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First.
ENCOUNTER 1. Your searching of the building won't be for nothing; in the end, it is a building, and buildings are wonderfully finite spaces. Eventually there's an exit, and the exit isn't sealed; in fact, compared to the impartial corridors of the rest of the place, the doorway leading out seems surprisingly professional. There's a reception desk and a small waiting area, and a vending machine in the corner - it looks the way one would expect the entrance to a professional corporation to look, as opposed to something housing the large number of strange people that seems to inhabit the building. The wind is cool as it hits your face when you make your way outside - because surely, you do want to make your way outside? - and you're greeted by a city enveloped in the darkness of late-night; the building you woke up in is elevated, overlooking the rest of the buildings below from the highest point in the city. There are cobbled steps leading down to street level proper, however, and if you want to turn to get a better look at the building once you're down there, you'll find that it's not particularly inconspicuous, all things considered. There are buildings once you're down on street level, several of them; almost all of them are dark. Whether they're abandoned, closed for the night, or simply housing sleeping occupants is a bit difficult to say at the moment; however, one building seems to be lit up brightly - isn't as massive as the place you just left but it's large enough, and perhaps most importantly there's a woman standing outside of it. She's standing tall and still, and were it not for the large amounts of blonde hair cascading down her back and framing her face, she might be difficult to see - she's dressed all in black, in a long duster coat and pants, and her arms are folded across her body as she watches the building. Her expression is calm; it's difficult to tell much else without approaching her, to see if she's exactly like everyone else you just left behind, but as soon as you approach and she's able to take a look at the rest of you... She smiles. The expression is gentle, understanding, though there's a hint of concern in her features; it easily reaches her eyes, and she tips her head while studying those of you she can see in the light from the building behind her. "Well! You are all a sight for sore eyes." When she speaks her voice is warm, affectionate in a manner that one might expect from a friend or maybe an older sister; she glances behind her, toward the lit-up building with its orange roof, before she turns back to you, beckoning you inside after her. The room you're led into is large and open, with a courtesy desk with a large set of machines behind it, and a woman stationed there as though it's her job; the blonde looks at her for a moment, pursing her lips as though bothered by something, and it isn't difficult to see why - the woman is one of the strange ones, one of the ones that don't seem to respond properly to much, stock-still and dead behind the eyes. She doesn't address her, though; she just gestures as though inviting all of you to sit - there are benches near the wall, though some of you may not mind taking the floor. There are stairs nearby, and that's where she takes up station herself, walking up a couple of steps before turning and settling on them, hands on her knees. She smiles again when she addresses you, though the expression is a little subdued. "My name is Cynthia. I'm sure you have a lot of questions; we have a lot to catch up on." |
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You're in Veilstone City, in the Sinnoh region.
[She tips her head a little, though.]
I don't know if that means anything to you or not.
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[Glancing at Zelda, because the existence of Hylians is basically where he built that theory from]
But just let me get a baseline here. Are all the people living here...actually living here? They're currently alive humans? [look when you're from the human afterlife you gotta check]
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[Um.]
Yes. Everyone here is alive, despite their current...state.
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[He is far too bemused by this simple fact, and takes a second to look around at everyone like they're suddenly a kind of novelty before continuing.]
So, what do you want with us, then? You may not have brought us to Sinnoh, but you obviously want something.
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[Simple enough, really.]
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I know you all can manage. You were chosen for a reason.
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If my hunch is correct, they're the reason you're all...well, like this now. Back to being the way you should be. If they can be found, I'm sure they'll be able to help you.
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[He's pretty done with this already, and his smile's already entirely failing to touch his eyes.]
Where, and what, are they?
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They reside in caves, in the lakes we have around the region.
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[...]
What sort of sacrifices did you have in mind?
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[He was being sarcastic.]
You don't seem like a blood sacrifice sort of person.
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...It was a genuine question. I'm not sure why they would require sacrifices to begin with, much less...that?
[WHY ARE ALL OF YOU LIKE THIS]
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It's all things like that.
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[Well, he's not overly fussed about the concept of killing and eating Pokemon, but he seems to take the instructions seriously.]
This may come as a surprise, but the culture I'm from doesn't have many traditions surrounding...respect for others. It's good to know these things ahead of time.