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Zhautas ([personal profile] zhautasmods) wrote in [community profile] sexyspace2018-06-25 07:10 am
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TEST DRIVE MEME #2

Awakening
Artificial lights assault your eyes. It takes a few blinks for them to adjust properly. Quiet mechanical whirs and clicks sound in the small, sparse space that you had likely been corralled into before being put to sleep for the long journey. As grogginess fades away and lucidity starts to take hold, you begin to remember where you are and why you’re here on this spaceship thousands of light years away from home and perhaps everything and everyone you’ve ever known.

The multiverse is sick. It’s dying. And it’s up to you to save it. Or, at least, that’s what the Zenith Corporation had told you when they announced their search for a cure across the multiverse. They hand-picked individuals to be "volunteers" for the next stage of experimentation. Maybe they made it sound dire, maybe you already had your mind set to help, or maybe the specifics of how you could help was vague. Considering the alternative was wasting away on your home planet with no promise of when this cure might actually come to fruition, it ultimately wasn’t much of a choice either way.

Everything comes to life the more awake that you start to feel. "Good morning, volunteer," sounds a synthetic, feminine voice in your ear. That must be one of the fancy features they advertised about the chip that was injected just beneath your skin. A projected HUD above your torso displays and scrolls through several readings about the state of your being. "A scan of your vital signs show that everything is functioning as normal." There’s a small pause. "Wait-" The spike of alarm that should follow that single, distressed-sounding word is accompanied by a light chime. "Emotional responses are still accurate, too. Thank you for your cooperation!" Without any further explanation or allowing for protest, she continues on. "I hope you enjoyed your nap! We’ll be descending to planet #05031941 - common name designated as Zhautas - in approximately three hours. There will be a brief orientation for all volunteers exactly one hour before landing. Due to potential unnatural stress levels upon awakening from stasis, I suggest a relaxing trip to the garden beforehand."

If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask.
My name is R.O.S.I.E. and, on behalf of all of us at the Zenith Corporation, we’re happy to have you aboard.
Code Credit

Say Aloe (Prospective Players Only)


Red lights lead the way to the gym, green will be your path to the gardens, ostignuh is- Wait, what do you mean the color ostignuh is burning your eyes? Huh. They must have over-corrected for your species. Oh, well. They’ll fix that for the next trip. For now, don’t worry about it. It probably didn’t lead to anything important anyway!

  1. The staff is much more attentive this time than they were with the first wave of volunteers. Poor feedback and the threat of losing their jobs if they don't improve their standing will do that! Unfortunately, it isn't just the colors that have been over-corrected. Despite how many times you tell the very helpful staff member that you're fine, they won't leave you alone. Are you sure? They can walk with you if you'd like. They can even hold your hand if you're overwhelmed! If there's anything you need, they're here for you.

    Maybe if you find a buddy to walk you to your destination they might divert their attention to a different volunteer. The buddy system is pretty fool-proof, after all.

  2. As you draw closer to the gardens, the lights in the hallway begin to dim. In fact, the only available source of illumination for a small distance is the thin green line across the floor guiding your way. Careful not to trip! There's handy railing to hold onto or maybe you accidentally grab the arm of that (hopefully) cute person nearby. It's kind of hard to tell and green isn't really a flattering color anyway.

    Suddenly, you're stepping into a wide open space of twilight. Iridescent flowers dot the landscape for as far as the eye can see. They come in all different shapes, sizes, and glow softly in this simulated night-scape. Trees of shining magenta leaves and blue bark wind up to the stars. Or, at least, the viewing panels that allow the stars to be seen from inside the ship. Not to worry, it's entirely safe and beautiful!

    The featured flower of this month is the Nykt Blossom. Be warned, however, that inhaling its pollen causes increased levels of oxytocin. This will cause you to feel compelled to bond socially with others. That is, you might find yourself a lot more friendly than usual! Maybe a little too friendly, even, if you're especially susceptible to its effects.

