video: un: ontherocks

[queenking]

[It must be that time of the month, because there's another newbie on the network. This one, a 20-something woman with riotously curly blonde hair, is sprawled on her back on the beach, holding the Omni up above her face. It's not a great angle, but whatever.]

Hey, if one of these places sells calamari, s'that cannibalism? Cause I love that shit. Also I got so much sand in my ass crack right now I'm gonna be shittin' pearls for weeks.

[She could just...leave the beach. Does she know they're allowed to leave the beach?

She...likely doesn't know they can leave the beach.

Saxsice ends her foray into social media by dropping the Omni on her face and cussing as the feed ends. OW FUCK--!!

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[queenking]

[Eh, it's no biggie, introductions are way more important!] Saxsice King. Nice to meetcha. You been here long?

[metoikos]

A day, maybe a little more.

[She lifts her fork to show more squid.]

I'm not far from the beach, if you'd like to join me?

[queenking]

[Saxsice perks up immediately, nodding emphatically.] As long as you're offerin' to share.

[metoikos]

As if I'd deny a lovely woman like yourself anything.

[She grins, mostly teasing, but holds up the bowl.]

Follow the beach to the boardwalk. I'm sitting on the end of it. You can't be far.

[queenking]

I'll just follow my nose.

[Saxsice grins, taking off towards the boardwalk and...yes, in fact, following her nose. The alluring smell of greasy fried food is truly a siren song. It doesn't take her very long to find Kassandra, plopping down in a seat across from her and immediately reaching out.] Found ya. Where's my prize?

[metoikos]

Whatever you'd like, beautiful.

[Kassandra laughs, moving her plate so that Saxsice can have her pick of whatever. There's calamari (of course), some fried pickles, a bit of fried chicken, and a couple of corn dogs. This was all new stuff to her, so she'd just grabbed a bunch of everything.]

[queenking]

You big flirt.

[Saxsice reaches out and scoops everything fried onto her plate, because she's basic that way.] So! Been here long?

[metoikos]

[Laughing, Kassandra picks at her own stuff.]

A day or so. Not very long at all. I assume the same for you?

[queenking]

Yeah. Hung around the beach for a while, hopin' I could catch the next boat home. [She winces, picking apart her fries.] Took me a bit to realize that...isn't really an option.

[metoikos]

It is not, unfortunately.

[She'd waited for signs of the Adrestia, too.]

I guess that makes us stranded. But there are worse places, I suppose. We could be stuck in Crete.

[queenking]

I guess. Or Sacramento. [She reaches out for more calamari.] Doesn't mean i wouldn't rather be home.

[metoikos]

Wouldn't we all? I would sell my right arm to Hades himself if it meant seeing the Adrestia sail into the harbor.

[What she wouldn't give for her ship.]

[queenking]

-- catchin' the vibe that you ain't from, uh. The same time I am. [Oh, you just realized that?]

[metoikos]

Let me ask you this.

[She's gotten used to it.]

...Do the names Socrates, Hippocrates, or Pericles mean anything to you?

[queenking]

....nnnnnnope. [Saxsice squints suspiciously across the table.] Are those real names? Or made up?

[Says the woman with a literal made up name.]

[metoikos]

Friends of mine I'm told grew quite famous. People from the future seem to know the names.

[Maybe you're not from Earth? she doesn't know. That was her only time-based litmus test.]

[queenking]

Ohhh, gotcha, gotcha. [She munches thoughtfully for a moment, then confesses:] I never went to school or anythin' so I know I missed a lot. I'm not really a good...measure of who's famous.

[metoikos]

I...did not either. Except for military training, I suppose.

But as far as I have gathered, I am two thousand years older than most.