video;open introducing Anna Milton

[bythyignorance]

...Did I make it to the next level?

[Anna is all too familiar with these strange devices, appearing in a video clip with her red hair tied back as best she can with how sticky it still is from the pod fluid. She's half dressed, the uniform on, but unzipped low in the front as she peeled off a layer of blue goo from her chest where it got caught in a hand print shaped scar deeply marked in her skin. Frowning she flicks it off unto the floor.

There is a badge pinned to her waist though, clearly police force by the shape with the words S.T.R.I.K.E. visibly embossed at the top.]

At this point making it to a shower would be enough. Purgatory did at least provide them in the past.

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[seethemoon]

There are showers.

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[bythyignorance]

I am suspicious of them.

I am suspicious of anything given to me by the same people who put tubes in unwilling throats.

[More peeling.]

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[seethemoon]

It's not like we have a choice. You will have to use the facilities eventually.

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[bythyignorance]

My grace will cleanse this body on its own time.

[Which is just a fancy way of saying "Like to see someone make me."]

I'm much more curious as to what this places other facilities are. I didn't have time to google it you see.

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[seethemoon]

[He's never used google, but he knows better than to ask. Most people laugh at him.]

Then go for it. I'm just saying you will probably have to use them sooner or later.

[slayer_not_player]

There are bathrooms on all the passenger floors. Kitchens too.

[bythyignorance]

Oh, that is alright. I don't eat.

There seems to be quite a few rooms...what are your numbers? Are there many?

[slayer_not_player]

You don't eat? ...If you used to be a robot, you might want to ask to see the file the medical staff wrote up.

As far as I can tell there are thousands of rooms. Hundreds of floors.

[bythyignorance]

Robot? Interesting, but no. I am an Angel of the Lord.

[A laugh.]
It's complicated. Is there a hospital facility somewhere as well? I require minor burn treatment.

[slayer_not_player]

Another angel. [Spoken with a tinge of surprise. Well. He doesn't know if the other one eats, but he assumes that if her stomach starts hurting, she'll ask about it.]

Medbay is next to the room with the pod you woke up in.

...How did you get burned?

[bythyignorance]

It was a long time ago, but the burn is-- different. Sometimes it begins to bother me again.

[She keeps it vague, the subject is rather touchy.]

This angel though, what is their name?

[slayer_not_player]

Understood. Anyone in medical would assist. [He's fine without details. He asked more for the sake of finding out if there were dragons loose or if someone was going crazy with a flame thrower or anything else the ship might have deemed fit to throw at them this month.]

I don't recall what he called himself. [Which is a lie, but he's not about to drop an ally's name on an unknown. Self-claimed burned angel or not.]

[bythyignorance]

We'll find one another soon enough I imagine.

And what about you? Do you recall your own name? [That is her special sneaky way of showing you she has a funny feeling you are hiding something, but she doesn't hold it against him. Allies come before strangers.]

I am Anna. If it is of any consequence.

[slayer_not_player]

[He snorts, amused. Touche, angel.]

Welcome aboard the Tranquility, Anna. I'm Tillman, if memory serves.

[bythyignorance]

Tillman. I won't forget.

And thank you. I imagine such a warm welcome will not be given by all I encounter here.

Some souls never wish to escape Purgatory...

sorry for late :c

[slayer_not_player]

Well, Purgatory has better real estate than Hell, from what I've heard.

[snaketrap]

[ Purgatory was enough to make him stop, just for a moment. Most were human, here. She seemed too calm, however, to be a mere human who died. And in such a pantheon. It interested him. At least enough to stop for a moment. ]

I do suppose you have concluded that where you were going and where you were is not where you are.

[bythyignorance]

[Cue a bright and all too welcoming smile.]

As usual. You'd think we'd be used to it now.

No to the first and yes to the second though. We're definitely not in the city anymore, Loki...but I confess I still doubt this is not Purgatory.

[A pause.] I am glad to have found you again, regardless.

[snaketrap]

[ This is not what he is expecting. For a moment his constant armor, his always present snark and sharp tongue drops to make way for honesty, for once. ] You speak that we are friends, but I know you not.

[bythyignorance]

[And like that, her face falls. First to disappointment then back to the impassive mask from before.]

I apologize. I mistook you for someone else.

[Easier explanation than the truth.]

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[snaketrap]

You have my name correct.

[bythyignorance]

[A brief pause.]

You are not the same. The name is right, but the rest is wrong.

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[runshouse]

Showers aren't the real problem, there's plenty of those. Let me tell you, though, the room service is for shit.

That's, uh. Quite the scar you're touting.

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[bythyignorance]

Yes, I was smited. It leaves one a bit-- crispy.

But I'm not deep fried angel wings yet.