  3. It's very easy to miss the warning signs in this dark as you step into the section of the garden that houses the more alien plant-life.

    They'll fix that for the future, of course, but for now many volunteers are likely finding themselves subject to the same unfortunate circumstances. Coitendrils are in abundance here; they're a pretty touchy feely species. It's a plant that thrives in warm conditions and grows at an incredibly fast rate to seek out these cozy spots. As it turns out, your body warmth is the highest temperature around and exactly what it's looking for.

    Before you know it, long green tendrils are suddenly growing around your arms or legs in speedy spirals. They get everywhere in a matter of mere seconds. Their growth is aggressive, finding ways beneath the fabric of whatever clothes you happen to be wearing and to the skin below. The only way to reverse their growing hold is to cool yourself off and fast. Maybe someone can grab you some ice?
Orientation (Prospective Players Only)

Around an hour before landing, an announcement is made to everyone aboard the ship. It’s time to find your way to the amphitheater for orientation. If anyone gripes, they are reminded that it has mandatory safety information that the Zenith Corporation is legally required to cover. In fact, there's even a quiz at the end to make sure you understand all the technical ins and outs! The Zenith Corporation only has your best interests at heart. They also can’t afford another lawsuit or PR nightmare but who can, really? It’s only a half an hour long and R.O.S.I.E. reassures everyone that it will go by faster than they think.
  1. Are you way too cool for school? If you try to play hookey, the crew members of the spaceship are already on guard. You're not the first one to try this and they doubt you'll be the last. Try as you might to super sleuth your way around, there’ll be someone at apparently every single turn and twist you try.

    It’s also very likely that in scrambling to find a place to hide you’ll run into someone else breaking the rules! Perhaps great minds think alike and you decide to try to defy the system together. Or maybe they’re totally just getting in your way and you decide instead to throw them to the wolves to give yourself a better chance at escaping certain boredom that is an informational seminar. The choice is yours, volunteer!

  2. Whether you come to the orientation willingly or are dragged in by one of the staff, you’ll quickly realize just how bad R.O.S.I.E. lied. A half an hour feels almost like ten hours instead. The last time you checked your watch, it was somehow later than when you check it now. Is time going backward? It sure seems like it the longer you listen to the monotone voice read over colored flavor text clearly meant to engage but missing its mark stupendously. Even the motivation of a quiz at the end that needs to be passed in order to disembark seems to do little to nothing for your dwindling attention span.

    Finally, there’s a break in the bureaucratic monotony. The faceless, droning voice introduces one of the staff currently on Zhautas, Jeneviere. He's assistant to the head scientist, Professor Quintalian, and freshly assigned overseer of new volunteers. He also looks like he absolutely doesn't want to be the one doing this seminar.

    "Come now, Jenny," says a masculine voice off screen. "You promised."
    "I know what I said," he snaps, glaring off camera and not seeming to care much for the fact this is a live feed nor that these new volunteers are expecting something a bit more professional.
    "Then what's the problem?" the voice asks again. As it does, a tentacle wiggles into view and gives a reassuring pat on the deerman's shoulder. "I know for a fact that you like being filmed, Jenny, so really this shouldn't be so daunting-"

    As he speaks, Jeneviere's cheeks suddenly burn red hot. He stands forcefully out of his chair and uses one of those hoofs to kick harshly at the source of the tentacles. There's a very undignified squawk at the attack before the video feed cuts out and a technical difficulties sign is displayed.

    "... Right," the narrator from before says to break the undeniably awkward silence. "Just give us a moment, volunteers, and we'll get a pre-recorded seminar ready for you instead. In the meantime, let's open up communications with the facility and allow you to discuss with those already on the planet about what they've enjoyed most about their time on Zhautas so far?*

  3. Hopefully, you didn't forget about the quiz! The staff certainly didn't. After the pre-recorded seminar is run, papers are handed out. A quiet shuffle carries through the room as people pass them to and fro down the aisles. It all seems rather arbitrary and tedious but remember! You have to pass in order to disembark.

