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( nothing about what's happened since nuala made her choice makes a great deal of sense to her. she lives, inexplicably, but there is a wound in her where once her brother was; a hollowness she can't account for, in point of fact the very opposite of what she might have imagined her afterlife to consist of. dressed in strange clothes and adrift in a place even stranger than the BPRD's headquarters, handling truly peculiar technology--
--it is all very small, in the wake of that most important detail. it is, however, a sort of smallness that permits her anything else to think on while she gathers herself enough to, perhaps, investigate its cause. her first contribution to the comms network is therefore simultaneously accidental and very much with purpose: a period of audio recording where nothing much seems to be happening, video of Nuala's hands as she turns the device over several times, of her face as she examines it. audio, again-- an exasperated sigh, a little jostle, and then a startled vocalization followed by a bit of scrambling, and then, finally--
Nuala, having at some point prior to this transmission found her way to the room she's been allocated, looks composed of nothing but determination to be composed. )
Hello.
( ...and patience. she has that, too, in great stores. this is a device for communication. someone is going to communicate with her. eventually, this will begin to make sense again. )
--it is all very small, in the wake of that most important detail. it is, however, a sort of smallness that permits her anything else to think on while she gathers herself enough to, perhaps, investigate its cause. her first contribution to the comms network is therefore simultaneously accidental and very much with purpose: a period of audio recording where nothing much seems to be happening, video of Nuala's hands as she turns the device over several times, of her face as she examines it. audio, again-- an exasperated sigh, a little jostle, and then a startled vocalization followed by a bit of scrambling, and then, finally--
Nuala, having at some point prior to this transmission found her way to the room she's been allocated, looks composed of nothing but determination to be composed. )
Hello.
( ...and patience. she has that, too, in great stores. this is a device for communication. someone is going to communicate with her. eventually, this will begin to make sense again. )
video.
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What are your people like? Do they all look similar to you? Or do you have hobs and redcaps and shit like that too?
video.
There are many fae, but my own people, the Sons of the Earth, share much with me in appearance, yes.
video.
That makes sense. I mean, I am a pixie so other fae don't look like me. Although, I don't know many pixies, either...
[ Weird thought. She shakes it off, though. ]
Do you have courts? Like Unseelie and Seelie or day and night sh-- [ Ehhhh. ] Stuff like that.
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My father reigned above all fae in our world, and the systems by which our peoples were arranged were-- complex, to say the least. I know of what you speak.
( a brief pause. )
I have been told of a darkness aboard this ship - and of a sanctuary from it. Do you know of the gardens?
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Then Nuala keeps on speaking and Kaye's eyes almost get wide at the revelation that holy shit. Nuala's a princess. Her experience with those has not been great. And the rumors about Silarial and Nicnevin's parents aren't any better.
She's surprised by how... nice Nuala is. But slightly wary of that kindness now. Ethine was nice, and it ruined her. But at least she was nice. Silarial was nice all the time. Even when she was plotting ways to ruin the lives of everyone. ]
I hadn't got a chance to explore.
Do you know where they're at?
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( it is wise, truthfully, to be cautious of the kindnesses of royalty; Nuala's intentions are always good, but her idea of good isn't always that of those around her. still, there's a sincerity in her now, simple truth in what she says: Kaye is something familiar, and Nuala is inclined to protect her. )
video.
Besides, she'd like to visit the gardens. Even if this place isn't killing her with iron, natural things still feel better to her and she'd like the chance to at least go to them when she can. ]
Sure. I'd like that. I could use some green that isn't me right now.
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Very good.
video.
Regardless, as much as she doesn't need protection she would like at least one faerie friend beyond Roiben and Lutie, both of which she met as a human. ]
Should I meet you somewhere?
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( she went alone, the first time-- but it's been rather heavily implied she oughtn't, in future. )
video.
I can manage that.
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Once all is arranged, then.
( impulsively: )
I am truly glad to have met you.
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Me too, Nuala. Thanks.