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[Video] The Rhyme is a lie

[The communicator flickers on to focus on Rita, who looks tired and a bit spaced-out. All the excitement of coming to the City catching up with her, perhaps?]

Hey, did someone start growing a flower garden in here or something? All I can smell are roses, and they're giving me a headache.

[She sleepily rubs at her eyes then pauses, mildly confused. She inspects her hand, and one might see rose-red rings on her fingers.]

Huh? Is there something...I never had allergies to anything before--wait, is something burning?

[Of course, the device can't exactly transmit the smell, but smoke is starting to waft around the room. Rita frantically starts rummaging around and looking for the source.]

Where is this coming from? A-ow, that kind of...

[Suddenly, her hands burst into flames. She's momentarily stunned at her spontaneous combustion but recovers enough to do something about it, grabbing a blanket and smothering out the flames. She's pretty alert now, at least.]

What the hell just happened?! Is this one of those...w-wait!

[Another tendril of smoke starts to creep up. Rita wastes no time now, a blue magic circle appearing at her feet as she casts a spell.]

O caprice of innocent waters...Champagne!

[The spring of water forms beneath her feet, bubbling forth a small stream that halts the smoke. Rita sighs shakily, about to turn back to her device, when the smoke returns once again.]

C-come on! Stop it, already!

[OOC: Will be backtagging when I get in from work AGAIN sob. Anyway, her nursery rhyme is Ring Around the Rosy, which this handy site going around suggests refers to the bubonic plague. Too bad the City doesn't feel like waiting to cremate you...]

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Damnit, it's still--

[And she's kicking off her shoes, swinging her legs over the side of the tub to get her red-ringed feet into the water. After a moment, she just gets right in and sits down.]

I'll have to stay like this but at this rate...I mean, what if I start burning on the inside?

[A handy ability--filling the tub with hot water might do the trick initially, but once it cooled... she made good arguments as to why she ought to worry, but outside of a moment of how should I know irritation, Uryuu focused on the more reassuring side of logic.

Why? Uh-- something something Quincy.]

You could. But rashes are external. Further, the human body is roughly 55-to-70 percent water. I suppose this curse could continue to exacerbate the impossible by lighting your insides as well-- [Reassuring. Reassuring.] but, I doubt it.

[Rita's enough of a scientist herself to know that he's right; she's already observed that water seems to fix the problem so her insides should be fine. Hopefully.]

R-right...it shouldn't be a problem now. ...Uh, thanks, by the way.

[Well, if she won't be combusting--]

There's no need to thank me.

[Now something of an awkward situation.]

Maybe this isn't the best time, but--I'm Rita.

[A natural result of acting "cool"--wryly:]

It's the City. There's rarely a good time. ...Ishida Uryuu. [Rita sounds like a first name, so there follows clarification.] Last name, first.

No kidding. I hate this place already.

[Being that they're probably from very different worlds, she's not especially surprised, though it does interest her.]

Okay. Nice to meet you, Uryuu.

It will only get worse. Though, I suppose you've more a head-start than most.

Given the circumstances, I'm surprised you would say so, Rita-san.

That's what everyone keeps saying. But I guess most people don't start bursting into flames on their fourth day here, huh?

What, are you saying it's weird?

Not most, no. There are some here who do like this place, though I am not one of them.

I would have said "that's weird" if I was. [OK, no, he wouldn't have.]

Probably the kind of people that love misery and mayhem, I bet.

Fine, whatever. It's just what someone should normally say when they first meet somebody and you sort of helped me out a bit, I guess.

Those, yes. Also the dead.

Then, the pleasure is entirely mine. It wouldn't do to let a newcomer burn up after four days,

...For getting a second chance at a life, even if it's a messed-up one, huh?

Edited 2010-05-04 21:50 (UTC)

Y-yeah, so...it helps to have people around who already know about the place. I think I'd go nuts if I were here by myself.

Such is the general consensus, though I would not generalize and apply it to all of the dead.

Knowing only helps so far when it comes to the curses, but knowledge is always preferable to a lack thereof.

I hear that dead people can't leave this City at all, so I'm not sure I'd be too thrilled about being stuck here forever even if it meant living again. It's kind of hard to say for sure though, since I haven't exactly died before.

Someone put up a partial list of curses that happened over the past month the other day, and...well, I don't think you could prepare for these things no matter how hard you tried.

But...it's not just about the knowledge. It's good just to have people around, you know, for stuff like this.

[Doesn't exactly want to admit that without her friends here, she'd probably be scared as hell.]

I have known of dead who disappeared from this place, but it is difficult to say to where they went, considering.

The only use I can see for others would be to rely on their not being cursed and tempering whatever effects you might be experiencing.

[He wouldn't be scared as hell, but--suffice to say, the day he admits needing others, it will be a cursed one.]

You have? So whether or not they stay longer might just be random, like it is with everybody else. ...They probably just go back to being dead, I'd guess.

Yeah, that helps...like today. I can't imagine what it'd be like if everyone were cursed all the time, besides complete chaos, with everyone too caught up in their own craziness to do anything else.

I've been here over a year; there are more dead than even I realize.

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