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[occultural]

action: an arrival

[ to say sonia's arrival is less than stellar would be an understatement. while she recalls waking up at the monolith and being contacted by someone in particular, the details on getting from there to one of the life pods are fuzzy...mostly because she is immediately catapulted into action. unfortunately. not that sonia minds action precisely but she absolutely protests the following:

1) another life pod firing a laser that causes a huge-ass reaper to attack her pod;
2) her poor life pod being Wrecked and summarily being dropped into the ocean;
3) running low on air while holding her breath and trying to dodge. a sea monster;
4) said sea monster ripping her skirt with its teeth?

she protests less the timely arrival of drones (with breathing equipment!) and their saving her, but literally all of them were lost and eaten by a reaper (still no idea what that was, by the way) so today is just. well it sure is a day. it was already a day but now it is even more of a day.

so there's a soaking wet princess near the base entry with a torn skirt and a mildly displeased expression - a true rarity - attempting to wring out her hair. and her skirt. and her blouse. and her everything? she straightens up to perfect posture when she hears footsteps, however. ]

Excuse me! I require a towel at once, or a change of clothes. Please direct me to one of the two immediately.

[ it's a mix of polite and commanding, although she does manage to clear away the very small frown and replace it with her best neutral smile. ]

action: outside room 20

[ well. she has to sleep somewhere and she doesn't particularly want to share her space with certain people (souda) so sonia is simply picking one of the private rooms that is open at complete random.

she peers inside. ]

Hm...a one-mat room, correct? Exciting! Though the mat itself is missing...well, no matter! I shall take it all the same. Perhaps I should make a nameplate?

[ she's...completely not paying attention to her surroundings, so if you make a sudden noise - even speaking, she'll whirl. ]

Oh! You cannot sneak up on me like that! [ that's a pure order, commanding pose and all. it breaks after a second as she tilts her head to the side and smile brightly, though. ] ...That said, hello! How do you do? If you are looking for a room, I am afraid I have just laid claim to this one.

action: library

[ when she has free time late in the evening sonia wanders towards the library. it's admittedly not much compared to the one at home in novoselic, or even the one on the island, but at least there are some books. she's sort of frowning and thumbing through them, though. maybe not any she likes...? ]

Everything seems to be in the same language...oooh! [ humming happily, she pulls out one of those occult books that was found over a month ago, happily flipping through the pages. this doesn't seem like something particularly useful to be reading, sonia, but okay. ] I've never seen this sort of demon summoning ritual before! And potions, too.

A Fortunate Arival

[despairing_hope]

[Arriving on Base]

[He was vaguely aware of waking up inside a small capsule. If he was to describe it he would liken it to one of those escape pods you see in scifi films. He might have had more to describe if he hadn't been violently jerked out of one perceived reality to another. After all, it was a little hard to go from a rather unpleasant state to suddenly waking up in a small capsule and being attacked by some horrible sea monster.]

Oh what bad luck!

[But as soon as he said that much a laser fired out and monster got distracted going somewhere else. before he knew it something was shooting him out and directly towards the base. Though his legs were a little wobbly, and he definitely needed a moment to gather himself it didn't take too much effort to board. As soon as he walked in he smiled cheerfully.]

It was lucky after all!

[Med Bay]

[Despite a safe arrival he was not in a good state. Being stationary for the minimum of a month, the maximum of who even knows is hard on the body, especially Nagito's body. For the time being he was simply resting in one of the beds, though trying to get up every so often to move around. However, staying here was troubling him. He had taken measure of himself, it was someone else. A person that worried him.]

I guess my assumption was true then....

[Did that mean he failed? He had to know... he had to know if his plan had been successful, if he had saved them! Still... if he was here....

He lifted up his left arm and stared at the hand there. That hand that didn't belong. A woman's hand with red nails....]

This really is unlucky in the end.

[Library]

[It was later at night and Nagito had more or less made camp in the room. There wasn't anywhere else for him to go. Taking a private room didn't feel right, and he couldn't bare the thought of sharing it with others. However, he liked the idea of being where all the books in this place were. He could read them at leisure, and unless someone told him he couldn't stay... well, it was a free space, right?]