Rebirth Height 14 - Orb 3

[shorterinperson]

[ Alanna has been bit by the grumpy moon-bug, and after an entire day of snapping and sulking, she has finally decided to venture out into the open to grouch at people. ]

What is wrong with you blasted people? I though yesterday was bad, but this morning there were people fighting in the streets! This gods-cursed realm has gone completely insane, and I want nothing more to do with it.

[ She grumbles a few more oaths under her breath. ]

If the king won't send me home, so help me Goddess, I will tear through this world with my bare hands.

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[shiromadoushi]

[[a hesitant pause]]

Are you all right...?

[shorterinperson]

I'm fine. It's these maniacs who can't figure out how to walk through the street like a normal human being who are touched in the head.

[ Oh yes, clearly she is A-OK. ]

[shiromadoushi]

[[...riiiight]] Maybe if might be best to avoid them until whatever's causing this is fixed...?

[shorterinperson]

Don't be ridiculous. I can't hide in my home like a coward until somebody gets a clue.

[shiromadoushi]

About what's causing it, you mean? Or how to fix it?

[shorterinperson]

I'd be equally happy with either.

[shiromadoushi]

Then maybe you could help whomever's figuring that out? So it would go faster?

[shorterinperson]

Goddess, grant me patience.

How, precisely, am I meant to help these morons get back to normal?

[shiromadoushi]

Aaaa-- I don't know.. but you've been here a while, right? So there should be something you can think of that might help, right?

[shorterinperson]

How should I know any more about this than you do? I'm a knight, not a scholar.

[shiromadoushi]

[[and he hesitates a moment]] There isn't even anyone you can think of you could go find...?

[shorterinperson]

If I had any blasted idea of what was wrong with everyone, perhaps. As far as I know it could be some cursed game of the Trickster's himself!

[shiromadoushi]

Trickster...? [[so utterly clueless]]

[shorterinperson]

The blasted God of Mischief. So help me, if that Loki character has summoned something... [ There aren't words for what she will do to him, but it won't be pretty. ]

[shiromadoushi]

What sort of summoned thing could cause this sort of thing? Unless it's some sort of insect plauge....?

[shorterinperson]

A God could do it.

[halfwitch]

Are you really going to make him send you home?

[shorterinperson]

I'll cursed well try.

[shiromadoushi]

Depend on the sort of god, un... But I guess I just don't see how this is anything summoned. If anything, it seems more like a curse or something like that.

[shorterinperson]

I'm trying to tell you I don't cursed well know!

[shiromadoushi]

[[and he shrinks back]]

S-- sorry....

[shorterinperson]

[ Oh... guilt... oh. ]

Well somebody had better do something about it.

[ How does apology work, she doesn't know. ]

[shiromadoushi]

If I know what to even do... [[wrings his hands a little. Yep. Useless as always]]

[goldeneyeball]

Now that's what I'm talking about! Make him send all of us home! Damn animals-- every one of them!

_{[Says the guy who's obviously replying from a cell.[}

[shorterinperson]

Don't insult the wildlife. [ Alanna totally doesn't care right now. ]

[goldeneyeball]

Pfff come to think of it, the wildlife is the only thing here that hasn't pissed me off. Except for some dog that keeps finding me and trying to chew my face off.

[shorterinperson]

In my experience, dogs have very good reasons for that sort of behavior. [ Oh Goddess, I think you dug up her funny bone. ]

[halfwitch]

Oh. What about the rest of us?

[shorterinperson]

You're welcome to follow.

[goldeneyeball]

_{[JW lifts a brow. Oooh, thems were fightin words!]}

Yeah?

[shorterinperson]

[ Oh you do not want to fight her. ]

I hear animals are excellent judges of character.

[goldeneyeball]

<sub>[James...can't think of anything to retort with so he settles on making a face like a mature thirty-something year old and moving out of the orb's view. He's got...bones to re-organize or something!]

[Sore loser.]</sub>

[halfwitch]

[she hesitates.] Really?

[shorterinperson]

Tortall makes a whole lot more sense than this wretched place.

[slasher]

It really is a bit worrying... I don't think that would help, though, Sir.

[sob why is everyone angry at each other]

[shorterinperson]

No? Why not?

[halfwitch]

Most places would.