the village. Has anyone offered to come get you yet?

[audio]

Date: 2011-05-15 01:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redacted-error.livejournal.com
[Rowan...iron? Errr.]

I don't recall seeing any circlet.

[audio]

Date: 2011-05-15 05:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] breakin-ur-lore.livejournal.com
[Does this sound crazy? Rest assured, it's perfectly normal for Med'an. He's from Warcraft, after all. :D ]

You don't? [pause.]

It's...not on your head right now, is it? [JUST THAT HE WOULD FORGET THAT HE WAS WEARING IT, NOT THAT YOU'RE DUMB OR ANYTHING.]

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