    It isn't too hard. Or maybe it is. Perhaps it's just the pressure that you only have fifteen minutes to complete it. What was the professor's first name again? How many research facilities are there on the planet? Staff are scrutinizing your every move now, it feels like. Do you take the risk and try to whisper for help to the person next to you? Pass notes? Do what you must to succeed! ...Or you can just shamefully take the quiz again and again and again until they're legally obligated to let you off board.
Welcome to Zhautas! (All Players)

Finally, it's time to disembark at the research facility. This time they have the right coordinates so it's as easy as stepping off the ship and to your new home away from home. Or, at least, it should have been that easy...

There's an awful lot of construction going on around here. Several beings with hard hats, power tools, and ridiculous amounts of glue are rushing about. They're shouting orders and saying "excuse me" where they remember to. Still, it can be hard to get a word in edgewise about the fact that you're new volunteers here to check-in. In addition to the construction, there's also an awful lot of important-seeming people walking throughout the facility as well that staff are far more attentive to than you.

In short, it's borderline chaos as you try to get your bearings.

  1. "Bad news, new volunteers," says R.O.S.I.E. in the midst of all the commotion. "We have your housing assignments but there have been some... technical difficulties in preparing the new rooms." There's actually been a lot of technical difficulties, period. Maybe you've already noticed with the lights randomly changing color or dimness, the vending machine that launched your drink at you, or R.O.S.I.E. herself glitching out periodically when responding. The problem with the rooms is that the doors won't open. Or they won't stay closed. Or that they open and close constantly and forcefully so it's a safety hazard. As if everything else going on with all the construction isn't.

    "We're working on it as fast as we can, but for now, we've set up a temporary sleeping situation until its resolved." Everyone will be directed to one of the larger common rooms in the east wing of the facility while the rest of the volunteers are still awaiting their new housing as promised. Mattresses are laid out in rows on the floor. There's plenty of blankets, pillows, and even some LED lights strung around the room to provide some nice ambience.

    Additionally, there's a screen covering one of the walls for a movie to be projected on before bed. R.O.S.I.E. has chosen a thematically appropriate film that was approved by Professor Quintalian himself. Snacks are provided too! It's an old-fashioned sleepover, volunteers. Make a blanket fort, enjoy what's on for your viewing pleasure, and have - most of all - have fun.

  2. What's a sleepover without scary stories? Flashlights have been provided and it's time to get spooky. Here's your chance to share that real thriller that you know from back home. Maybe another world has a similar tale! Either way, there's nothing like bonding over a little healthy fear. Right?

    Or maybe terrifying strangers isn't your idea of a good time and you'd rather make shadow puppets instead. That's also an option! In fact, some people are trying to start a contest out of it to see who can cast the most creative shadows around.

  3. The night staff comes around for one last security sweep. Get some sleep, they say. It's been a long day. Tomorrow might be even longer if they still can't figure out the rooms or where to put all these new volunteers for the time being.

    As nice as that sounds, it's a little easier said than done. Whether it's the construction noise, the person next to you snoring, or late night existential thoughts it's difficult for sleep to find you. Maybe talking to someone might help? Or maybe you just need to go to the bathroom. Good luck crossing the swath of bodies, in the case of the latter, and who knows! You might find someone else having as much trouble sleeping as you that you can commiserate with.

