[In spite of all the novelty and gleaming lights, Rosamund finds herself drawn back to the room full of glass coffins. Her fingers trace over the edges, watching the numbers and letters flicker on each pod. She's not so familiar with the terms used, nor what the measurements are exactly, but she's gathered enough.
It's something to do with their bodies, isn't it?
She startles when she hears footsteps from behind.]
behind rosamund is...temenos! he's dressed in much more ye olde now, just immediately giving off the vibe of a cleric. it's the holy aura tm. when she startles, he calls out - ]
Ah - my apologies, I didn't mean to give you a fright. [ and gives a little wave and a warm smile. ] Rosamund, yes?
True. At least we have each other! [She laughs.] We can make fools of ourselves together in front of all these wiser and hipper souls.
[Still. She's both glad and disappointed to find the interloper is someone just like her. Maybe it'll be better to bounce ideas off of him, he's less likely to laugh at her.]
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It's something to do with their bodies, isn't it?
She startles when she hears footsteps from behind.]
Hello?
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behind rosamund is...temenos! he's dressed in much more ye olde now, just immediately giving off the vibe of a cleric. it's the holy aura tm. when she startles, he calls out - ]
Ah - my apologies, I didn't mean to give you a fright. [ and gives a little wave and a warm smile. ] Rosamund, yes?
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Yes, I am. And you're...Telemain?
[She read the profiles but there were very many of them okay]
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... Temenos. Close enough, though. [ that's a little bit teasing. ] Pray tell, how are you handling all of this? It is a lot to take in.
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Temenos. Sorry. [Though she smiles at his concern.] There's so many interesting people to meet, I feel like my head is swimming.
And the place itself is...unusual.
[Absently taps the pod she's been examining.]
How about yourself?
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[ ie: ye olde. ]
So, in that regard - roughly the same. I'm learning as I go.
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[Still. She's both glad and disappointed to find the interloper is someone just like her. Maybe it'll be better to bounce ideas off of him, he's less likely to laugh at her.]
Would you come over here for a moment?
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[ temenos smiles a little with that, though, and then trots over when called, expression more curious. ]
What is it?
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[The glowing, ever fluctuating statistics on the pod surface. The empty pod. They worry her.]
Do you have any idea what this all means?