Oh -- ! So this is how it works... Hellooo, can anyone hear me? [A light tapping sound on the communicator, and she speaks again. silly beeps, here and there. for the moment, she sounds lost, distractedly speaking more to herself than anything. ]
So much water, where was I - I'm not supposed to be here, I'm breathing and I know I shouldn't be and
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I'll give you a hand, if you want. Not quite sure where you are, though; I'm pretty new here too.
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New here, too? It's not...some other warped version of an afterlife, right? I mean, you're not --
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I don't know. Haven't been able to figure that part out, really.
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I suppose we're in the same boat, huh? I'm Aerith. What's your name?
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[ LMAO SQUINTING AT HIS SEAL??? ]
I can be. Can you show me everything around you?
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There you go. I'm not quite sure where I am, though.
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I think I know where you are. Listen, uh. Asking this as non-creepily as I can, but d'you want me to bring dry clothing? Y'know, shirt and pants or whatever, till you can get something else?
[ LMFAO TRYING TO TO SOUND CREEPERY :( ]
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...and he looks pretty decent so -- she just looks relieved, and grateful. ]
I'd like that, please. I suppose catching a cold the moment you step in is quite the silly thing to do.
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[ He gives her a grin, sheepish as it is. ]
Give me like, ten minutes, yeah?
[ Showing up there after he digs through what clothing he'd grabbed- he hasn't exactly stocked his room up, but he's grabbed some things, so he's got a pair of flannel pj pants a tshirt, and a large hoodie (all mismatching, DON'T JUDGE HIM) in hand.
He's left the armor behind, going in jeans and a casual shirt, but it means that there aren't a whole lot of places to hide weapons, which results in being creative.
Still, soon enough, he's looking around for her. CONGRATULATIONS, AERITH, you have 1 (one) scruffy guy with a messed up eye looking for you. ]
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she spots him not too far away, heading towards him and thinking -- what a kind man, he must not have been here long, but here he is looking for another lost, wayward person. she waves and smiles, feeling oddly self-conscious about the stain (how embarrassing, right?)
hello gruffy guy with the weird, mismatching choice of clothes! ]
Hey, there. York, right?
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Got it in one.
[ Yeah, he's glad he opted out of armor on this one, handing her the clothes with a faint smile. ]
Sorry, like I said, might be a little big, but they won't be- yeah.
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Thank you. I wasn't sure where I could get proper clothes, so -- [ she looks around, before spotting a relatively deserted...alcove. Great place to get a quick change of clothes! ] -- do you mind waiting for a few moments?
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[ He nods, though, eying that alcove, glancing up and around on instinct to make sure it's safe. Can't be too careful, even if this place does seem strangely harmless. ]
Sure thing. I'll turn my back.
[ he puts himself a good distance away, but it's clear he's more or less standing guard, doop. ]
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she wrings the remaining water out of her dress, then folds it up awkwardly, making sure not to get her new dry clothes wet in the process. they hang off her loosely, but she decides that she likes it, even as she steps over to him after. ]
Thanks for everything, York. [ a warm, sweet smile -- ] I didn't think I'd get to wear dry clothes again.
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