    Or maybe you're the one snoring. Do you happen to kick in your sleep? How unfortunate for the person assigned to the mat next to you. They might be courteous or they might tell you just how obnoxious it is. Whatever the case might actually be, you're likely in for a long first night here at the research facility.
Network/Bangr (All Players)

During all the goings-on, R.O.S.I.E. will prompt you to set up your presence on the network. Pick a username, a profile picture, and commence to shitposting immediately if you so desire! Additionally, if you want to get a headstart on your contribution to the volunteer program, why not set up your Bangr? R.O.S.I.E. even has an icebreaker question ready for you! They change every month. This month's question is:

Do you like wake-up sex or staying up all night?*
(*Despite what you might actually put, know that R.O.S.I.E. is a little glitchy. What you wrote might not actually be what's displayed! I.E., you can totally use this as a misfire type deal in case your character wouldn't answer this question.)


bangr
Professor Quintalian | 35
Do you like wake-up sex or staying up all night?
Wake-up sex is the best, in my opinion. Hormones are more haywire first thing in the morning; it's just scientific sense to get your bang in during wake-up time.

YES
NO


BANGR CODE
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vashoth: (pic#12407087)

[personal profile] vashoth 2018-07-03 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[He rubs his head, steadies himself back on his feet. The mattress remains slung over his shoulder - it would be nice if he could hit something right now. Not her, but maybe a training dummy... He's got a headache and a lack of outlet.]

You've been a mage for over 100 years? You're joking, right. Humans don't live that long.
Edited 2018-07-03 18:49 (UTC)
kisekae: (be sure to wear some flowers in your hai)

[personal profile] kisekae 2018-07-03 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
-Midare was sitting on one of the benches outside the shower, thumbing through his communicator idly, mostly just exploring what all apps were present. He particularly enjoyed the little dress-up game, but as he heard someone come in, his attention was pulled to Ren.

He... hadn't particularly put much thought to what he'd been expecting, but he hadn't exactly expected that. His eyes went a bit wide, and he had to pause a moment to even think of what to say.-


Uh.. Hi! You're Ren, I take it?
mind_of_god: (live my life as a thug till the day I di)

[personal profile] mind_of_god 2018-07-03 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"In all honesty, I find it all a bit fascinating. I'm eager to get to work, and start learning more about this condition we are meant to be treating," Eirin chuckled.

"I'm a doctor, you see, so this sort of thing has piqued my interests pretty heavily."
semicharmed: (coat)

[personal profile] semicharmed 2018-07-03 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"That could be fun," he replies--and after a second, he settles onto a corner of Eames' mattress. "Let's see. I remember five cards, raising-calling-folding, and ... vaguely which things are better than other things, but that's about as far as my knowledge goes."

He offers Eames another quick smile.

"I'm Matt. Jamison." He's in the habit of doing first and last name, just because of Murdock. "Nice to meet you."
vashoth: (pic#12406684)

SOMETIMES but mostly just requires a huge wiki binge to turn up tiny details

[personal profile] vashoth 2018-07-03 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm a pretty easygoing Qunari compared to some of the others. Probably good luck I ended up here and not a Tamassran or Antaam soldier. They might just try to convert everyone to the Qun.

[Hahaha. Brainwashing religion, nothing weird there at all.]

Can't imagine hiding. I mean, have you seen me? Not like these horns would fit under a big hat.

[He says it with evident humor. Over seven feet, long horns, grey skin... It would be impossible. Better to hide in plain sight.]

Nice to meet you. You can call me the Iron Bull.
catsallthewaydown: (nia6)

[personal profile] catsallthewaydown 2018-07-03 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
I'll think I'll be taking a raincheck then. Or maybe I'll just eat an apple.
mind_of_god: (all around me are familiar faces)

[personal profile] mind_of_god 2018-07-03 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
If you insist, but I do recommend against it. It's better to just bite the bullet as they say and get it over with.
hotdiggity: <user name=bitemark> (9)

[personal profile] hotdiggity 2018-07-03 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ren stops. He’s tall and lean, his new body well defined. His ears are slightly pointed and his eyes a bright yellow, contrasting with dark blue hair. He has markings on his body and face, pointed teeth, and is wearing jeans with no shirt or shoes.]

I’m Ren and you are Midare.

[He moves closer, a little bit of a hop in his step.] Feel it.

Feel how real I am. My body in Rhyme looked this way but sensation wasn’t the same. It was never as intense as this.

