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[masked_talent]

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[It would seem that someone’s found the PCD but isn’t quite familiar with it if the keysmashing is anything to go by. It stops soon enough though, becoming something more… comprehensible, as if whoever is on the other side is learning how the keys work. Another press of the button switches

Comments

[Video]

[capuletnomore]

It is not us who hold you captive, good sir, but rather the Animus. They hold us all captive in this city of theirs. It is they who have created the awful rains, and they who will stop them. It makes little sense, even when one has been here nearly three months.

As for myself, I wish only to live in peace with everyone here. I would imagine the other residents wish for the same. We do try to assist each other through the hardships which the Animus set upon us.

[And she curtsies slightly, since too formal a curtsy will end up soaking the hem of her dress.]

I am Juliet Capulet, good sir. Should you need assistance when the rains stop, I am certain my cousin and I will be glad to aid you.

[Since Tybalt is usually glad to do what Juliet asks of him.]

[Voice]

[masked_talent]

Are you asking me, Mademoiselle Capulet, to believe that spirits have kidnapped me from my world and brought me to another, entirely unheard of world in with they hold all the power?

[Video]

[capuletnomore]

[She blinks a moment.]

Yes. It is the truth of this place, good sir. What would be the purpose of making up such a story? It is so fantastical that any sane person would doubt it at once, as you do. As I did when I first arrived. As my dear Tybalt did as well. Surely, if there were a more rational explanation to be had, it would be better to give that than something out of a fairy-tale?

[Voice]

[masked_talent]

And what rational explanation would one give for kidnapping someone to such a foreign and demolished city such as this?

[Video]

[capuletnomore]

I can think of none, good sir. It is most certainly not for ransom, else my lord father would have paid whatever the sum had been by now.

[Probably by marrying her off to Paris in absentia, but that was not the point.]

[Voice]

[masked_talent]

What of revenge?

[Because Erik can think of one or two people he just might have pissed off.]

[Video]

[capuletnomore]

Were it revenge, would not those who wish such a thing upon us show themselves to gloat?

[And if it were revenge, she doubted even the Montague clan, or the Prince himself, could have brought Tybalt from the dead.]

[Voice]

[masked_talent]

Do these... Animus not gloat?

[Video]

[capuletnomore]

When they speak, they make little sense. It seems as though they all try to talk at once, and the different voices contradict each other in sound and meaning.

[Voice]

[masked_talent]

There is more than one?

[Video]

[capuletnomore]

There seem to be, yes. They speak in the plural. I know not how to describe them, although Bubbles, my ward, calls them "elephants". They do not seem much like elephants that I have seen in books, however.

[Voice]

[masked_talent]

[Eleph-- He has nothing to say to that.]

What do they seem like then, mademoiselle?

[Voice]

[capuletnomore]

Like no real animal. They resemble nothing I have ever encountered, nor seen in books. Although I will admit I am not very well-read. They look like shapes seen in sleep, in dreams, before the dreams become a proper story. At least, to my reckoning they do.

[Voice]

[masked_talent]

Then you have seen them?

[Voice]

[capuletnomore]

Only through the little window in these machines. They have not shown themselves in truth that I know of.

[Voice]

[masked_talent]

I see... That is a pity.