[Lenalee blinks once. Then again. British and... bears? Eyebrows furrow in confusion. What...? Well the newcomer is obviously quite confused, and with all of the strange (even by this world’s standards) things that have been going on lately, it seems best to talk to him. He may not have anyone else here to greet him.]
Hello, sir?
[It's a little awkward to address a complete stranger like this, especially an older man; up until now most of the people she's talked with seemed to be around her age.]
Ah, don't be frightened. My name is Lenalee Lee. Do you need some help?
He knew it. And both female... he's seeing a pattern. Is this perhaps the conspiracy he had been slated to discuss this very night. How convenient. This must have been their idea from the start; to force males into a wooded area to fight for their lives while the wome-oh, he means womyn- eat bon bons and laugh at their oppression. Well, he won't stand for it. Especially now when this grass is so comfortable.]
Don't sir me. I'm on to you, ma'am. [The grown man has a hard time maintain his serious expression when the bushes rustle- and he glances around before conceding:] Fortunately for your nation-and gender-, I'm open to a truce.
[Suspicion is a natural response to confusion, in some cases. She shouldn't take it personally. But her nation and gender...? Best to just go with it.]
[Default win since he proposed the truce, decidedly.
A surprising triumph since China puts such effort into their Happy Farm games, though he admittedly hasn't been jumped by a rooster yet. Light slides across his frames with a nervous glance to the progressively growing bushes.]
How soon will I be returned? And more importantly, how soon will I be directed to a man toilet?
I'm sorry, I can't say how long it will be until you get home. I'm trapped here too, everyone is. As for a bathroom, all of the houses have them, but...
[Bad timing. Such bad timing.]
I... everyone seems to have been... inexplicably thrown out of their houses. So I'm afraid I can't help you there either. Sorry.
['...everyone seems to have been... inexplicably thrown out of their houses'
Everyone? Thrown out of their houses? If he's not in America now, that doesn't quite add up. And why is everyone kicked out? Some people must have bent to who-- Hu's-- whims and been deserving of their home, so why everyone?
Everyone; of course.]
Damn socialism. [Low grumble.] When am I going to meet your leader if I'll be here a while?
[Social... ism? Though she's not familiar with the word, she sees that it makes him upset. She smiles reassuringly.]
Don't worry, there's no socialism here!
[Maybe there is, but at the moment calming him down is her main objective.]
Um, there isn't really a leader.
[Rubs the back of her head.]
We're all just trying to find out what's going on and where we can stay tonight. I was told that there's some sort of housing complex in Hisato, if you want me to take you there.
[The wrinkles, like stripes of alternating candy cane colors, smoothed out slowly and thus reduced the colonies to two. She's so convincing. How do they learn such clever manipulation piecing together sneakers? His expression cleared quickly, though that residue film of distrust remained.]
No socialism in China? That's like saying there's no racism in Twilight.
[Concilliatory face.]
But we can agree to disagree. When should I expect the coptor?
Oh, this isn't China. This world is called Kannagara.
[A brief smile]
I wish we were in China, but this place doesn't seem to be part of our world at all.
[Assuming that they are from the same world. Well, the same time anyway; she doubts that there is a China in other worlds. It's a little hard to believe that she can calmly think about "other worlds" existing after being here for little more than a week.]
I don't have a... "coptor," but I should be able to pick you up in less than half an hour, once I figure out where you are. Are there any landmarks that you can see?
[He murmured even as she continued with her explanation, eyes shifting the barest bit left and back right. World? Not China? And when he glances around for any semblance of a landmark...]
There are... trees. Or do you not have those in this *world*? [Still looking, attention off of the screen, mutters. Blinks.] Some impressive Totem Poles... Avatar tree over there.
Hello, sir?
[It's a little awkward to address a complete stranger like this, especially an older man; up until now most of the people she's talked with seemed to be around her age.]
Ah, don't be frightened. My name is Lenalee Lee. Do you need some help?
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He knew it. And both female... he's seeing a pattern. Is this perhaps the conspiracy he had been slated to discuss this very night. How convenient. This must have been their idea from the start; to force males into a wooded area to fight for their lives while the wome-oh, he means womyn- eat bon bons and laugh at their oppression. Well, he won't stand for it. Especially now when this grass is so comfortable.]
Don't sir me. I'm on to you, ma'am. [The grown man has a hard time maintain his serious expression when the bushes rustle- and he glances around before conceding:] Fortunately for your nation-and gender-, I'm open to a truce.
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[Suspicion is a natural response to confusion, in some cases. She shouldn't take it personally. But her nation and gender...? Best to just go with it.]
Okay, a truce sounds good.
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A surprising triumph since China puts such effort into their Happy Farm games, though he admittedly hasn't been jumped by a rooster yet. Light slides across his frames with a nervous glance to the progressively growing bushes.]
How soon will I be returned? And more importantly, how soon will I be directed to a man toilet?
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I'm sorry, I can't say how long it will be until you get home. I'm trapped here too, everyone is. As for a bathroom, all of the houses have them, but...
[Bad timing. Such bad timing.]
I... everyone seems to have been... inexplicably thrown out of their houses. So I'm afraid I can't help you there either. Sorry.
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Everyone? Thrown out of their houses? If he's not in America now, that doesn't quite add up. And why is everyone kicked out? Some people must have bent to who-- Hu's-- whims and been deserving of their home, so why everyone?
Everyone; of course.]
Damn socialism. [Low grumble.] When am I going to meet your leader if I'll be here a while?
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Don't worry, there's no socialism here!
[Maybe there is, but at the moment calming him down is her main objective.]
Um, there isn't really a leader.
[Rubs the back of her head.]
We're all just trying to find out what's going on and where we can stay tonight. I was told that there's some sort of housing complex in Hisato, if you want me to take you there.
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No socialism in China? That's like saying there's no racism in Twilight.
[Concilliatory face.]
But we can agree to disagree. When should I expect the coptor?
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Oh, this isn't China. This world is called Kannagara.
[A brief smile]
I wish we were in China, but this place doesn't seem to be part of our world at all.
[Assuming that they are from the same world. Well, the same time anyway; she doubts that there is a China in other worlds. It's a little hard to believe that she can calmly think about "other worlds" existing after being here for little more than a week.]
I don't have a... "coptor," but I should be able to pick you up in less than half an hour, once I figure out where you are. Are there any landmarks that you can see?
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[He murmured even as she continued with her explanation, eyes shifting the barest bit left and back right. World? Not China? And when he glances around for any semblance of a landmark...]
There are... trees. Or do you not have those in this *world*? [Still looking, attention off of the screen, mutters. Blinks.] Some impressive Totem Poles... Avatar tree over there.
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Is this avatar tree really big? Way bigger than all of the other trees?
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Alright then, I'll come get you soon.
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