[He drags his hands down his chest and sighs.]
impendingstorm: (Default)

[personal profile] impendingstorm 2018-07-03 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Doctor, huh? I thought we were supposed to be test subjects." Hopefully Maya at least was only supposed to be a test subject-she didn't know the first thing about diseases. "They'd better not put me anywhere near a hospital and expect me to help."
mind_of_god: (reach for the stars)

[personal profile] mind_of_god 2018-07-03 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh I doubt I'll be given any hand in the actual experimentation, but that doesn't stop a curious mind's cravings," another laugh.

"Though some have said they do prefer the idea of a medical professional being here who isn't affiliated with this group, too."
astralera: (3192571 (34))

if only SE was so kind /stares at glaring holes in lore

[personal profile] astralera 2018-07-03 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She... crinkles her nose a bit. ] They would be welcome to try, though for myself and my husband it would be a wasted effort.

[ It's kind of what happens when the creator of your world makes you Her chosen champion. And as for Aymeric, well. He was raised as the equivalent of a very devout Catholic. ]

The horns would be an oddity, though your size and colouring would not be unlike those of the Roegadyn. You could pull it off, I'm sure.

[ She's only half-joking. He would actually fit right in amongst the pirates of Limsa Lominsa.

Era offers a polite bow. ]


It is good to meet you, the Iron Bull.
kisekae: (badfairy nah inna dat)

[personal profile] kisekae 2018-07-03 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
-Midare could tell the guy was handsome by the Bangr post, but he still had been expecting more clothes than that. But everything about Ren was visually intriguing, and not just his build. The markings, the color of his eyes, the edge of his ears...

He could hardl'y refuse such an enthusiastic demand, either, remaining seated as his hands moved to Ren's stomach, fanning over the warm skin, feeling the muscle beneath.-


This is... an amazing body you've got, Renchan. -But more than that, Midare couldn't help but noticing Ren's own reactions to it. This must have all seemed so new and wonderful to him... It was infectious, a smile of his own forming to match Ren's sincerity.-

You could wreak some real havoc with it, but I think you gotta get used to it first.
vashoth: (pic#8997793)

[personal profile] vashoth 2018-07-03 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[A grimace crosses his features at the mention of slave-masters. Par Vollen and Qunari culture has them, but his thoughts on that... are complex and ultimately borne out of dislike, to say the least of how he feels now. He's seen enough to know the damage it does.]

You survived it though. Not everyone manages that.

[Survival is sometimes the most challenging part. Bull relaxes, leaning against the wall at his back. He fumbles a bit with the flashlight before - oh, that's how it works - a click of the button flickers it off.]

And now you're here, saving the multiverse. Whatever that's supposed to be. Through sex. Kinda a weird solution if you ask me.
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[personal profile] loxias 2018-07-03 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[The comparison made his brow twitch. Beyond being thought of as a child - and Apollo had no experuence being one - just how did the other details make sense!? This man was far from an open flame, and Apollo was the sun.

No, back to the matter at hand. Apollo rested his hand on his hip, thinking of how to go about this. Really, the insolence of this mortal. ]


Right now, your idea of what suffices depends on your view of what a god should be like, and there is at least one other god on this ship who operates differently than I. Not to mention, you'll think of what I'm capable of in terms of your magic.

How do you plan on weeding out that bias of yours?
impendingstorm: (Smirk)

[personal profile] impendingstorm 2018-07-03 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Maya gave a noncommittal shrug, largely unconcerned with whether a doctor was associated with the group or not. They were obviously powerful enough that if they wanted to fuck with the volunteers, they could-there was no reason to jump through so many hoops.

"Maybe if you ask, they'll let you help. Or at least give you notes." Reaching the end of the hall, they had two options-left or right. Before them was another common room, much like the one they'd come from already.
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[personal profile] hotdiggity 2018-07-03 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ren reaches out and covers Midare’s hand with his own, trembling at the touch. The muscles in his stomach shift and he smiles down at Midare.]

