[ the stone is cold, unyielding; Carmilla feels acutely aware of it even as her senses seem to have been so harshly dulled. there is an unfamiliar weakness in her hands, a true languor such as she hasn't known for so many years, and though she struggles with the fog within she can sense no more beyond it than her eyes can see and hands can touch.
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It's okay. There's a lot to explain. If you need a doctor, we have an infirmary aboard.
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[ the abrupt shift into video alarms her; there's a clatter as Carmilla drops the communicator on the stones. good times. ]
Aboard? Am I to think I have been press-ganged as a common wastrel?
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We call this the Barge. It's not exactly a common ship.
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[ once she's certain that she isn't being observed in the same way, she relaxes very slightly; she doesn't care to be seen, and she especially doesn't care for anyone to see where she is. for some reason, she doesn't think she'll sound quite as credible if they realize she's sitting on the end of a stone casket. ]
Pray tell me what it is.
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People are brought here to be redeemed. You'll be assigned a warden, probably some point in the near future. Pairings are usually announced on the fifteenth and thirtieth of every month. What's your name?
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Millarca-- but I don't understand why it is I should be here.
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It is an illness of the heart- I am to see the lady physician.
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