Dance ♌ 01 / [Video]

[stopstaring]

[There's nothing quite like being pushed along and having your shrieks be ignored.

'This will be your room,' they said.
'Classes aren't in session right now, but they will be in a few months,' they said.
'Take the time to enjoy the summer and get to know everyone first, they said.

But no one's explained what exactly is going on, where Lord Chrom is, or the other Shepherds. In fact, no one's really explained much of anything that truly makes sense.

She stares at her computer and the video feed, mostly clueless. She doesn't really know how to use anything she's looking at. Finally seating herself, she's still for many moments before her head suddenly turns and there's the audible sound of her chair rapidly scooting across the floor. A mess of limbs flies up and she introduces herself by way of a screech.]

EEK!
Stay back! I'll—I—I have a sword and I know how to use it!

[It could be a bug. A pikmin. It could be nothing at all. The world may never know.]

Comments

[video]

[docilehearted]

[New faces that look kind of confused by computers aren't exactly an unexpected and unusual thing on the network. People come here from all over, after all, no matter when or where. Terrified screams, though? Less ordinary. No idea what room this lady's in, so Alorah's stuck with the video screen.]

Um! Are you alright? Do you need help?

[video]

[stopstaring]

[Things that make noise are just enough to put Olivia into panic mode. The thought of being addressed through what seems like a window is just enough to set her even more off.]

Ah! Uhm!

[She hunches over and peeks over the edge of her chair at the screen.]

How... long have you been watching?

[video]

[docilehearted]

Oh, not long at all, I promise! Please don't feel bad.

[Yes, this must be someone very unfamiliar with this place. This poor soul seems really frazzled! The last thing Alorah wants to do is make things worse, so she does her best to sound as soothing as she can.]

Is everything okay over there?

[video]

[stopstaring]

Yes--I mean, no. I mean.

[She pulls her hands over her face with some clear uncertainty.]

I'm not really supposed to be here. I'm not. I don't see why I am. They said it was a... fighting... school? I can't really fight, though.

[video]

[docilehearted]

I see... did you come here by accident, then? That seems to happen sometimes.

Um, but please don't be worried. I can't really fight either, but this is a very nice place to stay. Besides, you said you had a sword, right?

[That must imply she's got some skill, doesn't it? Enough that she'll hopefully feel a bit more secure here, at least.]

[video]

[cruelcurse]

[Henry LAUGHS. LAUGHS. This is the BEST post for so many reasons, and he is elated. Genuinely elated.

An Olivia who knew him might have been proud of that genuine display, actually. It was totally unintended.]

Olivia! You can't hit anybody with a sword through the screen, silly~!

[He waves at her.]

[video]

[stopstaring]

[For the longest time--which is really just a few moments--Olivia simply stares over the edge of her chair which she's chosen to hide behind at him. Who is this boy...?]

...Uhm. I'm sorry. Who are you?

[video]

[cruelcurse]

[In such a vulnerable moment, Henry's face faltered dramatically. But he put on his smile again in almost an instant. The smile that he tries for.]

Ahaha, oops. Maybe it's pretty dark, huh~... It's me, Henry.

[Henry tried to adjust the computer so that the light was hitting his face better, like that was the problem. But he was just fine before. He pressed an index finger against his face.]

Seeeee? See?

[video]

[stopstaring]

[Mmmmmmnope. Still doesn't ring a bell. She leans over and in to get a better look and after reconsidering, Olivia frowns prominently.]

Henry? Did you see one of my performances in Ferox? I'm sure I'd remember you if I knew who you were.

[Seriously. How many platinum-haired boys with squinty eyes exist?]

[video]

[bunnyfears]

[Unsurprisingly, Yarne's reaction to a loud scream and someone threatening him with a sword, is to immediately scream in turn, and hide under his desk, kind of forgetting that the images on the screen can't actually hurt him. Way too busy panicking right now to remember that.]

Don't kill me!! I'll stay as far back as you like, just put the sword away!

[video]

[stopstaring]

[Wait. She's supposed to be the one screaming. Why is he screaming?

Fortunately for Yarne, this is a great way to get her to stop.]

Wait... What? I wasn't going to use it on you...

[video]

[bunnyfears]

[Yarne nervously pops back out from his desk. He knows what his father looks like, and he'd obviously know his mother if he saw her, but other than them, he wouldn't recognize any of the other Shepards.]

W-well... don't go shouting about swinging swords around, then! You nearly gave me a heart attack. I thought I was extinct for sure!

[video]

[stopstaring]

I didn't mean to scare you. I was just--I... W-well, I was caught by surprise. I'm not really good with my sword anyway, so I probably would have missed!

[As she's eying Yarne, she's noting something particular. He looks a lot like someone she's acquainted to. What was her name again? P-something...]

[andthefungoeson]

[Whoa what.]

Whoa, hey! The hell are you swinging around at the screen?

[stopstaring]

[No, who is this guy. Why is he talking like that. How long has he been watching her?]

O-Oh! I--well--you see, I was surprised by... [She pauses because whatever it was that caught her off guard seems to have eluded her gaze.] ...by... this thing I saw...

[It occurs to her that he's not going to care about the how's or why's. Just the what. So she shows it to him. It's a reasonably simple silver metal sword, complete with a charming floral inscription.]

Uhm. It's a sword. You've never seen one? I probably look silly swinging it around.

[Cue the internal turmoil of looking foolish in front of someone she doesn't even know.]

[andthefungoeson]

Uh, I've seen a katana before, but not a sword like that...

But don't think you'd be able to kill anyone swingin' around like that.

[stopstaring]

Well... Not really. I mean, I'm not very good with it, but I'm not very good at most things. I'd probably be really bad with a katana, too. Whatever that is.

[Because you know. She's not good at anything.]

[cowardlyjustice]

[Uh.....]

Y'might wanna make a raincheck on that attack there.

[stopstaring]

[She blinks from her little hiding place.]

Wait, what? Why?

[cowardlyjustice]

Well, uh... hate to break it t'ya, there's nothing there from what I'm seein'.

[stopstaring]

Yes, but it could be very small, which is why you weren't able to see it...

[magicdancer]

Well, THAT looks familiar.

[Because Shantae made a fool of herself on the network when she first arrived too. It was kind of a thing.]

[stopstaring]

Uhm. Wait. What? What are you talking about?

[Flailing arms and pink hair? Something else akin to it?]

[magicdancer]

Just a bit of first-day technology trouble. Happened to me too. I'm Shantae, what's your name?

[stopstaring]

W-well, it wasn't really tech... nology trouble...

[Techno-what.]

Erm. I mean, my name's Olivia. [And for the first time, she's trying to tap the screen of her monitor. How in the world does this thing work anyway?]