Nov 12, 2019 7:50 AM
Skye, on her way to LA, finds herself in a magical new place, courtesy of PortalSnake, and shenanigans ensue
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"The internet? And why would you do that sort of thing with people's secrets?"

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"Not a thing here? And they aren't really personal secrets, more like industry secrets that people deserve to know. Like illegal stuff, and stuff that companies are keeping from the people that are giving them money and stuff. That and stuff the government is keeping from us, like the existence of aliens and the fact that they've known about aliens for, like, actual years. Y'know, stuff that you should be allowed to know but The Man doesn't tell you because they just want to hog everything." She looks at the kid beside her. "Sorry, I get a little intense about it sometimes. So, where to kid?"

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"I have never heard about an internet. And aliens are a real thing where are you from? That's crazy."

He gives direction and soon a giant Christmas postcard comes to view. No, wait. That's an actual town. It's almost insultingly picturesque. Small cute buildings. Something that might be a church. Colorful decorations that are fairly Christmas-like. The works.

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Skye starts internally freaking out again, because this looks nothing like anything she's ever actually seen, and while it isn't like anyone back home would really miss her, she would certainly miss home. But she follows the kids directions.

"Huh, guess I really am pretty far from home. And yeah, aliens. As far as most of the general public know, a fairly new thing. Aliens being on our planet, not existing. Given how much more advanced they are, they've definitely been around a good long while. We're just new to having them with us. It's kind of insane really."

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"Are you sure they are not, like, fairies that are messing with you?"

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"Fairies? Those are a thing? But, well, no, the aliens said they're aliens, and there's been space ships and a whole bunch of other stuff. And this was less 'prank to freak out stupid humans' and more 'aliens here to cause death and destruction so they can rule us all' kind of vibe."

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 He is paying attention the buildings and still giving directions.

"Of course fairies are a thing...? Man, if you don't know anything about faries than it's great that you ran into us instead of one. Okay, here is the library and we can ask one of my dads for help."

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"Yay... Please, God, let there be a nap somewhere in my future." 

She tries to keep the tiredness out of her voice but she was driving for many hours before being swallowed by the flying... whatever it was. Today has almost been enough for her to renounce her rebellious atheism and start to pray again.

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"You can probably take a nap, soon enough?" Adam says once they parked the car.

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A tall blond man, opens the door to the building.

The library, outside and what they can see from the inside, is just as on-your-face about being charmingly from fifties as the rest of the town.

"Adam? Did something happen? Why were in that vehicle? Who is this?"

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"Let's hope, kid."

When the man comes out, she has a brief moment of absolute fear, just because he radiates authority, but she tamps it down easily.

"Hello, hi, my car. I'm Skye." She holds out her hand in greeting, going for polite and meek.

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Well, that breaks the man's stride enough for him to copy some of her polite meekness. He shakes her hand.

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"She says that she is from another world."

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"Oh dear. Okay, come in. Oh, I am Sophocles Grayscale."

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Okay, not so scary. She follows the two in to the library quietly.

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Sophocles leads to what must be his office. "How it happened?" He says while looking for something in his bookshelf.

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She peers at her surroundings in mild trepidation, thinking for a moment before answering the man's question.

"I was driving to another city, called LA, a road in the middle of nowhere really, just wide open spaces, when all of a sudden this huge... I want to say flying snake? Well it came out of seemingly nowhere and flew right towards me. I didn't even have time to swerve before it swallowed me up and then I was in a forest, I guess."

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Sophocles blinks at her. "Okay, the flying snake is probably not something that we can deal with. And I don't know of a way to return you home. We will have to find you a place to stay for the next while. Do you have any urgent needs? Medication that you need to take?"

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"I... No, I was travelling, so I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself in my van. Although, I might need help with food until I can set myself up with a job in the mean time. Any chance your town needs a political activist or expert hacker? Professional sassy youth? Waitress?"

Skye, now realising she's trapped in a foreign place with money that likely has no value in this mysterious place, has a strong reminiscence to her whole life, and for a moment, she has to tamp down the urge to have a panic attack about the prospect of going back to eating out of a trash can. She's still avoiding direct eye contact.

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"It's okay, deary. You won't starve."

Sophocles awkwardly pats her shoulder.

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Regaining some of her decorum, she smiles lightly, still looking anywhere but in his eyes.

"Thank you. I... Honestly, this place is... I've so many strange things, I need the low down on how things work here, how best to blend in."

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"They don't have fair folk, she should know about fair folk."

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"She definitely should. ...a lot of them is a case by case basis, but in general they will tell you what bizarre rules they follow so you don't anger them - it's safe to ask if something they give to you has a price, before taking it - this particular island doesn't have very aggressive ones, and they keep to the wilderness, so if there is a residence you should be fine. The lake has some aquatic fae that don't like other fae, but mostly ignore humans. Iron and metal weapons hurt most fae, but you don't want to use that as a first resort. If you have a sudden urge to dance and sing in perfect choreography, turn around and run as fast you can in the opposite direction and try to remain calm to the signs that more time has passed than it should have from your perspective."

The last advice is delivered in a more serious throne than the one about metal weapons.

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Her eyes widen comically, signalling the absolute freakiness of this situation to all.

"Right, I, uh... Right. Thank you. Both of you. I... Yeah, just thanks."

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"Sorry. Do you need a moment?"

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