crystal

[undergrunn]

( Behold, a new voice on the crystals. Soft, good-humoured, with an accent that sounds Scandinavian / relative equivalent. The crystal catches a quiet breath of laughter before she speaks. )

I don’t know if you’re really lucky to have an engineer turn up, or if I’m really unlucky that I need to figure out the machinery.

I mean, learning about the infrastructure of a city in a whole different world isn’t even a “once in a lifetime” kind of opportunity, and pretending I’m some sort of genius at kinetic motion just because I know some mechanisms from home would be pretty fun, but…

Wow.

( Maybe that sounds a little weightier than her first "wow.")

Oh, I'm Abella. Riftwatch, you’re gonna have to have a lot more ramps by the time I’m done with you. Somewhere has to accommodate wheelchair users, even if it’s some kind of fairy tale world.

( Hmmm. )

Wait, can you just make them float, here? (More softly, ) Flying wheelchairs would explain the lack of ramps. I mean, this crystal thing is remarkable, so... let me know if I don't need to think about the ramps.

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[undergrunn]

It comes with the profession, we need to be as efficient as possible.

( She'll take the joke. )

Oh? ( It's hardly unique, communal sharing and pulling together, but when they're speaking so directly about the need to stay busy, it highlights exactly why she needs to stay busy. )

That sounds nice. I think I need to get to work as soon as possible, but I'll stop by when I can. Is this a regular thing?

[dissolving]

Cook does a few meals a day. Surroundings are... well, you already heard.

[ tinge of a smile on the end of that ]

Any rate, I'm posted up in the Prayer Garden. You need anything, swing by, 's the one with the statue.

[undergrunn]

-- Are there multiple Prayer Gardens?

( Or multiple gardens? She feels like there's definitely multiple statues. )

[dissolving]

Hand of th'Maker's in every garden, [ has the rote drone of another joke — ] But there's one grows for the Infirmary. Had a tree fall, otherwise didn't knock out too bad.

[undergrunn]

I get the feeling I need to learn who the Maker is.

( And maybe check to see if there's any moon gods she needs to keep an eye out for. Hopefully not literally, though apparently you never know with the moon. )

And probably you, too. What is your name, helpful stranger?

[dissolving]

He, uh. Made the world,

[ and fumbling to explain that now may, itself, explain why he's not a chantry brother ]

Made all of us. It'll be in the reading. Anyway, 's Cedric.

[ lot of folks yelling, facts coming hard and fast, and more on her mind besides. (i'm not the one still there.) so it's nothing personal that she'd forget. if it feels personal — well. that's his problem. ]

But you don't gotta worry on that. Luck getting settled.

[undergrunn]

That explains the name.

( Is she teasing him? Only a little. Gently. )

Well, I appreciate your help. I hope we have a chance to talk again soon, Cedric.