001; Video/Action

[saintofstoic]

[She's been wandering around somewhat like a ghost since coming to. Around the town, through the market. Pausing at shops, just drifting. Dazed and confused, she tries to pull together what must have occurred between her last memory and this place.

Eventually though she stops near the park and there near a lake. It's here she takes the time to actually look at the communicator she holds.

The video kicks in, held at arm length and showing the blonde teenager wearing a faded garland crown of white, the top of her gauzy rose-hued gown visible in the shot.

She says nothing for a few moments, simply experimenting with the communicator with a rather bland expression before she realizes the video is on. When she does, there's finally a little emotion in that expression, brows raising gently in surprise.]

I wasn't given shoes.

[It's the least of her concerns honestly but it's the first thing that rises out of her mouth. She's really got no idea what else to even say.]

001;; Video/Action

[lightonhisfeet]

Yeah, so. Read the letter and all that, but I still don't really get what's going on. Was I kidnapped or...is this a joke...I don't know, I guess I would appreciate it if someone explained just what's going on--

[ Not that waking up in a strange place wearing clothing that you're not entirely comfortable with is the most certain thing in the world as it is. He has a right to be confused! And it's not like the letter explained much more than 'btw you're Hunahpu or whatever'. Sheesh. Talk about a situation.

Confusion aside, Bolin's taken to looking at his communicator mirror from a number of angles. Huh...he can't say he's ever seen something like this before. ]

--Well. If anyone is really there, I mean. The letter said this was for communication? Which seems a little weird, but I'm not about to complain. Nnnot really sure if I'm using it right, so I could be talking to myself. But! I have some hope that there are people....here. Listening to me.




Actually, if someone is there, could you point me towards some actual clothing? The weird hat-things are cool and all, but I would like a shirt. And something that isn't a skirt or short...skirt-like thing. Yeah.


[ House-mates will hear some ruckus from Bolin's room as he digs through it looking for something less-revealing. Should you guys go to investigate, you'll find his room is scattered with not!skirts, weird headdresses and jewelry. Bolin's taken to trying  the different headdresses on because really, it doesn't look like he's getting real clothes any time soon, so why not.

They were kind of cool anyway. ]

day seventy-six: thursday, october 6th

[majorarc]

[ The rain certainly doesn't seem to be letting up today; on the contrary, it's actually storming. Even the surf around the island seems to be stirring up. Best to continue your stay indoors. ]

first battle; video/action

[heightrules]

[ The video feed turns on and up pops a boy who dresses as though he should be from Siberia. Or at least partly, he's shed the outermost layers, but there is still a distinct Russian feel to his outfit. He does not look too thrilled about this development, to say the least. ]

Right, there's gotta be something more than all this. Since it seems as though people have been here for a while, can anybody tell me more about this place? I don't know what I can offer in return, but I'll see what I can do.

[ And if you happen to live in the Navy District, Napoleon has taken it upon himself to explore the area more thoroughly. So he may just suddenly appear in your general vicinity. Sup guys, ignore the fact that he looks like that Nutcracker dude. ]