Nov 19, 2018 2:39 PM
some interdimentional travelers show up in the Amentan arctic
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M is perfectly good at directing. And there are footprints in the snow and everything.

 

 

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Back where she left the others, Jewel is running around in the snow, occasionally stopping to throw some or construct something.

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She is watching her, smiling slightly. 

 

They have both now dressed to M's level (without the scarves), covered hair and all.

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Jewel turns when the snowmobile is still too far out for human senses. 

"She's coming back. She's with someone else." 

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"Thank you, dearest. Stay close please." 

She waits, watching Jewel in peripheral vision, looking between the direction of the footprints and the ground.

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She brings the snowmobile to a stop several yards away from the standing one. Pauses.

"Hi! I heard you were. Uh. Possibly in need of assistance."

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She glances briefly at M, who says something in a very much non-local language. Nods slightly and looks back at the local.

"Yes, thank you very much. We're - lost travelers, you could say. We'd certainly appreciate anything that could help us settle in somewhere we could stay. We don't have much to pay you back at present - though of course you're welcome to anything we have. But we'd be glad to reimburse you in whatever way you would find helpful, once we can."

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She bites her lip, thinking. "You are very lost," she agrees, finally. "I am kind of supposed to be doing deliveries right now, but this is a safety thing, and safety comes first, so I think everyone will understand if I head back now and then finish the deliveries later. So I guess I could take you back to town now, especially if you guys haven't eaten anything and have been stuck here for a while and--oh, wow, how long have you been out here?"

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She looks over from where she's building a snow castle.

"We just got here."

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"Slightly longer than that, in my case. We do have supplies though." She gestures at the packs. "And we'd certainly appreciate a ride to your town, but we wouldn't want to hold you up from your work, or possibly cause you trouble. We'd be glad to wait here until you returned, or to come with you if that would be better. We won't be in danger."

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"Right. OK. This is the arctic. Like, I don't know if you've..."

She pauses, trying to think of a way that three people could have "just gotten" to the middle of a frozen wasteland with no vehicles. She can't really come up with anything. Maybe they mean it in the relative sense, like they're campers and they're not from around here. Yes. Campers. Without a tent or a vehicle.

Clearly, they have no idea what they're doing.

"Uh, I don't know if you know where you are? But this is not a safe place. Like, there's the cold, and there are bears--they told me there were bears--and, um--the point is, you can't stay out in the middle of nowhere, because soon it'll be night, and then the temperature will drop, and then you guys will freeze and die and maybe be eaten by wolves. And then there will be dead bodies on my delivery route! And that's not OK. So let's just, like, go back to town, and explain things, and then nobody will be dead, and my customers will be only slightly annoyed that they had to wait another four hours to get their stuff."

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"Only in as much as you've told us already. The - somewhat inconsiderate method of transport that left me here doesn't give much information." It is probably not useful in this situation to explain she's spent multiple nights out already. "And in that case, thank you for your care, we are grateful to accept."

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She jumps down off the sled to help with bags.

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"Just happy to help," she says, getting off the snowmobile to help with the bags.

She glances at the snow castle. It's a pretty castle. Not what she would have spent her time on in a survival situation, but pretty.

"How did you guys end up out here, exactly?"

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"One could say transportation trouble. Unfortunately not the kind where complaining about it is likely to be helpful." 

She beckons Jewel over so they can climb on the sled. (She wonders how likely the explaining things is to involve the local government. Isn't looking forward to it, particularly, though perhaps she's due. But that's up to the local, and risking getting her in trouble or pushing her against preference is of course unacceptable.) She reaches out to Jewel, who is perfectly glad to cling slightly. Such it is.

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She nods, though she doesn't understand this explanation at all. She decides it will be easier to puzzle this out once they're inside.

"OK, so I know there's not a lot of room in the sled. Weight-wise it should be fine, but you'll have to sit pretty close together." She points at one of the boxes. "There should be a coat in there, if one of you wants to use it. Just one."

She climbs back onto the snowmobile and waits for them to finish settling.

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They don't mind sitting close together.

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She looks at Xeyr until she takes the coat and puts it on.

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She starts the engine again, and they're off.

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She's looking around and mostly at the sky, still cuddled in Xeyr's arms. It's some time into the ride when she speaks up, also in a quite non-local language.

<<Hair color is important.>>

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She looks about to give another kind of look, but Xeyr reaches out before she fully does.

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<<Oh?>>

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<<They have - people categories? It's not about hair but it goes with hair.>>

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<<Do you know what kind?>>

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<<Blue is people in charge and land. Green is science things and art things. Yellow is offices. Grey is fighting and stuff. Orange is caring. Purple is labor work. Red is they don't like them at all.>>

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