[Video] --> ACTIONthinkin_arbysJune 11 2011, 04:59:29 UTC
[She looks around the screen a little, obviously trying to pull up the map...]
I'll go there in a few minutes.
[FEED END; segue to...
int. GARDENS
She steps inside, looking casual as she can with the Guide balanced on the palm of one hand. There are several long minutes of her stalking around the place to see if anyone she doesn't want to see is around, before she finally settles on a quiet, near-overgrown corner of the garden.]
The consequences for being discovered by the men I knew in America isn't something I want to think about. I couldn't seem weak in front of anyone, let alone the very people I was trying to defeat. In my time, being a woman means being pushed around when you are singled out and vulnerable.
I was tasked by certain individuals to recover the body of Jesus Christ from America. I was to return it to the Vatican, once I found all of the pieces. The entire affair was hidden by a cross-country race, which I registered to participate in under an assumed name.
My given name is Guistina; my alias in the race was Hot Pants. I do not care what you call me, but I understand there may be secure ways to contact others? It seemed that way, from what I was told by someone. I haven't figured it out yet, but when I do, that would be my preferred method.
I don't know what I'll be calling myself here, at least not yet. Forgive my indecision.
But... if I may ask, how are our worlds so different?
I believe there are ways to make the transmissions secure, but I don't think I'm able to do that. Still if you determine how it's done, you can contact me.
[He thinks a moment before he answers her question.]
There are many people here from many "versions" of Earth. Many things are the same, but there are major events that are different. For example, in my world, Lucifer rose from Hell and we had to stop him to prevent the Apocalypse. That may not have happened in your world. Your story is unfamiliar to me.
Alternate universes would be one way to look at it.
Until I find out, please call me by my alias, then. It may be ridiculous, but it throws people off.
[She looks incredulous, here.]
Lucifer... rose from Hell... But I wouldn't think it's so strange. I fought a man who controlled dinosaurs and another who turned balloons into hideous instruments of torment. Anything is possible. I, too, have an ability given to me by unseen forces.
Yes, it's possible for the same events to happen in both our worlds. I'm sure many did, you mentioned Jesus so that's one example. But the point is that some events didn't happen. That's what separates them.
I met someone from my own world, with similar abilities, who had never heard of any of my associates nor the race we were in. Nothing is surprising to me here--other than you, I admit.
It's difficult to explain my ability. I can manipulate flesh, in a manner of speaking; disguises and bandages can be produced. I can also move body parts to other locations using the spray. [She perches her hat back on her head and pulls the strange metallic canister from her hip holster.] I'll show you, if you want.
I find the gardens to be more peaceful than the rest of the ship.
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I'll go there in a few minutes.
[FEED END; segue to...
int. GARDENS
She steps inside, looking casual as she can with the Guide balanced on the palm of one hand. There are several long minutes of her stalking around the place to see if anyone she doesn't want to see is around, before she finally settles on a quiet, near-overgrown corner of the garden.]
Well, Castiel? I am here.
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Hello.
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It's a bit of a strange reaction, admittedly.]
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Is there something wrong?
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My name is--was--Sister Maria Donata. I am from a small mountain town in Italy, but I am sure that isn't important to you at all.
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As I said, there are quite a few misconceptions about angels.
[And then he's all business again.]
Is there a reason you wish your name to remain secret, Sister?
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I was tasked by certain individuals to recover the body of Jesus Christ from America. I was to return it to the Vatican, once I found all of the pieces. The entire affair was hidden by a cross-country race, which I registered to participate in under an assumed name.
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I see. Your world must have a very different history than my own then.
Is there a name you would prefer I use?
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I don't know what I'll be calling myself here, at least not yet. Forgive my indecision.
But... if I may ask, how are our worlds so different?
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[He thinks a moment before he answers her question.]
There are many people here from many "versions" of Earth. Many things are the same, but there are major events that are different. For example, in my world, Lucifer rose from Hell and we had to stop him to prevent the Apocalypse. That may not have happened in your world. Your story is unfamiliar to me.
Alternate universes would be one way to look at it.
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[She looks incredulous, here.]
Lucifer... rose from Hell... But I wouldn't think it's so strange. I fought a man who controlled dinosaurs and another who turned balloons into hideous instruments of torment. Anything is possible. I, too, have an ability given to me by unseen forces.
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[He looks interested at this.]
What kind of ability?
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It's difficult to explain my ability. I can manipulate flesh, in a manner of speaking; disguises and bandages can be produced. I can also move body parts to other locations using the spray. [She perches her hat back on her head and pulls the strange metallic canister from her hip holster.] I'll show you, if you want.
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Yes, I would like to see that.
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