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[assent]

[ Really, she had hoped to get her thoughts out about this sooner, but there are things she wants to Address and get people to think about now that it seems like a new year is upon them. It makes sense after the Christmas/Yule w/e celebrations that had taken place. For any that may know her though, she definitely seems very upbeat today. ]

Good day, everyone. [ It's the first time she's actually addressed the magitek like this though, which is why she tries to keep as formal as possible from the get go. ] My name is Sonia Nevermind, some of you may know me, others may not -- if that is the case, it is a pleasure to meet you now.

I was wondering... is it common for people of your worlds to make New Years Resolutions? This is where you make promises or goals for yourself for the new year.

For me, this year I hope to get stronger, so I may protect those I care about. I wish to learn more about medicine, to ensure that those with healing skills are not tiring themselves out. [ She's ticking these off with her fingers as she goes. ] I wish... to be more honest, about past instances that were beyond my control... but I feel are important to share with friends. I wish to spend more time with others, and learn more about the different cultures and languages we have within our team. If you were to consider this now... what would you choose?

Also, as we have been in good spirits recently, I also hoped we may try to get to know one another better with a game? There is one called "2 truths 1 lie", I believe, where we share two pieces of information that are "real" along with one piece of information that is a lie. As I understand, this is a hella good game to bond. For example: "I can speak 30 languages." "I have got a sister." "I can pilot a helicopter." Which one is incorrect?


[ ooc: re: the 2 truths 1 lie thing please feel free to threadjack etc as well as she does mean for it to happen so people can get to know each other [smh] ]

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[assent]

It is a problem, but there are good things about being here as well, I think.

The second one, yes. Novoselic is my first language, though English was second along with Spanish, French and Italian. German not long after.

[ofobedience]

Ah, you speak German.

[Though he doesn't sound especially surprised. Not after she said she could speak thirty languages.]

[assent]

[ There isn't even a beat before she says: ] Ja, ich spreche Deutsch.

[ It's a good way of showing she isn't lying anyway. It isn't like google translate exists for her like it does for me... ]

[ofobedience]

Ich auch.

[The one language he speaks without the help of ALASTAIR magitech? Yeah, this is it. A handy thing indeed...]

[assent]

Ah! Bist du aus Deutschland?!

[ Now she just sounds excited... she keeps finding more and more people to share languages with. ]

[ofobedience]

[Even Giovanni takes some small pleasure from it-- it's a small reminder of home, and he'll take what he can get.]

Ich denke schon, aber es ist schwer zu sagen.

[assent]

Ich glaube, es gibt andere Länder, die auch Deutsch sprechen.

[ It's exciting, just as it had been when she found out Lance had Spanish, when Giorno had Italian. It means she can practice again, that she can remember that feeling of communicating outside of the norm. ]

[ofobedience]

Ich würde wirklich nicht wissen.

[Considering he's never been outside the city he was created in, has only been to the surface once (and disastrously so). If someone told him that nothing existed outside of that dark, oppressive place he wouldn't have be surprised. Before he came here, of course.]

[assent]

Es spielt keine Rolle. Haus ist was Sie es machen.

[ Just like here could be home, if they really wanted it to be. It might not be the same, but honestly she only has a makeshift home to go back to--and even that might end in disaster. She isn't sure. Her friends are the foundation and the anchor there, nothing else now. ]

[ofobedience]

Ich wundere mich.

[But then he laughs, and it's a strange hollow sound. Home is what you make of it. Not his home-- it is what it is, and he accepts it utterly despite that it isn't a home at all, just a deep ugly pit where monsters are spawned and forced to tear each other apart.

But it's his. It's where he belongs. This place-- he doubts he'll ever get used to it.]

[assent]

[ She doesn't laugh, but she does stay quiet for a moment. The chances that others can truly understand this when they're both speaking another language is... slim. It shouldn't be auto translated, anyway. ]

Meine Welt ist in Trümmern, so werde ich dies als meine Heimat für jetzt.

