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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL
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You know how the story goes by now. One minute youâre somewhere familiar, and the next youâre suddenly somewhere else. Unlike previous times before, the source of your rude awakening isnât a mystery. A harsh jostle causes your body to lunge forward as a tire jumps over a pot hole in the road. Try as you might, itâs hard to ignore the steady thrumming of an engine and the gentle sway beneath you. The faint scent of gasoline seems to waft from the outside, but as you look around youâll notice that the windows are locked, tinted, and impossible to see through. Likewise, the door ahead of you appears to be locked as well. Perhaps the scent is your imaginationâŚ? Regardless, though the lighting is a tad dim, it becomes apparent that youâre inside a large bus dotted with the occasional seat and amid a jumble of other bodies. The people you were last with may be among your fellow passengers. Perhaps they are not. But worry not; thereâs plenty of time to look around and get to know one another on this long, strange trip. It may even be wise to examine the staircase at the other end of the bus. Who knows what awaits you on the other floors? Ah, but before you move too far it may be best to assess the situation. On the bright side, any injuries you incurred have been healed! Isn't it nice to have your limbs in place again? Miracles happen. But...what happened to your clothes? Youâre fairly certain you weren't wearing this t-shirt before...and what's with the denim shorts? Maybe you were fortunate enough to get the knee-length version, but for those of you waking up in bootyshorts...well, we're sure you look great! And what better way to tie the whole look together than white socks and tan sandals? At least you'll be comfortable for the ride. Lucky for you, your new threads aren't the only gift you'll receive upon waking up. Attached to your waist is a high-quality bag filled with some fun goodies for every passenger! For those of you who unzip your bag to check its contents, you will find: -Dry shampoo No other items are on your person at this time, even if you were holding onto it as you began your previous departure. That's a bit troublesome, isn't it? Not really; it's still a bus. Be grateful for the extra elbow room, alright? Oh, and one last thing...on the wrist of every passenger is a small, equally fashionable white scrunchie. Not your style? Perhaps it's a good idea to give the travel guide another read. Searching the bus from top to bottom will net zero results in the way of an escape. All of the windows are similarly tinted and locked, and the only exit door appears to be the one on the first level that can't be opened at this time. But hey. You're all old pros at this, right? You know what to do next! Get to know the people around you, trade stories with your fellow passengers, and...well. Buckle up for the bumpy ride ahead. |
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No, that can't be right.
Give me your name. You were born with one, weren't you? Or if you weren't, I'll give you one.
But don't talk about yourself like that or I'll get annoyed.
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after a long moment, he acquiesces his actual name. ] ...Yin Yu. It is not often that anyone asks of my name. My apologies, my lady.
[ the likelihood of him stopping doing that is about zero but hey, it's fine. ]
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[SHE'S SO FUCKING RUDE.
But then she'll wave a hand - ]
And on that note, my name is Lili. So drop the 'my lady' since hierarchy matters for nothing here, and call me by my name. I'll call you by yours. It's only fair.
If the super formal speech is normal for you, keep it - but if you're only holding your tongue because you think I'm nobility, I don't want it.
[this... sounds like something she'd usually say! however she seems to fail to recognize that without her silk robes and bejeweled hair pieces, she looks just as plain as the rest of them. there is some notes of grace and poise to the way she holds herself, but. she speaks so fucking rudely.]
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Well met. [ rude and royal. this is like talking to hua cheng, so it's familiar territory, and he easily falls into it. ] ... I thought you had that sort of aura about you, but I can't say that influenced me. I would not forget my manners...
[ he's just a Really Polite Boy, in complete and total opposite of lili. he puts his hands together in a proper bow, fist to his open hand. ] ...Lady Lili, then. Please forgive that I'm not used to being so familiar.
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It's not familiarity - it's about being even. And stop asking for forgiveness - just don't do things that you think need to be forgiven. Do only what you're proud of.
[SO MUCH EASIER SAID THAN DONE - and yet here she is, saying it with any kind of authority at all.]
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but, his mouth quirks up just a bit in a smile, even if it's a little bit ironic, and he gives a nod. it's quite cheering, in a way, to talk to someone so brash. it's like being back in the ghost city. ] Very well.
[ he glances over at the window. well... not being able to break through that isn't something he's proud of... what kind of a former martial is he... ] It appears, at least for the moment, we'll be unable to leave through any windows. I haven't checked the top to see if there's an escape through the roof, but I would be surprised if they weren't blocked with some sort of talisman as well.
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[but she's at least accepting of that, and will just march forward. she's going to move to head straight for the staircase then, heading up and up and up.
though as she goes, she'll also circle back - ]
I was in the center of the universe before I came here, supposedly. I was supposed to walk through a portal to return to where I was before - but that clearly didn't happen.
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hm... ] ...The center of the universe. [ he doesn't sound disbelieving. ] I was on a boat, heading to my home as well. Were there strange circumstances to where you were?
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[she frowns. it's the reality, and she's not the type to shy away from something like that. but she'll at least continue to climb the stairs, blitzing right past the second flour to the third]
Where I was from, all but one had to die.
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