I’ll never be used to it. [Without much warming he lowers to his knees and pushes in against Midare’s legs. He presses his face to the top of his thighs and nuzzles in.] I’m too big now.

It makes them unhappy.

[His hands hang loosely at his side.]
followhim: a shiny piece of coal (a diamond in the rough)

[personal profile] followhim 2018-07-03 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it definitely might kill him. but honestly? if that's how he's going to go, he's okay with it. there are worse ways to die than "received amazing deep throat."

every breath seems to catch. his default isn't to be particularly loud — as previously noted, a lot of time sneaking around barracks conditioned him for that — but the heavy breathing is there.

maybe he's sensitive from being out of practice (trying to be a resistance leader takes up a lot of free time that could have been used for other activities. and even the reprieve he got from that while being in hathaway ... well, that was a different story. not a great story. the point is that there was a drought and he's thirsty.) maybe he's sensitive because he's sensitive. why not both? he knows literally nothing about magnus but feels pretty sure that he might have magic powers.

he lets go of his singular tiny little scrap of restraint; his hands reach for magnus' head, fingers digging into his hair. trying to pull him in, pull him closer, not really caring if he's being too rough because there just isn't room for caring. the only thing he can think about is more and what actions he can take to achieve that. it's all softness and warmth and magnus' throat is right there. he got the sneak peek and now he wants the entire thing. he's aware in the back of his mind that if he goes too hard magnus could choke. but also, get this — more. ]
vashoth: (pic#12407095)

[personal profile] vashoth 2018-07-03 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Even back when he was formally of the Ben-Hassrath, Bull wasn't one to proselytize. Perhaps a good thing, in the end, as things had gone.]

Oh, I bet. Can't imagine how much it would rustle their jimmies to know there are dozens of other worlds out there, completely ignorant of the Qun.

[Could lead to a real crisis of faith for the most loyal.]

'Roegadyn'? Hey, at least there are other guys out there who look like us. That's something. [If only they were here as well. Bull would enjoy flexing to compare the size of his muscles.] A little bizarre, but. I'm still getting the hang of all of this multi-verse stuff.

[Rather than return the bow, he claps her on the shoulder. Gently.]

Thanks for using 'the' in my name. A lot of people forget that part.
Edited 2018-07-03 20:05 (UTC)
kisekae: (gliding with a feather)

[personal profile] kisekae 2018-07-03 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
-This guy was bizarre in a way Midare still hadn't quite parsed out yet, and the explicit displays of his comforts with physical closeness raised his eyebrow, if only briefly. But it was more empathy that settled in later, particularly with what he said after he'd already placed his head in his small lap...-

Hey, hey now, what do you mean by that? Who's them, and why would you being big make them unhappy?
mind_of_god: (it's a jungle out there)

[personal profile] mind_of_god 2018-07-03 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think Left is Lucky, today," Eirin stepped up closer beside Maya, not really bothering to gaze down either option, but instead seemingly pulling her choice from a bit of frivolous intuition...

"Or, rather, the air pressure is different down the right hallway. I think it leads to an outdoor area, so that would be a dead end if you're looking for a kitchen." Or not so frivolous, as it turned out.
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[personal profile] notaccurate 2018-07-03 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[How would he judge Apollo to truly be a god, hmm? Luca taps his chin thoughtfully as he considers it.

His thoughts first drifted to the Catholic depiction of God, as that is what he had grown up with (and ultimately had rejected, if not socially then at least personally, as he had come to realize that the sciences had more answers than a bible did). Kind, benevolent, loving all of his children and ultimately wanting them to join him in the kingdom of Heaven. Yeah, that wasn't this guy at all. So the thought is rejected almost as quickly as it comes.