[ A truly apolocalyptic state. Fires have burned through countries. People have fallen into despair. Suicide rates are at around 40% a day or something ridiculous. It's like living in hell -- or in her case waking up into hell. She doesn't and won't go into more detail than saying it's in ruins though, because it isn't necessary. She's doing it more so he can understand that you can choose if you want to. ]

[ofobedience]

Meine Welt war schon immer ein verderblicher Ort. Aber es ist mein Zuhause. Es wird immer sein.

[Perhaps not apocolyptic, but it's a place of darkness and dispair and endless suffering for all those who inhabit it-- the shape of that suffering may differ from place to place, person to person, but nothing good can thrive there.

Still. It's all he's ever known. This place, the people here-- they confuse him. Make him feel unsteady, more uncertain than ever before.]

[assent]

Wollen Sie zurückgehen?

[ People grow accostomed to it either way. Her own country was riddled with war to the point that elementary school children are taught to drive a tank and operate other heavy weaponry. She doesn't know much else either, other than what she's seen on televisions or experienced for a short while in a crazy school in Japan. ]

[ofobedience]

Ohne Zweifel.

[Even though there's no future for him, even though he knows without ALASTAIR's intervention his memory will start to deteriorate again-- still, he wants to go back. He needs to end things on his terms, he hopes, and above all else...it's what he knows. The only home he's ever had.]

[assent]

Wir finden einen Weg.

[ Though it may take a little time, she believes that. She has friends in a coma waiting for her at home as well, and while being here is actually easier for her--she doesn't want to give up on them either. ]

[ofobedience]

Wir werden sehen, nehme ich an.

[He wants it to be true. Fears it, yes, but also wants it. Whether he believes it's going to happen or not, he's unsure.]

[assent]

Ich vermute, wir werden.

[ For her... she only wants to get her friends and bring them here if possible. Home is not a safe place for them now, even if they really should be working to fix things it's just... it seems impossible after only being awake for one day and witnessing everything that went wrong. ]

[ofobedience]

[Whereas he wants to go back, wants to engage Heine in one last standoff, push him enough that he loses control and the Dog takes centre stage, tears him apart as it did to Lily back then. Ends this before there's not enough of him left to know what's going on anymore. Bring things around, full circle.

But of course, he says nothing of that. Instead--]


Hatte genug von dem Spiel?

[assent]

[ Probably for the best, she's seen enough destruction in her life now, she doesn't need to imagine that as well. ]

Nein. Ich kann weiter.

Ich mag Hose tragen. Mein Lieblingsbuch ist American Psycho. Ich habe ein gutes Ziel mit einer Pistole.

[ofobedience]

[It's a welcome distraction, honestly. Returning to this.]

Ist es das erste?

[It's a random guess, based only on the fact that he, himself, is good with a gun, finds it hard to imagine not being so. And whilst he has never read anyting called 'American Psycho' himself, it sounds like it might be fun.]

[assent]

[ It sure is a "fun" book, but given her obsession with serial killers it makes the most sense. ]

Ja, so ist es. Du bist dran?

[ She's way more a skirts and dresses person, so it was actually a much easier lie this time. ]

[ofobedience]

[he isn't obsessed with serial killers himself, but he does enjoy a spot of violence. Sees the bright side of brutality, as it were. Hahah.

But hey look, he got one right, even if it was a random guess.]

Ja, ich bin dran. Meine Lieblingsfarbe ist weiß. Ich mag Manschettenknöpfe. Ich mag den Himmel nicht.

[assent]

[ She just has a sick fascination with it, to the point where she's read cases with torture and knows... various torture methods. Who knows how or why that started. ]

Ich mag nicht der Himmel ist die Lüge?

[ It feels difficult to imagine anyone not liking the sky, that's all... ]

[ofobedience]

[He'd find that interesting, honestly. Perhaps a little exciting. Despite everything, he is what he is, a product of the life he was created into.

But--]

Falsch, fürchte ich. Das ist wahr.

[assent]

[ It's a surprise, but maybe after what he's said about his world... there's a link there she doesn't know. So she tries again. ]

Dann ist Ihre Lieblingsfarbe nicht wirklich weiß?