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[andaway]

[Have a certain alien in a brightly-colored uniform in front of the mirror. Kal seems to be sitting front of the singing statues, the hymns marking the start of the message. It seems like he's been writing the hymns, trying to makes sense of them- they ring a bell, like he's heard them before but he can't quite place it.

Which is a new sensation for him. But considering most of his powers are gone he should get used to it.]

I know we're all settling in, so I will keep this short. I just figured we may as well use this... magic, or technology or whatever this happens to be.

I'd just like to know how long have all of you been here, if we all got here more or less at the same time. And...

[He wonders how to word what comes next. If this is someone's plot, if he's inside someone's... spell, or something by the sort he doesn't want to give them any clues about his weaknesses.]

Have you felt any... different since you woke up here?

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[therevanchist]

[Revan's leaning against a tree outside the temple, and the dappled sunlight falling through the leaves and onto her face makes her a little hard to read. It's not intentional--she's just comfortable and doesn't feel like moving.]

A group of us showed up together a few days back, and new people have been trickling in since.

[OOC: Fine to fourth-wall her, as long as you stay away from mentioning plot details.]

[andaway]

[Kal wasn't sure what to expect of this- he is speaking into a mirror after all. But at least the communication seems to be working both ways, and that was an actually very helpful answer.]

So nobody's been here for that long then. We don't know much about what's going on other than what we're told.

[therevanchist]

It almost felt like...whatever-it-is was troubleshooting in the beginning. Translation kept failing and we were being teleported around some abandoned city at random.

[It was super-fun, Kal.]

I don't know if the kinks have been worked out, but no one seems to be going poof mid-sentence anymore, so that's nice.

I'm Revan, by the way.

[Since he didn't introduce himself, hint hint.]

[andaway]

[That's a problem when you have 3 names to juggle around, especially when he doesn't really know how he ended up in this place or who may be watching. But since he landed wearing the Superman uniform one of the names is already out, so.]

You can call me Kal.

And from what I see we can all understand each other, so I'm guessing the translation works as well. I wonder how this... thing works to begin with but it seems either fairly advanced or completely magical.

Right now I'm thinking it's the second.

[therevanchist]

[Revan shrugs, not quite dismissively, but it doesn't have to be magic.]

I could do the translation trick with the Force.

[Speaking of being weaker...]

Well. Back home.

[She's just a little disgruntled by how limited the Force is here.

Okay, a lot disgruntled.]

[andaway]

[Okay so Clark's nerdage is usually more focused on books and comic books but even he has to raise an eyebrow at 'force'. But considering the reactions he's gotten in this place he should probably be the last one to mention it, so he just files it away in his mind.]

I feel like asking 'what's the force' is probably better saved for meeting in person. But if it's some kind of power or magic, does that mean you can't use it since you've found yourself here?

[therevanchist]

The energy field generated by life.

[She gestures around at the forest Clark can see a bit of in the background.]

My connection to it here is so strained I can barely do anything. And my lightsabers aren't working.

[She brandishes an un-ignited hilt, flicking the power button a few times to drive home the point. Yes, she has been taking every possible opportunity to complain about the sabers. Thank you for being a new audience.]

[andaway]

[Lightsabers.

For real. Kal just raises an eyebrow as she tries to turn the saber on… honestly kind of relieved it doesn’t work (yet, at least) because that’d even be a bit too much to process at once. ]

That… well. [He takes a moment to regroup his thoughts, focus on what’s important which is definitely not the woman claiming she wields literal lightsabers.] It must be extremely frustrating, at least, to be stripped away from something like that.

I’ve been going through something similar, though in my cause what I’m… missing, is part of me, part of my senses. I wonder if we’re all going through something like that?