Then he thinks to the Old Gods, the ones worshipped in the land he had called 'home' before agreeing to this trip. Odin, Thor, Loki, and so on. He did not know much about them beyond their base personalities, but they were all very tough, built around strengh and survival in the harsh northern climate. This guy looked too waif-like to be a strong god like that. A stiff breeze would probably knock him over. So that thought is also rejected.

Perhaps Greek, then? Would this one claim to sit among Zeus, Hera, and the others? They were from a warmer, more forgiving climate, and they tended to be petty and vain. Which is ironic, because they're the most human-like of the gods that Luca knows of. For someone who claims to be so above humanity, it would be ironic for him to belong to a pantheon known for being as flawed as humans are. But Luca still rejects that idea as ridiculous, if for no other reason than an actual Greek god would have already fried him where he stood for mouthing off.

So if it were to be true, it would probably be a belief system he is not familiar with. Which complicates things.
]

Magic and ability doesn't make someone a god, not when those abilities can be easily mimicked by mortals. Their actions and choices are what would make the difference, I suppose.
astralera: (Era Ra 05_23_2018 23_52_40)

[personal profile] astralera 2018-07-03 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Does the Qun speak to any of them?

[ It occurs to her that she never asked anyone this before. Most likely due to never really hearing anything about the religions of other worlds - except old Norse religion, given her friendship with Loki himself. But that was an odd outlier. ]

Roegadyn, yes. While they lack horns, they are very large in both height and musculature. [ She smiles, knowing quite well how bizarre it can be. ] The multi-verse is a concept I have had some time to come to terms with.

[ Because she sees and can expect it, Era is not bothered by the action. ]

Names are important. They help make a person what they are.

[ Era had no memory of a given name, but was given a suggestion for the one she carries now. Embarking on a new era of her life it made sense to name herself that. Unfortunately there have been those in the multiverse who thought her name to be a joke.

She pulls a dagger quite casually out of her pocket, then throws it at something behind the Iron Bull. The tentacle-like vine thrashes, knocking her dagger loose from its flesh and sending it sliding across the floor back towards them.

If it had eyes or ears she would be scolding and threatening it by now. Instead she tosses her second dagger at it to make her point. ]
dragonwarder: (blood of dragon)

[personal profile] dragonwarder 2018-07-03 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Indeed.

[She's happy to move on from that talk, tucking her legs to the side of her and folding her hands over her lap as she once again regards the large man beside her. She, too, watches him mess with the flashlight with some obvious curiosity.]

I have not yet paid witness to those miracles, but I have seen other things here that leads me to believe they are telling the truth.

[She didn't really want to see someone die disease. It was unpleasant, let alone on as large of a scale as they were made to believe. And then there was the fact that she was surrounded by aliens, and technology and -- whatever Bull was. She sucks backward on her teeth thoughtfully before:]

May I ask a forward question of you?

[She leans in some, to make it clear that she's trying to be respectful.]

What do you call your people? I have never seen anything like you before.
impendingstorm: (Sunset)

[personal profile] impendingstorm 2018-07-03 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Really? You can tell what the air pressure is like here?" Sure, on space stations when there were pressurizers Maya could tell the difference-but here she didn't feel a thing.

Either way, it sounded like good advice. And so Maya turned left as requested.
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[personal profile] vashoth 2018-07-03 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Distracted from the conversation by that slither of movement out of the corner of his eye, Bull turns with a sigh. Of course those pests aren't dead. He has half a mind to hack clear the whole patch of fauna, so he doesn't end up with his ankles tangled together again, but it's probably better not to go... destroying property on a whim.]

Shit, not these guys again.

[Her second dagger seems to do the trick, the tendril recoiling as if stung by the strike. Just for good measure, Bull steps over and chops the offending vine clean in half with a single-armed swing.]

The Qun doesn't really 'speak' to people, exactly. It's a code the Qunari follow. [Ah, damn, here he is. Talking about it anyway.] It defines their whole society.

[A rougher, hard-voweled quality enters his voice. Their society. Not his, not anymore.]

What about your name? Does it mean something?