[Video 01] UN: Delilah Dirk - Arrival

[delilah_dirk]

[What appears on camera is a number of things in very short order. Someone is very clearly coming to grips with the technology. There is a flash of skirt, booted leg, of a woman's face tanned from a long time under the sun, and a mass of chestnut hair. Finally, a pair of deep brown eyes focus on it.]

What the bloody hell is this thing?

[She hasn't been pulled from any universe before - first time for her - and in any event, the technology is so advanced it's just one step away from magic for her. But it's not magic, because that would be silly.]

Is it on? That's what the light means, doesn't...? Right.

[She steps back a bit, moving this way and that as if trying to arrange the right angle. And then she begins.]

What the hell was any of that? I'd say someone slipped me some rather potent hash-hish if it weren't for that beach and those...odd ducks who welcomed me.

[She won't mention waking up naked. That had been an experience she wouldn't like to repeat. Or the part where she'd tried to run and had stumbled about like a toddler. None of that gets mentioned. Frankly, she's sitting at the junction of freaked out and amazed.]

So where am I? Who's responsible? And where the hell is my boat?

[She'll find the flying ketch soon enough - it just wasn't moored when the tide came in.]

Comments

[delilah_dirk]

Good. Useless bunch, by and large. Hand out and mouths far too wide open.

[threelayers]

I like that way of putting it.
We mostly have the greedy shits back where I come from.
Folks aren't too religious in Remnant.

[It was kind of hard to be when your gods left you and your world was full of monsters. Sort of put a damper on that kind of thing, so folks had folklore more than anything else.]

[delilah_dirk]

Never put much stock in people who tell everyone else how to be while never accomplishing anything themselves.

And good, probably for the best.