[OPEN] standing dumb in the light

[glowsferatu]

WHO: Kanaya Maryam and YOU!
WHERE: Dormitory levels
WHAT: Kanaya wakes up, she is not at all fond of her circumstances. And so the Tower receives a glowing alien girl conspicuously and shiveringly sneaking through the hallway.
HOW: Action

[ thirty seconds of sleep paralysis is a hell of an introduction to a new setting. by the time it's worn off, kanaya has found plenty of time to begin panicking. it doesn't look like any memory she's ever had, so the most reasonable explanation is that it must be someone else's. it's a dream bubble, right? it has to be. that doesn't explain the collar. something is wrong here. who put her in this ugly jumpsuit? who would even make such an ugly outfit?

once she's on her feet, she spares a moment to wonder if she should make the bed before deciding that there are bigger problems at hand, and ends up missing her introduction letters in the process. she elects to sneak out into the hallway instead, only to find it's cold. unreasonably cold, especially in this miserable outfit. her best hope is to keep moving, see if the bubble doesn't change if she does, stopping at each corner to peek around it. you never know what you might encounter in these things. ]

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[iron_infidel]

[The cold had started to nip at his nose so to speak. In the moment he was hunched over, trying to keep warm with the cloak he had on hand. Every so often he would lift his head and blow into his hands, creating a wispy cloud around his face. His ears twitch at bit at the sound of one approaching. Slowly the older troll lifts his hand, bringing his hands to curl around his body as he comes to comprehend just who approaches him.

At the sight of her, he can't help but smile. There was no need to process just who she was even if she was in an atrocious garment. Her form matches, horns and even the structure of her face. Younger and elegant, this was the younger version of his lusus. He had to speak to her.]

Hello, young one.

[glowsferatu]

[ okay what the hell. no, really, just straight up What The Hell. she stops dead in her tracks once she sees him, just trying to imagine what kind of timeline could have produced a guy like him. he wasn't karkat, at least she didn't think so, but the resemblance was pretty plain. ]

Uhhhh.

...Hi.

[iron_infidel]

[Her hesitation was acceptable and he retreated. He dropped to a more relaxed pose, muttered a cough fro under his breath and slowly came to stand against the wall. He did not approach for fear of spooking her.]

I apologize I am used to the others, knowing of my title and being. I do hope I did not spook you.

[A pause, she looked so much like her. It was hard to look away.]

Perhaps an explanation of the location might be helpful?

[glowsferatu]

I suppose it...um, could be.

[ she crosses her arms and idly examines the wall next to her, basically anything that would let her not directly look at him. suddenly this ridiculous jumpsuit feels that much more embarrassing. ]

Though I can't really say I'm familiar with whatever title it may be that you carry. ...If I'm expected to, I mean.

[iron_infidel]

[He pulls his gaze away from her and clears his throat. Nervously rubbing the back on his neck.]

Mmmm, yes the location. You are in the tower called animus. There are others of our species here, some old and of my own age. Individually we are prisoners, but together we can make the best of a horrid situation and find a new means to free ourselves from this setting. Or so is the plan for some of us.

[The jumpsuit is embarrassing, but no worries he is not one to judge based on articles of clothing.]

As for my title. I am called The Signless.

[glowsferatu]

[ alright, well, that at explains some things about whoever's memories are fueling this bubble. raises perhaps more questions than it answers, however. ]

Aside from the current climate, I have yet to witness the true extent of that horridness. But I suppose I'm pleased to meet you, Signless. My own name is Kanaya Maryam.

What means to freedom have you adopted?

[iron_infidel]

Kanaya. [He brings the smile back to his features.] It is a grand pleasure to meet you.

A mean of freedom by a simple choice. A war of willpower to move on from this tower. My goal is to try and find an exit or give the task to others more so. I do not like to get my hands dirty. I do hope to help others when I can and in doing so, when the opportunity of freedom presents itself. Then and only then may we leave and start life a new. So many different cultures and habitants from ended universes reside here, this is why I believe if successful we can create a harmonious universe of our own. A new home for us.

[glowsferatu]

And where do you intend to build this?

[ she narrows her eyes, trying to figure out what he's even on about. creating universes never really ended well for her. the rest of it comes off a little weird as well to her, given how resigned she's always been to get her hands dirty. ] It almost sounds as though you plan to sit quietly and wait for someone else to provide your deliverance.

[ though, to be fair, it's not an approach she's unfamiliar with. ]

[iron_infidel]

[He gives a nod in agreement.]

I do not how to construct or build a structure. I only wish to inspire the dream in others and hopefully it will allow hope to grow within the pulsing blood sack of those who have chosen to follow.

[glowsferatu]

[ she's not sure she could really be onboard with this plan. ] You need builders to accomplish that. You need materials and a location on which to build.

Were you simply hoping these would provide themselves?