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[abjurer]

[Waking up is unpleasant to say the least. He was expecting the pain; splitting headache that feels like someone has stuck an axe through his skull is pretty par for the course after what he'd just (just?) done, and the ache right through his body is not unexpected.

The light, the horrible horrible retina burning light, that's more of a surprise. Hello sun! Why is the sun there when he should be in the hospital?

Oh god, how many weeks this time?

Right. Important things. Focus. He isn't in the hospital. He isn't sure if that's a relief when last time he'd done something quite so ill advised, he'd woken up stuck with a million IVs and machines making ominous bleeping noises. There were none of those and yeah, not being stuck with needles was a good thing except... he was fairly sure that he shouldn't be lying on soft grass and looking at some kind of tree.

Oak, probably. Looked that way. An old one by the size and...

Maybe the hospital would have been a good idea.

Eventually he drags himself together enough to make his way out of the woods, grabbing the odd book left nearby. A quick thread of magic leads him towards people, leads him to a village that really doesn't look like anywhere he knows, but it's got people and that's enough for him right now.

He can be found wandering around Luceti, looking rather like death warmed over; pale and with bruised eyes and a bloody nose. He also kind of reeks of magic, since he's too tired to try to hide it right now.]


[Video]

[After he's got himself cleaned up and grabbed his clothes, he makes a video post. he still looks tired and a little dazed, but less like he's just got into a fight.]

Uh, hey. My name's Max. I'm told this is some place called Luceti, alternate realities, all that stuff.

So, hi, I guess.

What I really want to ask is, I'm looking for a friend of mine. It's kind of important. He's called Brendan. Failing that, there anyone from the Commonwealth here who could give me an idea of anything... weird that went down in the last, I dunno, 3 months?

Also, any idea where I can get hold of craft supplies? Embroidery, knitting, weaving? Anything like that.

Thanks for your help.


[OOC: For reference, Max is not entirely human so he smells/feels a little off, if that's the kind of thing your character would notice. Also, let me know if you've any questions about his magic.]

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[widows_kiss]

[She's stepping out of the grocery shop when she sees him staggering around town, looking lost and rather worse for wear. It was an unusual sight in Luceti, unless you were currently in the Battle Dome and sometimes even then. Her expression flitting to concern, she crosses to him, keeping her movements careful and deliberate in case he startled easy. Or in case this was a trap. Natasha tended to lean towards the side of caution in any case.]

Sir? Are you alright? You look a little lost.

[abjurer]

[It's her wariness that makes him wary because most people don't spend their time being that wary, even around guys who look like this.

And he can't do anything about it. Not yet.]

Well, I was looking for the Ritz but I must've taken a wrong turn somewhere.

[He smiles slightly.]

So very lost.

[widows_kiss]

[His reply has her giving him a faint grin as she moves closer, her gaze intent as she shakes her head at him.]

No Ritz around here, I'm afraid. Let me guess. You've just arrived?

[abjurer]

Oh well, my credit card didn't arrive with me so I suppose it's for the best. They really hate it when you can't pay.

[He returns her smile with a wry look.]

That obvious, hm?

[widows_kiss]

If it hadn't been before, it is now. [Her smile quirks crookedly at his mention of credit cards, not mentioning that for the moment. While the lack of any real trade system made things bafflingly easy around here, that was probably best to explain after the whole alternate world bit. She holds out a hand to him in greeting, relaxing a hint.] I'm Natasha. Welcome to Luceti. A place I'm sure you've never experienced before, since none of us had before getting yanked out of where we were and deposited here. You're not home anymore, I'm afraid.

[abjurer]

Max. Nice to meet you, Natasha. [Because no matter the situation, he was English and there were certain social rules that had to be upheld.] And you're right, I have never been here before in my life. And home has more... cars.

[widows_kiss]

It has more than just that, but it's certainly much quieter without them.

[Her gaze takes him in with an intent look, not missing the fact that he's still wearing the clothes he must have arrived in, and in January, that's not very wise. She motions to a building across the street.] There's a tea shop here. Let's get you in out of the cold and find you something to warm you up. The Malnosso apparently have no concept of winter-wear. I'm sure you've got questions. I'll answer the ones I can, if you like. Unless you've found them already in your book.

[abjurer]

[He could have kissed her when she mentioned there being a tea shop. Really. That was just exactly what he needed.]

Oh thank god tea exists here. [The alternative was just... horrible.]

I found out a couple of things but... yeah, warmth and questions would be good.

[widows_kiss]

[She bites back a laugh at his excitement over the mention of a tea house and motions for him to follow as she leads the way. The interior of the tiny shop is warm and cozy and she picks an empty table away from the door. She also slides out of her jacket and holds it out to him.]

Here. I know it won't fit, but you can drape it around your shoulders at least until you warm up. And you can get anything to drink here that you like. There's no currency in Luceti. I've found there's a pretty big selection of different things from different places. Many I've never even heard of.

[abjurer]

[He lets out a sight of relief when they enter the shop and the warm air hits him. That is so good. He takes the jacket gratefully giving a wry smile.]

Thanks. At least one of us can be a gentleman and it sure isn't me right now.

They have a lot of stuff considering there's no currency.

[He flicks through the little menu, mouth starting to water because he is damn hungry.]

[widows_kiss]

[She laughs and sinks down into a chair, settling comfortably.] At least you're polite, it's almost an even trade. Besides, there's not many women who'd complain over an attractive man walking around shirtless, trust me. Even if it is winter. Sorry about that. There is a clothing shop here in town I can direct you towards once you thaw out. You might find something of yours there, they show up occasionally, or something like them. Again, no currency needed. You'll find that here pretty much everywhere. At least the Malnosso make some attempt at keeping us relatively comfortable and supplied in here.

[abjurer]

[He snorts softly, shaking his head and grinning.]

Well, I'm glad I can put on a bit of a show then. Someone might as well enjoy themselves at my expense. I'm sorry I'm not hardier.

I suppose one has to hold onto small mercies.

[widows_kiss]

Don't be. [She gives him a crooked grin in return and lets her chin prop in her palm, elbow supported by the table as she watches him flip through the menu.] And yes. We do. Sometimes more often than others.

See anything that catches your eye?

[abjurer]

I know what that's like.

[People telling him he should have been grateful he hadn't been hurt worse, because of course they didn't know. Even family couldn't quite wrap their heads around it.]

Earl Grey, I think.