jinuzuki | [Action/Accidental Voice] Where is This? Where am I?

[In the forest a man is just waking up to find himself sitting against a tree wearing nothing but the cotton white pants. When he fully awakes, his movements are slow and tentative as though expecting pain.]

What...where am I? Could this be Lost Jerusalem? Not exactly how I expected to see it...[He hadn't expected to be seeing anything. The darkness had fallen bringing a sense of peace with it, yet now he felt alive. Normal except-]

[There's a sudden hiss of pain as his back starts to protest.] Ah, what...? [When he reaches to find what is causing the pain he lets loose a sound of surprise] Feathers? Wings? [He leans forward letting his hand fall away from his back and onto a book.]

Hm? What is this? [He picks it up and flips it open.] How odd. It appears to be a...computer of some sort? In book form?

There appears to be more going on here beyond my understanding...

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From:

bloodwaif

A woman in white approaches just before dawn. Soon she will have to flee to her new nest, but for now she is enjoying the chill of the woods and the dank, mossy smell of early spring melt.

"Good morning fair stranger," Drusilla drawls as she comes in sight of this lost lamb. She trails her delicate fingertips against the smooth bark of a white, white tree. "Good morning, and are you lost?"

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jinuzuki

He looks up from his journal. Lost. That's certainly true, lost, confused and not enjoying the pain from his new wings. Still despite all that, there is a certain calmness around him and while he looks a bit puzzled, his voice is even and polite.

"And good morning to you. Lost is certainly true. I wonder if you would be able to tell me where we are?"

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hismasterpiece

"We're in the forest. Lost -- lost in the forest, where everyone gets lost." She lifts the muddy hem of her dress as she daintily crosses a fallen log, then folds her legs and smooths the skirt primly.

"We're lost in an archetype."

From:

jinuzuki

"I...see." Not exactly helpful, though if he's understanding her, it makes a kind of sense, just not a useful one.

"Then are you lost here as well?" Maybe direct questions will yield simpler answers.

From:

hismasterpiece

No, sir; she is the other thing found in this very archetype. But Drusilla laughs like silver bells and smiles at him.

"I'm a lost girl, as you can see. And I'm desperately craving beauty and something nice to eat."

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jinuzuki

She seems very easy going for someone who is also lost...

"Perhaps we can aid one another. I've been told there is a Welcome Centre. If there is a town nearby, we could find it together. It may be safer than going alone."

He pauses considering the rest of her comment. Something isn't right, but this whole situation is strange. "There, eh, will likely be something to eat there as well."

mistlegacy

Be careful with the wings. It's a really bad idea to harm them in any way. I know they ache now, but that will soon subside.

From:

jinuzuki

Ah! [He's a little startled by the book now speaking, though more that he hadn't realised it was on than the fact it was speaking.]

[Questions questions, so many questions, but knowing more about the wings would be beneficial especially the dangers attached to them.]

Who am I speaking to? And beyond the obvious pain what are the consequences if these wings are harmed? Or removed?

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mistlegacy

If they're harmed, you grow ill. And I hate to be so blunt, but having both removed is a sure death sentence; I wouldn't want you finding out the hard way. They're our lifeline, in this place.

I'm Rydia, one of the volunteers at the Welcome Center in town. Do you see it at all, from where you are?

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jinuzuki

Then...I hope you'll pardon the strangeness of this question, this is not some sort of afterlife?

As for a building. [There's a pause as he looks around.] No, just trees. I seem to be in a forest.

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mistlegacy

No, it's not the afterlife. Death exists here, though it's not permanent. People can be brought back...though they lose something of themselves, each time.

...hm. Do you hear any running water? If you can find the river, it's much easier to make your way to town.

From:

jinuzuki

[So, he's not dead. That...will take him some time, but for now, finding some civilisation takes priority.]

Yes...Yes I do hear the sound of running water.