Chiana was laying in bed when the hologram popped up. After rolling over to get a good look at the new arrival, she grabbed the tablet, holding it high above her head.
"Taxon." She said once the visual feed began to send. "That's what they call this place. That's pretty much all I know, and all anyone seems to." She rolled her body up to sitting and leaned over the tablet. "Big underground city. No way out." She rattled off the basics that she had picked up early on. "You got a name?"
Tracy blinked at the sudden, crystal clear image that appeared. The holographic projection was odd, certainly, but this... while Tracy had seem some very advanced webcams in her dealings with the government - only the best for those in charge, after all - she had never seen anything quite so state of the art. She also had no clue how to make her... whatever it was she was holding, do that, or if it possibly already was. Unwilling to risk severing the connection simply by pressing random buttons but making a mental note to figure out the settings later, she simply set to work responding to the information she'd been given
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Chiana laughed, "Oh yeah? Tricky little thing, are you? Well, so'm I and I haven't found a way out yet." Combining forces didn't seem like such a bad idea. "I'm Chiana." She said. She didn't have a last name, no family to speak of.
She liked this new one, liked the spunk. She wasn't panicking or letting loose a thousand questions that were, by far, unanswerable.
Tracy's smile wasn't the brightest to ever grace her fair features but it was sincere. It bordered, perhaps, on more of a smirk than an actual grin. It seemed... fitting, somehow, given the conversation thus far.
"Typically underestimated, has been my experience," she answered by way of vague explanation. The sharing of anything too intimate would have to wait until she knew someone better than a random greeting, no matter how well said greeting might be going. "Although I'm by no means claiming I can escape."
The smirk was back, lips turned up at the corners as she admitted, "Although I'd be lying if I said I wasn't going to give it a shot."
She paused, almost as though waiting for a last name. When none was forthcoming she opted not to press the issue. It wasn't typical, perhaps, but it also wasn't unheard of. So instead she offered, "It's nice to meet you, Chiana." She paused, snorted lightly. "Or whatever you'd call talking over these... things, for the first time."
Chiana laughed at her self description. Underestimated. She liked that phrasing. It was fitting for her own track record, and meeting someone like her was always an interesting experience. "Yeah? I think I like that." She was pacing her quarters, wondering whether it was worth going to try to meet this new one. She didn't want to tag herself as the face of Taxon, did she? Chiana hardly represented the city as a whole. She was the only Nebari around, as far as she had seen (and was quite thankful for that). Most of them had pink or browns tones to their flesh. She was the only one decidedly gray.
"Atta girl. Make sure I'm watching, alright? Not sure how you do that, but do your best?" She grinned, cocking her head to one side. "I think they call these tablets. At least, that's what they called it when I first showed up. I guess it changes size."
Tracy's grin was a genuine one, which was rare for her nowadays. "You can have a front row seat if you want," she promised her before giving a slight nod. "Tablet. That's... wait. It changes size?" Her gaze dropped to the device and her brow furrowed a little as she studied it.
She had known it was advanced but that... she wasn't sure how to feel about that, really. Just as she hadn't quite decided how to handle the rather unique appearance of the woman who had responded. She'd sort through it all, eventually. For now she was just going to go with it.
"Well," she spoke again, shrugging the thoughts away until later, "thanks for the information. Any other pointers you can think of? Places to avoid, things to do and not do? That sort of stuff?" No, Tracy wasn't going to ask a hundred different questions, but if someone was willing to offer advice? She'd be an idiot to ignore them.
"Yeah. Not sure what it does yet. Lets you talk. Someone showed me a map. It's pretty handy and full of surprises." Chiana grinned again. "Pointers? Frell, I've only been here a few solar days myself." She tilted her head hard to the right.
"Don't have any advice to give except the generic 'good luck'." She gave a short laugh. "I'll let you know if I find anything worth avoiding. Be nice if you could do the same." She didn't expect much from a stranger, but maybe this one wasn't so bad. She'd made nice with Crichton and the Moya crew, despite their rocky start. Who was to say that something similar couldn't happen with a new face?
"Taxon." She said once the visual feed began to send. "That's what they call this place. That's pretty much all I know, and all anyone seems to." She rolled her body up to sitting and leaned over the tablet. "Big underground city. No way out." She rattled off the basics that she had picked up early on. "You got a name?"
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She liked this new one, liked the spunk. She wasn't panicking or letting loose a thousand questions that were, by far, unanswerable.
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"Typically underestimated, has been my experience," she answered by way of vague explanation. The sharing of anything too intimate would have to wait until she knew someone better than a random greeting, no matter how well said greeting might be going. "Although I'm by no means claiming I can escape."
The smirk was back, lips turned up at the corners as she admitted, "Although I'd be lying if I said I wasn't going to give it a shot."
She paused, almost as though waiting for a last name. When none was forthcoming she opted not to press the issue. It wasn't typical, perhaps, but it also wasn't unheard of. So instead she offered, "It's nice to meet you, Chiana." She paused, snorted lightly. "Or whatever you'd call talking over these... things, for the first time."
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"Atta girl. Make sure I'm watching, alright? Not sure how you do that, but do your best?" She grinned, cocking her head to one side. "I think they call these tablets. At least, that's what they called it when I first showed up. I guess it changes size."
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She had known it was advanced but that... she wasn't sure how to feel about that, really. Just as she hadn't quite decided how to handle the rather unique appearance of the woman who had responded. She'd sort through it all, eventually. For now she was just going to go with it.
"Well," she spoke again, shrugging the thoughts away until later, "thanks for the information. Any other pointers you can think of? Places to avoid, things to do and not do? That sort of stuff?" No, Tracy wasn't going to ask a hundred different questions, but if someone was willing to offer advice? She'd be an idiot to ignore them.
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"Don't have any advice to give except the generic 'good luck'." She gave a short laugh. "I'll let you know if I find anything worth avoiding. Be nice if you could do the same." She didn't expect much from a stranger, but maybe this one wasn't so bad. She'd made nice with Crichton and the Moya crew, despite their rocky start. Who was to say that something similar couldn't happen with a new face?
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