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blastiafreak) wrote2010-05-03 03:18 pm
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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...]
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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[OOC: It, uh, is on the beach right? I think I read that somewhere around here.]
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[ooc | It is! Somewhere...on the beach...]
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[OOC: Whoo~ Also wow, it's like 3:30am already. I think I'll be off to bed and pick it back up tomorrow...er, later today.]
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[ooc | Shall we action this? And SLEEP WELL! ♥]
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[OOC: Action sounds good, yes. And thanks, I did!]
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Rita? It's me, Natalia.
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I'm in the--uh, bathroom. You can come in.
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Rita?
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Hi, Natalia. Uh, thanks for coming.
[She must be quite a sight, huddled down in a bathtub full of water with all her clothes on. Just thinking about the situation makes her face heat up.]
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[Natalia gives a friendly smile before kneeling next to the tub, not caring if she got wet or anything.]
Now, where did you get burned?
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J-just my hands, really...well, maybe my feet too.
[She spreads her palms out, still under the surface of the water, to reveal angry red rashes and slightly scorched skin.]
Hey, a-are you sure this is really such a good idea? I mean, what if it's contagious or something?
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Well, if it's the product of a curse...perhaps I'm safe? I seem to be omitted from the curse today, after all.
[She thinks about it only for a split second, not at all worried!]
If it is contagious, we'll simply have to make our way to the hospital, then.
[Closing her eyes, she holds her hand over the water, whispers the incantation, and the fonic glyph appears below her. The spell is soon cast, and she releases a breath. Did it work?]
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It looks like I'll have to wait until midnight for these to go away--but that does feel better! Thanks, Natalia.
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[A sigh, but she smiles. She knows better than anyone that you had to wait out the effects of a curse]
Shall I wait with you?
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Y-you don't have to do that. Uh, don't you have other things to do?
[Fidgeting again. She does want Natalia to stay, probably, but can't quite express it.]
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Not at all, actually! The restaurant shall be fine without me. Leon just returned, thankfully. So I've the entire day to spend with you.
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Well...if you're sure, it'd be nice to have you around.
[Suddenly, she realizes that there are a lot of things she'd love to talk to Natalia about. Her world, her friends, but she'd start with-]
So, what about that arte you used? We have artes in my world too, but I think yours was a bit different.
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[She thinks about fonons and artes for a bit- if only Jade were around to explain them better]
My artes are powered by fonons, essentially. That is how they are performed in my world.
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Fonons? Is that...
[Hesitating, she's not quite sure exactly how to word it. Natalia won't know what Rita's talking about if she just says 'aer', but she wants to know if they're the same thing.]
Hm...is it like a substance that composes everything, even though you can't usually see it?
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[Natalia tilts her head, rather impressed]
You're very intuitive.
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[Rita mumbles to herself a little, before waving off the compliment with minor embarrassment.]
Oh, it's not just that. I think our own artes may be powered by the same thing, only we call it aer.
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[Natalia finds it a little exciting that their worlds may share a lot of features!]
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action; gee, good thing no cake curses will happen after this or anything~
action; awww DID THEY EAT TOGETHER?
action; ...IF THEY DIDN'T, IT'S NOT TOO LATE! Rita's got leftover cake still!
action; CAKE DATE!!!
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