gameofmana | Every tree needs a SeeD

Who: Maria and whosoever bothers her!
What: A new arrival wakes up and tries to make sense of all this.
Where: Home!
When: Morning to noon.
Other: ??

A. Inside.

[The first thing Maria is aware of is pain.]

[This is because she is lying on two gunblades and a rifle. Aside from being uncomfortable in and of themselves, they also are holstered in such a way that lying on them bends her back in a miserable U. Which immediately tells her that she isn't where she should be. She doesn't sleep with her weapons strapped on, and if she DOES it certainly isn't on her back.]

[She's on her feet in two moments -- and looking all the more shocked when she is, because she should have been on her feet in only moment, but her body didn't respond correctly. Quick mental stock tells her that all her Junctions are gone. Reflexively, she slaps a hand to her chest, verifying that her Junction Device is indeed still there...]

[Worse and worse.]

[So it is that the sound of a door crashing violently open as it's kicked fills the air inside Home, and the girl barges out into the hallway. Her weapons aren't in her hands, but the scowl on the face and the tension in the broad muscles of her shoulder and back say that she's just looking for a reason -- or a person responsible.]

B. Outside.

[So nothing here is responsible. No one knows why. That's just super]

[Maria faces the tree, eyes squinched shut in concentration and one hand extended. While technically she doesn't need to have a hand out to Draw magic, she's always found it easier that way -- a mental prop to help her focus, as it is. But all the focus she can muster isn't enough. She can't Draw.]

[Letting out a snarl of frustration, she checks the little device in her other hand, makes a couple adjustments to it with a flick of her thumb, then sticks her free hand out again. Maybe this time.]

[Urrrrrrrrrrghhh...]

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[Maria shakes her head.] But I've seen this exact thing happen before. It centered on my world because that had been the center of Time Compression, but the results are the same -- people from different times and different worlds all being displaced to a new world like this.

Ah, I mean a malicious force causing the compression. This place has been very peaceful thus far.

But if time compression can happen by other means, then perhaps you are right.

Well, the thing about affecting all of time and space is that it affects all of time and space. So Time Compression is capable of having effects that predate its inception or postdate its end, and because of its half-complete nature it can also be very sporadic as well.

Hell, we once had Garden flood with jam because of it.

[ A garden flooded with jam? It is a very amusing image to imagine, though the gardener must have been quite distressed by the development. ]

That is a very intriguing effect. It is clear you know much about this, miss.

[ It dawns on him that he has not shared his name yet and has not gotten hers. ]

Well, being from the world it originated and dealing with it for years... yeah, that comes with the territory. [She is relaxed enough, at last, to let a ghost of a smile past her lips.]

Then perhaps you will be able to discover why we have come here and if there is anything we can do to return us to our original worlds.

[ Not that this world is unpleasant, but Zenyatta has things to do back home. Returning is preferable. ]

I am Zenyatta. May I ask your name?

[Maria shoots to her feet out of pure reflex, straightening directly into a stance of military attention.]

Maria Cyphert, SeeD.

[ Zenyatta bows from his sitting position. He does not mean to be rude. It is just that he is normally in a sitting position that he does not think to stand to do so. ]

It is a pleasure to meet you Miss Cyphert. You are among friends here in this tree, and if I can assist you in anyway, even just to talk, please do not hesitate to ask. I will do what I can.

[The courtesy throws her off just a little, because -- that isn't a normal offer in her line of work. She drops back down into the chair with a little frown that isn't for Zenyatta.]

Okay, what do you know about a failure of magical or paramagical ability here?

I do not know the reason why it happens, but others have experienced a loss in abilities and powers here. Myself included.

[ In almost a nervous gesture, he looks at his hands and slightly flexes his fingers. It had been years since he did not feel the warmth of the Iris and energy flowing through him in nearly every waking moment. Zenyatta knows the Iris is there, but he cannot reach it. He feels like he did when he first started training in the monastery. ]

Huh. That's weird. [Definitely not in keeping with her experience, and she can't understand why it would affect paramagic in any form.] 'Others' as in 'some others' or 'everyone' or next to it?

To say "everyone" is to know if everyone has a power that could disappear. I only know what people have shared with me.

[ And it is the simple truth. He has not gone around asking if people have lost a power or not. ]

But you'd presumably notice if someone was tossing spells around or lifting things they shouldn't be able to or... [She waves a hand in the air vaguely.] Any of that stuff. Nothing's shown?

Ah, in that case, I have not seen anyone use an ability of the sort. However, strength can be another matter entirely. There are many different kinds of people here. Some are human, like you. And then there is a talking cat.

Oh, that's -- normal? I guess? I've met plenty of people like that before, who were just like that. Different worlds, different people, you know?

[ He had forgotten who he was talking to. Someone who had experience with converging worlds. ]

I know a talking gorilla from the moon, so I am not as unfamiliar with talking animals. However, they are not common in my world.

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