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Video, UN: Kassandra
[Kassandra had spent the better part of a day figuring out just how to use the Omni before doing this. She's not technologically inclined, but once she had certain things pinpointed it wasn't difficult to work out some of the basic functions. Including ill-advised videos introducing herself, though she clearly hasn't mastered the Art of the Selfie.
The video feed opens at an odd angle showing a tanned woman, thankfully right-side up, staring at it with furrowed brows. Deep in concentration for a moment more, she simply stares at the camera in silence until she seems to come to a conclusion. Nodding, the woman exhales, and finally speaks up.]
...Hello. If other people are able to hear me, please say something so I don't keep talking to a rock and wondering if it really is magic or if I am crazy.
[Her voice has a heavy Greek accent, and if her attire is any indication she is not of the modern era.]
If I am talking to a magic rock, then know that my name is Kassandra, and I am looking for my family and my crew. Men named Alexios, Nikolaos, Barnabas and Stentor...and women named Myrinne, Roxana, and Odessa. I have hope that I am not alone in being reborn in this strange land, yet I have seen no sign of them.
[There's a pause as she fiddles with the Omni one more time.]
Aletheia, if you can hear this, show yourself.
[And then the feed drops.]
The video feed opens at an odd angle showing a tanned woman, thankfully right-side up, staring at it with furrowed brows. Deep in concentration for a moment more, she simply stares at the camera in silence until she seems to come to a conclusion. Nodding, the woman exhales, and finally speaks up.]
...Hello. If other people are able to hear me, please say something so I don't keep talking to a rock and wondering if it really is magic or if I am crazy.
[Her voice has a heavy Greek accent, and if her attire is any indication she is not of the modern era.]
If I am talking to a magic rock, then know that my name is Kassandra, and I am looking for my family and my crew. Men named Alexios, Nikolaos, Barnabas and Stentor...and women named Myrinne, Roxana, and Odessa. I have hope that I am not alone in being reborn in this strange land, yet I have seen no sign of them.
[There's a pause as she fiddles with the Omni one more time.]
Aletheia, if you can hear this, show yourself.
[And then the feed drops.]
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Is there prize money involved?
[She's less a fight-a-holic and more in it for that sweet, sweet drachmae.]
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It's more of a training and entertainment kind of arena. Considering there's no need for money here, I wouldn't count on any prize money.
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[That snags her attention more.]
Are we not expected to pay for anything, then?
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Which is fine by me. If I can do whatever I please whenever I please, well, that's all I could ask for.
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[It is weird, but she won't complain.]
It is just so very different from the Greek world. Or, my old world, I should say.
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[At least that's the impression he just got.]
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[She's Adaptable, Childe.]
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[Some had been already gone for years, and he can't imagine that this would be any different.]
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[It seems relevant. He's clearly been here or in the dream for a while now.]
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[He's not sure how much knowledge she'd managed to gain since coming here, but he's not kidding about the long part.]
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[Yeah, she had.]
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[At least that part. Makes life a lot more simple.]
So far I'd say Trench is an improvement.
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[May as well sate her curiosity.]
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[He doesn't want to dwell on it too long. So he tries so summarize the best he can.]
Let's just say that that place expertly preyed on those within its grasp. Countless horrors occurred day to day, and if you weren't careful you would easily find yourself losing your life. Trench is similar, it just seems...a little less treacherous...for now.
[Sort of. He feels like he has more control over his own fate here so far. That might change tomorrow, for all he knows.]
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[She's got a fairly narrow definition of terror. Monsters, natural disasters, angry gods?]
and do you have suspicions about potential problems here?
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And since a Pthumerian created that dream, and Pthumerians seems to hold the power here...I have my suspicions that this may be no different.
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[She's thrilled. Can you hear this in her voice?]
Will I be confronted with illusions of my family and friends?
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[Because why would they be allowed nice things really]
lel
[How...droll.]
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[Teach him about all the gods he can aspire to kill Kass, plz]
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{Wait. Not Greek.]
...Olympus is where the Gods live.
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[The Archons ruled in their own ways, but he knows a few of them at least were benevolent to their people.]
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And sometimes, they're just capricious.
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That's quite unfortunate. I've always gotten on well with the various archons that I've met personally.
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[Cause of many of their deaths? Got in her way.]