1st Petal ▫ [Action + Voice]

[a_prismaticbow]

[A young woman's voice, soft and hesitant, is heard over the journals. The rustling of the leaves in the background are sign enough that she is currently in the forest.]

Something must be terribly wrong. I... I shouldn't be here. I... should still be where I was last. It isn't possible... but I can't deny that it has happened.... Um, e-excuse

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[Voice]

[moonlightoutlaw]

Fine. You get twenty questions.

[Voice]

[a_prismaticbow]

[She decided keep the "only twenty?" question to herself!]

Perhaps I should ask where I am first.

[Voice/Written]

[moonlightoutlaw]

Yeah. Maybe you should.

[Written down is one simple vertical line.]

[Voice]

[a_prismaticbow]

[He was going to keep track? How strange. But she may as well ask and get some answers. Reliable or not, she would have to decide later.]

Ah, then... where am I? [And because she has more than ten questions to spare at this point:] Are you the one responsible for bringing me here?

[Voice]

[goldenfirefly]

Oh, hello... Ask as many questions as you need.

[Voice]

[a_prismaticbow]

[It had been somewhat strange to speak through a book, but it seemed to work effectively as a communication device. It was very much a relief that there was actually someone real on the other side of the journal. Or seemingly so.]

Thank you... I do apologize for any trouble it may be. But how did I arrive here and for what purpose?

[Voice]

[goldenfirefly]

It's no trouble at all, really. You seem rather composed for a newcomer...

There is no way to tell how we actually ended up here. The only acceptable explanation is that... we've all been kidnapped. And the second part... [She doesn't like telling the New Feathers this sort of thing. Stella hesitates, but then speaks again.] For experimentation.

[Voice]

[a_prismaticbow]

[Iris did appreciate the response, as devastating the news may have been. Kidnapping didn't come as much of a surprise as did the idea of experimentation.]

Experimentation... How could they subject others to something like that? Who are the ones behind this, and what do they wish to gain from the experiments?

[voice]

[lists_to_port]

I'd love to help you darling, but I don't belong here either.

Also, I think I'm currently going mad.

[Jack doesn't seem to have the hang of speaking through the journal yet. He's rather shouty, though he doesn't need to be.]

[voice]

[a_prismaticbow]

[His statements surprised her, but still, he had been kind enough to respond to her message. She decided to do what she could to assist him instead, and didn't mind his loud voice.]

Going mad, sir? Is it from being here or a different cause?

[voice]

[lists_to_port]

...

Being here isn't helping, but let's not delve into the measure of my mind so early in our acquaintanceship. Now I've heard tell that the moss grows on the north side of trees. So if you keep the moss at your back, you'll eventually get much further north of wherever in deepest Hades you are at present. Savvy?

Trust the moss. Trust it.

[voice]

[a_prismaticbow]

[His words were somewhat hard to follow, but she did try to understand him.]

... I know what I would be moving away from, but what would I be heading toward?

[Voice]

[demented_mama]

I doubt any of us planned on ending up here but hah, we're all here now.

Welcome to Luceti for the time being. When you look past the forceful kidnapping and widespread experimentation it's not too bad.

[Voice]

[a_prismaticbow]

[Iris paused for a moment, considering the new information. Kidnapping did explain how she ended up in Luceti, but it was the second part she didn't expect.]

Widespread experimentation? Is that... what the wings are for?

[Voice]

[demented_mama]

Experiments tend to be the preferred hobbies of scientists with god complexes that rival even the most megalomaniac of Overlords.

[With a clap of her hands.]

Yep, the wings, the bar code on the back of your neck-- Oh, you'll need a mirror to see that yourself unless you've got eyes in the back of your head. [...she could.] The wings themselves don't do much, more of an eyesore.

The important thing to know about them is that the loss of both wings equals instant death.

[Voice]

[a_prismaticbow]

Then there is no reasoning with our captors, it would seem. Has anyone attempted to do so?

[Iris touched the back of her neck for a brief moment, now knowing why her neck had been sore earlier. Wings were strange enough, and the idea of a barcode wasn't a very happy thought either.]

I shall take a look at the barcode in a mirror when I can, and remember to protect my wings. [Just hearing herself say the last part about owning wings was... weird.] Everyone has wings and a barcode, I assume?

[belmontlegacy]

Are you new? I can help you, if you'd like.

[a_prismaticbow]

[She figured that if she was considered "new" that others had arrived before her, and that newcomers seemed to be commonplace. She did apppreciate his offer though, taking it up.]

Oh, yes. Thank you. It would seem that no one arrived here voluntarily... I would have to assume that there is no feasible way of leaving?

[belmontlegacy]

Not yet, unfortunately. We are prisoners, here. But even if we weren't, I do not believe we would be able to return to our worlds easily.

[a_prismaticbow]

That is troubling to hear. Have many people been brought to this place? Who is responsible for our imprisonment?