TRAVEL ♔ city fast asleep.clouds up on the hill

[rationalizes]

♬ Now Three - Vienna Teng

WHO || Gar, Kat, Mark, Dumage, Martha, Myri, Buffy, Sven, Spike [Closed]
WHAT || The Flight to Chicago
WHERE || IN THE AIR
WHEN || Friday afternoon, Feb 24th
HOW || Actionspam

[This log is for any in-flight interactions on the Knight's private plane ride to the mission site. Feel free to make your own threads/threadjack, etc. The flight time is approx eight hours.  Get to know your teammates, talk about the mission, ask questions, etc. etc.]

Comments

[witchwoman]

[She smiles, glad that she is able to connect different pieces of this strange world.]

So you were mimicking the music. [She nods her head in time to it.] I'm sorry that I disturbed you.

[nosdacaraid]

Hey, don't worry about it! Zero ... disturbance factor. It wasn't like I was doing anything important.

[witchwoman]

[Myri pulls the headphones away and hands them back to him.]

You're Mark, yes? I don't think we had much chance to talk before.

[nosdacaraid]

[He rolls them up around his hand and then slips them into the pocket of his shirt]

Yeah, that's me. I ... don't think I got your whole name. I mean I'm sure they... said it but we get a lot of...

[/backing it up, he holds out a hand] I'm Mark. And you are?

[witchwoman]

[She laughs and takes his hand to shake] Myrilandel. Or Myri for short. I know it can be a mouthful.

[nosdacaraid]

Myrilandel. Is that what you'd rather be called? Because I mean... mouthful or no, I don't want you to be like, wincing every time I call you something else.

[witchwoman]

Oh, I don't mind much either way. Honest.

[nosdacaraid]

It's a nice name, either way. Really unique. Is it uh...

[He squints at her] I mean you don't look... elven or anything.

[witchwoman]

You're the second person to mention this... elven to me upon introduction. I assume this has to do with the shadow world? I'm not from there, if that clarifies anything.

[NOT ALL MEDIEVAL PEOPLE ARE FROM THE SAME PLACE OKAY. STOP PROFILING HER.]

[nosdacaraid]

Sorry, I guess I uh, shouldn't have assumed. It's just the... [he gestures to his own hair] And I mean you don't strike me as... coming from around here.

[witchwoman]

I am not from here either. I am from the kingdom of Coronnan on the world Kardia Hodos.

[nosdacaraid]

[Mark stares for a long moment, before his eyes get HUUUUGE as he seems to realize something. He then says very slowly, in a hushed voice:] ... Is that in outer space?

[witchwoman]

[Myri's eyebrow furrow in confusion.]

I'm afraid I don't understand the term.

[nosdacaraid]

You know, from up... in the sky. [He points weakly] ... In the stars.

[witchwoman]

[She shakes her head.]

No one can travel to the stars but the gods. And the Stargods have not returned to Coronnan for a very long time- hundreds of years before I was even born.

[nosdacaraid]

So where is this Cardio-Hobos world supposed to be, then?

[witchwoman]

Through the mist.

[Because that's all she knows of how she got here.]

[nosdacaraid]

This mist seems to be doing some... interesting things, lately.

[witchwoman]

What do you mean?

[nosdacaraid]

You're just not the only person saying they're not from the Shadow World. It's never done anything like that before.

[witchwoman]

Not once? Strange that so many of us would arrive at roughly the same time... [Since she recalls that most of those she's met were either squired with her or just a week or so prior.]

Do you think Wynn knows what could have caused it?

[nosdacaraid]

I don't think he wouldn't have told you, if he did know. Unless he wanted to test his theory first.

[witchwoman]

Well, I didn't think to ask. I'm not sure if anyone has. Have you?

[nosdacaraid]

Well... no... but... [Well, now he's just confused] I mean, Gar studies that stuff. She would know.

[witchwoman]

It seems everyone has a specialty... [She muses] What's yours?