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[alternate123]

[ Dead air. ]

Now.. how does.. [ beep. ] Uh...

[ Dead air for three minutes. ]


God-damn-it!


Okay -- Hullo? [ He's got the audio working again! ]

Look, if you can hear me.. anyone.. My name's DeWitt, listen.. I don't know what kind of business this place thinks I can handle but this whole fighting a war of the gods and energy sharing thing isn't really something I'm familiar with.

Now.. [ beep; Booker accidentally activated the video function and Asgard gets a quick view of his 1910s brown shoes. The broadcast was soon back on audio only. ] If someone could just.. give me a few pointers I'd be appreciative.

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[text]

[devilishlycharming]

Have you found your Welcome House yet, Mr. DeWitt?

[One has to know what he's managed before getting to the rest of it. And one must tread rather carefully; he doesn't seem to remember that he's been here before.]

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[alternate123]

[ Oh! Fantastic. He got a response so quickly! And this is -- Evy O'Connell. Not that Booker had much hope to start with, but he does take a moment to recollect if he's ever heard this name before, met this person before, or perhaps this was someone entirely new--alongside everything else this place harbors. O'Connell huh? Irish, that's familiar enough I s'pose. ]

Hel house, guess I can expect a warm welcome.

[devilishlycharming]

Half the city are in Hel house these days, I'm told. You won't do too badly.

I'm Evelyn O'Connell. I'm afraid I might have some surprising news for you, Mr. DeWitt.

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[alternate123]

More surprises? Nice to meet you Evelyn O'Connell.

{ action} ; cont. from test drive w/ some adjustments

[alternate123]

{ ooc: Elizabeth (who has arrived about a week earlier than Booker) ran into Booker and told him he smells, but he didn't care he's going to enjoy that cigarette anyway! Then she drags him along for a role as an escort and he's between ditching her and obliging. Better light another cigarette: scene has been altered to better fit into in-game interactions & also moved to 4 am-- OKAY go: }

Booker blinked dumbly at Elizabeth. His mind was a little foggy from the awing newness of this place, its people, and of course the gods that ran this town. But before him, in the midst of this, was a girl dancing and hugging herself around a tree. His lip curled up and soon he wrapped his lips around a fresh cigarette.

I've never seen a tree from this angle.

He played with her words in his mind a moment before softly nodded. He was then sure of something he wasn't even considering before. This girl was one of those special minded people. Someone that wasn't all the way home, maybe one foot in and another foot out of her mind. Acknowledging that gave him a greater comfort than he'd had so far in being aroudn this girl.

"Yeah, all sorts of different sights depending on the angle you're looking." There, he thought, this was as tolerable and kind as he could be.

[constants_and_variables]

"I could list off dozens of species of trees. And I touched their leaves a few times, through the tower--" Through one of the quantum tears she could open, more precisely. "But I have never been under one like this. Oh, Mr. DeWitt, it's beautiful." Elizabeth gave a sigh and looked up another few moments before she turned and moved back to her escort, and her eyes focused on the cigarette he had lit anew.

"It's so strange finally being out. I had thought I would be one day, but that day would come in the form of my being free to explore Columbia, not some whole new place like this." She was still staring at the cigarette and Booker's mouth.

"May I try? I understand smoking is very popular in France as well as the States below Columbia." Elizabeth did think it smelled awful and while she couldn't imagine it tasted any better, now that she was free to explore everything she could, she wanted to do just that.

[alternate123]

It wasn't customary for a woman to smoke -- no, for a Lady to smoke. That was his first thought before he obliged with pulling the cigarette from his mouth and handing it over to her with some hesitance. "Uh.. I don't suppose this is something you'd like." But more importantly. "Do you see.. doctors?" for your condition? He had wanted to add but he didn't because that was obviously rude, not that asking if she saw medical treatment was any less kind.

But he was beginning to worry. First her comment about a silly little songbird keeping her locked up in a tower, the fact she was hugging a tree, and that she obviously was kept locked up someplace tight was all very concerning. Ultimately he was soon considering his original contract. It could be her simplicity with a shadow of complexity was due to her being some royal member, maybe a princess for the sake of being cliche, and kept imprisoned abroad and truly ignorant of civilization.

"This tower of yours.. you never left it? Where were you before it?"

[constants_and_variables]

The cigarette felt lighter than she'd somehow imagined it would, perhaps because it held such a heavy odor to it. The smell was warm but offensively pungent. Still, Elizabeth brought the end up to her lips and took a small breath in with it. It didn't taste like much until a few seconds later when the odor seemed to materialize on her tongue with a thick film, causing Elizabeth to make a face of distaste up at the tall man.

Then the cigarette was brought to her lips again and she inhaled from it this time, getting the smoke down into her lungs. She gave a few soft coughs as she handed the cigarette back to Booker. "That is very distasteful, it must take some acclimating." Though why someone would make themselves get used to it she could only make assumptions about.

