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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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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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Well, have your fonons ever...caused any major problems? Like too dense portions affecting organisms or...creating giant planet-eating monsters?
[She says the last part in a rush, hoping it doesn't sound too weird.]
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Oh, not at all! Perhaps at times large concentrations of fonons would have some sort of effect on the environment or even objects, yes, but- nothing too harmful.
[...I think.]
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[She stops herself mid-sentence, since she doesn't exactly want to say that maybe they just hadn't noticed the effects yet, or it wasn't such a big problem at that time. Suggesting that Natalia's world might be destroying itself too doesn't sit too well.]
Well, maybe we have some other similarities, say--aer also exists in a more stable state known as mana in my world. Have you ever heard of something like that?
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[Natalia wishes she could provide much more useful information about this. Jade would certainly be a much better conversation partner about fonons...]
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[Since it would likely be pointless--and unfair for Natalia--to keep questioning her about aer and fonons, Rita figures she might as well ask her about something more familiar.]
Fonons aside, what's your world like? Do you guys have monsters too?
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[...She thinks that maybe mages are just INFINITELY MORE INTELLIGENT THAN EVERYONE ELSE]
Yes, we've got quite a lot, actually, scattered around the world. There was a time, too, when the continents were raised to escape the miasma- a substance that actually was quite dangerous to people.
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[Just this one. And Jade. Maybe Dist. Though between Natalia and Estelle, Rita's wondering if all princesses are actually this kind--and if they are, what the hell happened with the other nobles?]
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[Nods a bit solemnly]
Yes- the Sephiroth trees held them up quite effectively until a very...deranged man decided to interfere with them.
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By the sounds of it, anyone who picks a fight with you must end up sorry.
[She turns serious again at that, though. There were no shortages of deranged people in her world, either.]
Sephiroth...huh. Anyone who messes with something like that would have to be really messed up themselves. How did that end up?
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[...Sometimes Natalia gets a little cocky]
My friends and I took it upon ourselves to lower the lands once again. Without doing so, the continents simply collapsed within themselves into the miasma underneath.
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Whoa...You took on a pretty big responsibility, but it sounds like you didn't have much of a choice if they were just...falling down again. But wait, if the land was raised in order to escape the miasma, then didn't that put the world in danger again?
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[Looks down very, very forlornly.]
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...R-replicas...of people? But how...?
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[Looks up toward Rita, now, looking very solemn]
Though it has many repercussions - both for the created replica and for the original.
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I...I see, so it would be dangerous for everyone involved. It...must be terrible for the people who went through it.
[She swallows the lump in her throat, looking right at Natalia for a moment then avoiding her eyes.]
...Just how did they neutralize the miasma like...like that?
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And that...fixed everything? What was the miasma?
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[a weak smile]
I'm sorry to be talking about such depressing things.
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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!!!
action; YAY~
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