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[un_faized]

[ It's easy enough to pass through towns and cities on a new world mostly unnoticed. However, for this Eldarian, it's more than just a choice. It's a necessity. He's baffled by the ruby-red wings that sweep out between his shoulder blades, and confused about how he got here. Where his clothes are. Where his Sol is

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[oracleofdeath]

[Well, Faize may notice something curious with a young woman just randomly appearing in the center of the village.

She's heading towards one of the buildings and hasn't noticed the poor New Feather quite yet. She looks friendly enough though despite her rather odd way of traveling.]

[un_faized]

[ Oh, he saw that. And now, a million logical thoughts are rushing through his mind. At the forefront are two problems that push past all others. First, he shouldn't be getting involved with the natives.

Secondly, he has no translator. Of course, he doesn't yet know that his wings are more than just a pretty new accessory. He can't yet.

Faize hesitates, gazing ahead with all the confidence of a rabbit at the edge of a rushing river. ]

[oracleofdeath]

[Though Faize may notice the young woman also has a set of wings, though hers are purple and blue.

But anyway, she heads into the building and comes out a few minutes later with a small bag. If Faize doesn't approach her before that, she'll notice the New Feather then since the lack of clothing does make the poor souls so obvious.]

[un_faized]

[ Still not approaching her, unfortunately. In fact, Faize takes an uncertain step back. All he's learned has indeed taught him that getting involved is a bad idea... And there's no way for him to understand just yet that there are no true natives. They're all intruders in this world, and not by choice. ]

... ... He is the derpiest derp to have derped. o.o

[the_earths_edge]

[Ever since his unceremonious arrival, Edge has been lingering around the outskirts of town and trying to figure out what would be his best course of action. It was all too dangerous; This was obviously an underdeveloped planet. Maybe somewhere distant, maybe somewhere he'd even been before. The Captain found himself unsure.

But there's something in his line of vision that he most certainly does know. The wings are unfamiliar, though... A garish red the color of fresh blood, almost. That's more than a little unsettling for several obvious reasons. It makes him hesitant to step out from his hiding place. Eventually though, Edge realizes that he doesn't have much of a choice. If Faize is Faize, then he needs to give him the chance he deserves. Quietly, he makes his way around the tree, literally 'psst-ing' at the Eldarian.]

Faize. Faize! Hey... Is that really you?

Edge. D8

[un_faized]

[ It's incredibly nice to hear a familiar voice, and even though it's certainly been awhile since Faize has heard THIS voice, that fact doesn't register right away. He knows Edge's voice anywhere, and he turns towards it without a thought. His eyes, the same violet that Edge knows so well, catch sight of him immediately, and it's only then that Faize remembers how long it's really been.

And he approaches immediately. ]

Yes, Edge.

T_T

[the_earths_edge]

[Now that he's here, he really doesn't know what to do with himself. The Captain blinks stupidly for a moment, his wings rustling against his will and giving away his apprehension.]

I-- Wow. It's... really you. Just you. Are we dead or something?

D:

[un_faized]

[ Faize shakes his head slowly, his hair brushing his cheeks as he does so. ]

Not dead. It's more like we've been...displaced.