As for the questions, those too left distaste over her. Elizabeth coughed a few more times into the back of her hand and looked away. She was thinking about all the doctors that tested her and watched her all the time. Very distasteful. Elizabeth shook her head. "I about have had my share of doctors, Mr. DeWitt. They kept me locked in that tower my entire life and I don't plan on ever going back. They'd have to kill me first."

Elizabeth looked back up to him, giving a melancholy smile. "I don't think I was anywhere before, or if I was, I was too little to remember it. "

[Video]

[madcuriosity]

Well it's alright if you aren't familiar with it, Mr. DeWitt, most aren't used to it. Actually, I would say almost all of us, though there are some who are familiar with it. Would you like me to contact them?

I can help though! My name is Alice Liddell, I'm part of the welcome committee! It's my job to help!

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[alternate123]

[ Oh, a darling little chipper girl. Booker is grandly impressed with the manners and extroversion of the little girl! Surely attributes that put her on this .. welcome committee. ]

Oh.. ah, hullo there. [ I can't remember the last time I had a conversation with a child.. where's your adult? ] Well, reckon you got a clue or two about what I need help with.. right?

[Audio]

[madcuriosity]

Hopefully I can provide more than a clue or two!

To start, do you know which god you're linked to? If not, just tell me the color of the stone in your bracelet.

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[alternate123]

Hel house. [ Booker frowned, his eyes looked from the display of his bracelet to the area around him. Not too much was happening, it had been at least ten minutes since he last saw someone walking by. ]

I'm also going to be working the City Patrol. [ He glanced back to the bracelet and held his breath before huffing. ] You know what kind of trouble I might run into? I mean.. what or who would I be potentially protecting the city streets from?

[Video]

[damselled]

Another arrival, I see. I'd bid you welcome, but I doubt you'd appreciate the sentiment.

My name is Maribelle. What sort of advise are you looking for, precisely?

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[alternate123]

[ Maribelle. That's a pretty name, one that strikes something painfully familiar to him and Booker holds his breath before exhaling and answering: ]

Well - [ Carried out with a sigh. ] - the kind that gets me on the next train home. But something more doable; what kind of lifestyle am I looking at here? Is this place full of constant fighting, or is it suburb living? Which one should I expect?

[damselled]

The only way to get home is to survive this long enough, I'm afraid. There are some who have vanished from this world, but I'm afraid we don't know why just yet, and have no way of inducing it upon ourselves.

Truthfully, it's both. We mostly live normal enough lives, I suppose - or as normal as one might expect under the circumstances, at least. However, there is usually trouble to be found, in one form or another.

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[alternate123]

That sounds promising.

[ Only just past the fact that this was all entirely unbelievable. Being here, the gods, the war, the life.. just what did he get himself into. ]

Can I ask you how it is you got here? I mean.. I don't remember coming here myself but I guess it could be because I was knocked out.. or.. I don't know, I just can't buy the sudden arrival thing. [ He could have been drugged... he sure as hell couldn't quite remember how he got on the boat either.. ]

[Voice]

[tonsofpun]

Booker!

[The voice is young, a little bit excited, but- well. Definite recognition, until she realizes that Booker is definitely not remembering this place, which means he won't remember her or Joel.

There is a somewhat awkward pause as she catches her breath, then tries gamely to push onward.]

I mean, hey. I'm- Ellie.

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[alternate123]

[ Booker stares intently at the display from his bracelet. His brows high on his forehead and his eyes wide with all the surprise of someone calling out to him in recognition.

Yeah, he definitely caught that.

It doesn't take him too long to respond but when he does it's evident in his tone that he's unsure of this: ]

Ellie.. hi.. [ The left corner of his lips purse, causing a fat dimple to crater between his cheek and chin. Then he huffs softly before: ] So, we met then?

{ audio }

[tonsofpun]

Uh, a couple of times.

[He'll almost be able to hear her shoulders jerking upwards, the verbal shrug.]

You helped us out. It's the kind of thing you remember.

[Video]

[in_loveless_memory]

Anyone explain the whole magical powers thing? What have you read of the pamphlet.

{ audio }

[alternate123]

[ Unbelievable! There's so many children here... ]

Uh.. something about controlling a shadow. I'm sure that'll be useful in the face of giants. Well, guess not much. Heh..

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[in_loveless_memory]

It won't, our powers can't actually affect the giants. Things around them, sure, but you can't control a giant with body control like you can with those here in Asgard. Although you have shadow control, so who knows, you might actually be able to hurt them with your created shadows.

[Video]

[comeonthensexy]

Energy sharing's not that difficult. Just walk around and chat with people a bit.

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[alternate123]

Is that so? By exhausting myself it feeds into this place, is that how it goes?

[comeonthensexy]

Unless talking to people exhaust you you don't need to worry about that.