tearmeanewone | un + action/voice

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[Action]

“Booker? Booker?!”

Elizabeth could almost still smell the sulfur and fire, and feel the heat coming from Monument Island. It had felt, for a moment, like the world was being pressed and burned into her bones, swelling up against her ribcage and expelling itself in the form of a brilliant, blinding light that enveloped her, Booker, and Songbird. That was what she'd seen, she was almost certain of it.

But instead of her jailer and her strange fellow convict, Elizabeth was brought out of the sky and out of the clouds and light and into cool water. Not that she'd never ended up in water before, but it was very disorienting. She thrashed and doggy-paddled to the edge of the lake, realizing that if Booker had been anywhere nearby, he would have answered her.

The silence was lonely, and familiar. She didn't like it at all. Even the sounds of gunfire would have been welcome as opposed to the sound of her struggling to slosh out of the lake and onto the shore. Everything seemed to echo, even the drips coming off of the plain dress she had somehow ended up in. New place, new clothes, wings on her back... Elizabeth reached out awkwardly and touched them, drawing a hand back in dismay and shock when she realized she could feel her hand on her wing. Wings. She had wings now, when did that happen?

“It's okay, Elizabeth,” she said aloud, crossing her arms over her chest, trying to calm down and warm herself a little. “It's... probably not this wet in heaven.” She sniffled from the chill of being soaked head to foot, and took in her surroundings while trying not to wonder if she had in fact killed herself and Booker by opening that tear. It had led somewhere significant, somewhere foreign and different where madness was king. She had thought she'd seen a sea, but perhaps it was this lake. Perhaps she was in a different place where madness was king...

“Booker!” she called again, almost desperate. Biting back tears and a lump in her throat, she looked around the lake once more. She had lived alone for years. And in the first scrap of quiet she'd heard in a long time, she couldn't find comfort standing by herself.

Shivering, Elizabeth looked around for any movement and saw a patch of royal blue on the ground. Her dress, folded neatly with a thin book. Who did that...?

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[The audio starts up, unexpectedly, but Elizabeth seems to know how this is supposed to work. It's like a Voxophone, right? Only it's somehow transmitted everywhere.]

Can anyone hear this? I don't know what day it is, or where I'm supposed to be. Booker? There's a, uh, lake here, and some trees. [She sighs, her voice wavering.] I'm freezing out here, and if you're running around sticking your head in trashcans I'm going to be really mad!

((Catch her walking through the forest or into the village! She has her journal open too, and will be 'Voxophoning' actively.))

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[Oh! So there's a film option as well... Though the picture looks almost as though the person were right there--instead of black and white and grainy and nearly beyond recognition. Film with sound that played alongside it, even!]

Yes, I'm okay. As okay as you can be after falling into water from high up, but I've had practice.

I didn't know this could record film, though... [She waves a little as well, frowns when nothing happens, and starts looking around her journal for a button or switch or something.]

You woke up in water? Mm. I was just in a clearing.

[A faint frown.]

It's not film. Honestly I'm not sure what it is. A woman I spoke to said it was magic.

[Asami is a little put out by the magic books.]

...Magic?

[Dubious. Veeery dubious.]

I really don't think magic exists outside of fiction. The fact that everyone can hear my voice now isn't magic, it's just a broadcast. Of... some kind...

[Definitely not magic though. Science of some kind.]

I don't know, she seemed fairly certain. And there are the spirits back home, they're a sort of magic...

[She shakes her head.]

I want to think this is some kind of machine, but it's just paper.

Yeah, I'm sure they said the same thing about a floating city, but it's all science. Everything has an explanation.

It could be... some kind of paper with pressure-sensitivity or something. Radio signals, maybe.

[Okay, no way that was slipping past.]

I'm sorry, but did you say a floating city?

Y...es? [Well, whoops. Maybe that was a bit too much for someone not from her timeline.] Well I mean. It's kind of a series of floating buildings, and some larger parts that float too. And a beach. A floating beach.

[...wow she's so bad at explaining this.] It's not a big, floating chunk of land in the sky, is what I mean. That might not work so well.

Flying buildings. [It's not difficult for her to picture, it's just so hard for her to figure out how it would work.]

How? What keeps them aloft? What sort of engine do you need? Or are they suspended from something?

It's not an engine, and it's not suspended like a bridge. And it's definitely not balloons. It's just quantum mechanics. Vibrating particles. [Your standard stuff, obviously.]

I...have no idea what that means. [She sighs.] My father could probably figure it out..

Your father's a physicist? [Maybe there's more science in Luceti than Elizabeth had originally thought.] It's hard to explain, and I was trying to figure out the basic explanation before I left home, but maybe he could explain it better?

...No, but he's brilliant. He invented a lot of the machines in Republic City. I just meant he would understand it better than I can.

Oh! Maybe, I don't know what sort of machinery it really is. I'd have to examine it. But what sort of machines did he invent?

Well, the Sato-mobile, and most of the machines we use in the factories. And these massive suits of mobile armor he called mechatanks.

And this.

[She holds her equalist glove up to the little square. It crackles faintly with electricity when she squeezes it.]

[Elizabeth gasps and holds the journal closer to get a better view.] It's like Shock Jockey! In a glove!

It's like what?

Uh, it's like... Okay, so where I'm from, people can change their genetic makeup by drinking these tonics. It makes them able to manipulate things like electricity. Though I've heard that some people experience extreme side-effects while the tonic takes effect. A glove like that would be less hazardous, I'd guess.

[It takes Asami a moment to work her way through that, and then her eyes go wide.]

You can make benders.

...we can make what?

Benders. People who can throw fire and lightning from their hands.

Oh! I... suppose we can? I mean, I wouldn't drink one of those tonics myself, it's too intense. I'm assuming most people don't drink them for the same reason. Are there more people in your world who choose to take on those abilities?

No, people are born with them.

Huh... [Elizabeth sounds thoughtful.] I guess it makes sense that someone would have to have a genetic predisposition to it. Otherwise how would tonics come about?

...I have no idea what that means.

But benders are just born that way. And usually benders have bender children, too.

Well the ability to alter your genetic makeup, and to produce fire at will, doesn't just come from nothing. There has to be some sort of source. Which probably comes from these 'benders' who are born with the innate ability.

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Video forever for asami since I keep forgetting to change it.

Audio forever because that's how Elizabeth rolls~ (yea)

Is she uncomfortable if she's not speaking into a giant portable record player?

YES. YES SHE IS. 8| CRAZY NEWFANGLED VIDJAS.

The sound is probably far too clear for her too. No crackles at all!

What is this clarityyyy. 8| /distrust

Someone should show her the holo dome thing.

Oh that'd be interesting. XD

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