-{First}- Lost -{Sphere}-

[lacking_wings]

Characters: Blair Lansfeld and vatheon
Location: The Plaza
Time: Early afternoon
Style: Whichever!
Status: Open!

[She gives a small groan as, slowly, she pushes herself up. She's soaked to the bone, hair plastered to her head and clothes left soggy and glistening due to the synthetic fabric not meshing well with being wet. She falls on her rear, looking

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[xlillackeykitty]

Not really the best way for anyone's day to start.

[ He comes over with a towel in hand. Poor thing looked soaked. Seemed like yesterday when he first came around. ]

Here. You're definitely going to need this.

And maybe a change of clothes.

[lacking_wings]

Hm?

[She blinks a few times and takes the towel, offering a kind smile in response. She'll begin to dry her hair before glancing down at the clothing. ...Probably a good idea to find something else to wear. After all, the clothing her people wear wasn't meant to worry about holding in water. It didn't rain, after all, in Arkives or the Lost City. No plants to worry about, the oxygen generated for them from machines.]

Thank you. And, yes, that seems to be the appropriate course of action.

[A look around from under the towel.]

...I've been terribly rude so far, haven't I? I'm Blair Lansfeld.

[xlillackeykitty]

[ He pauses and hands her his coat. That would have to do for the time being. ]

The name's Luka. Luka Redfield. Pleasure meeting you, Blair and welcome to Vatheon.

[ He lets out a breath and adds rather grudgingly. ]

...Underwater hell.

[lacking_wings]

[She takes the coat, pulling it on with a blink and a warm smile.]

Thank you, Luka. It's certainly a pleasure meeting you, as well.

[Vatheon... That's not a name she's familiar with, so it's not that a transporter malfunctioned. Perhaps, then, she's within the Eternal Sphere? Something to dwell on later, due to his latter statement, which earns a concerned look.]

...Why would you say that?

[wavesoakedlegs]

[A young man approaches. Mitsuhide practically radiates happiness at the moment, and he regards Blair with bright eyes and a kind smile.]

You must be a new arrival. Welcome to Vatheon, my Lady; I am Mitsuhide.

[He gives a formal bow before straightening up and looking her over. Interesting clothing!]

Many wake here and speak words similiar to yours, but don't worry! While we cannot leave this place, we are given shelter and food, and take care of each other well.

[lacking_wings]

[She'll blink a few times. So, she's somewhere else entirely...? Well. That certainly explains things. She frowns, but this quickly fades as his rather good mood seems contagious. She rather needs something to raise her spirits after what happened back at Sphere.]

It would seem I am. And my name is Blair Lansfeld.

[She returns the bow, a bit awkwardly as she's used to people shaking hands. However, if this is how he greets people, she'll reciprocate the action.]

So, I can't leave? ...That's not the best news to hear upon arriving somewhere new.

[Especially one with much lower tech than I'm used to, if my first glances don't deceive men.]

...But I suppose I'll have to make the best of it. I could use a change of pace, after all.

[wavesoakedlegs]

It is not, certainly. But take heart, my Lady. It is not so bad, when you've settled in, and there are many good things about it... and many are sent home, after a while.

[He feels a twinge upon saying that, like it should hurt. Like it should be a painful thing to think about. But the curse clouds it out, and he remains cheerful.]

Do you have any questions? It is likely, isn't it? I will answer whatever I can for you.