First Blight || VOICE

[pickedontemplar]

*His phone gets knocked off the receiver as he wakes up lazily, knocking it off with his arm, yawning loudly. There's a moment of silence, as a slow process goes through the man's head*

Strange. I don't quite remember sleeping indoors. Did I go out dri--

These aren't my clothes! They're light and... loose. This is awkward. *He gets out of bed, a

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[glowing_science]

[Oh hey, new person on the phones. And another person from a place she's never heard of with an accent that she recognizes anyway! Ema wonders if it's coincidence.]

Welcome to Mayfield. It's disorienting when you first wake up.

[pickedontemplar]

Disorienting is an understatement. But thank you for the welcome miss...?

[glowing_science]

Ema Skye. And you're welcome.

Has anyone explained to you where you are and what's going on yet?

[pickedontemplar]

What a wonderful name. I'm Alistair.

And yes, a few people have! It's a rather strange town from what I have heard.

[glowing_science]

You really think so? Thank you.

"Strange" is putting it lightly, especially since you have no frame of reference. You're not even from the United States or anywhere I know, unless 'Ferelden' is a town or small country somewhere in Europe...?

[pickedontemplar]

*a long pause*

United States...?

[glowing_science]

[Yeah, he doesn't have any idea.]

That's the name of the country you're in now.

[pickedontemplar]

Oh I see. What a strange name for a country....

[glowing_science]

It isn't really that weird if you know the history. There are fifty states, and they're united into one country. It works.

[pickedontemplar]

Then that is understandable! So, I assume people from different worlds have been put here?

[glowing_science]

Yeah. Most of the people I've talked to are from countries familiar to this world: the United States, Germany, Japan, Russia. Some come from places that don't even exist where I come from, like Antiva. [Ema is still ridiculously proud of herself that she remembers the name.]

None of which probably meant anything to you, I'm sure.

[pickedontemplar]

Antiva... I know of that place.

*he pauses again before he snaps his fingers*

You must know Zevran then!

[glowing_science]

[Cue surprise!]

Yes, I do! You know him, too?

[pickedontemplar]

I do. He's a friend of mine.

I hope he hasn't caused too much trouble here.

[glowing_science]

Huh. Well, at least there's one familiar face in town. That makes the transition much easier.

He has, but not without good reason. Shameless flirt, but he's a good enough guy. I taught him some chemistry awhile back.

[pickedontemplar]

Taught him some... chemistry?

Is that some kind of innuendo?! You.... and he... did you?!