un: cc | video

[bubblegumheart]

[When the video starts, it's what appears to be a static image, from the point of view of someone sitting in one of the trolley seats. There are large claw marks spanning the side and it looks pretty banged up, but overall intact.

It's also not moving, which might not normally be a problem if not for the fact of where it's currently sitting.]

Hello? I don't want to alarm anyone, but...

[Chrissy sounds out of breath, but otherwise fine?]

One of those big birds- the chocobos?- it did this. The claw marks, that is. Something else happened and the entire thing went flying at it.

[Something else happened, she says, as though she hadn't managed to get a clear enough look at the one responsible for shoving the trolley. But she also has no idea what all of that was about, so she's not particularly in the mood to point fingers right now.

The view shifts a little, to get a better look out the window.]

I'm also not entirely sure where I am? I don't think I've ever been here before, so I'm not sure what to do now.

[Other than wait for now?]

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un: fiveinone| text

[sophielicious]

babe use your words. something else what
what entire thing

do you need me to come get you

[nimbuster]

Need a lift?

[copsormasks]

I knew those birds were trouble.

[More importantly,] You need some help getting back?

Jason like "I knew trying to fistfight that bird was justified"

[bubblegumheart]

Most of the ones I've run into have been pretty calm. This red one seemed like it was in a bad mood though.

[Though now she's wondering which of them he's run into to even have that opinion.]

That would be nice. Do you know where I am?

[bubblegumheart]

Oh right. Sorry. I was sitting in the back, and I heard something so I looked up in time to see a fireball? And then the trolley went flying off the track.

[At which point she'd baby koala'd onto the back of the nearest seat and lost track of her book in the process. Oops.]

I'm not even sure where I am at the moment.

10000%

[copsormasks]

Not exactly. Does your little device thing still work? It might have your location on the map. Like a "you are here" sort of thing.

[bubblegumheart]

Cloud! Hi!

[They've never actually spoken, and there's too much going on right at the moment to explain that she'd seen the video he'd put up with the chocobos before.]

That would be helpful. I also have a question- unrelated to how I'm getting out of here.

[sophielicious]

there we go. gotcha

that's not a problem for me. hold up

(Oh, thank fuck this place is within her range. She's forgoing the earpiece for now, since she's fully in Chrissy's head, having her eyes take in the surroundings.)

/Girl. You're on that stupid island. Ugh, let me get my uniform. Keep looking around, I got you locked in, okay?/

[bubblegumheart]

Oh right! I always forget it can do that.

[Because the number of times she's actually needed it is still in the single digits, maybe. But she does take a moment to fiddle with the map.]

Okay, it says I'm on... Snake Island.

[copsormasks]

Snake Island. [A quiet hum as he looks up her location.]

Okay. Got it. On my way.

[nimbuster]

Oh, um...hi.

[He blinks, a little startled. Sure, he did introduce himself over the network not long ago, but she sounds like she already knows him. Except he has no idea who she is. What if he has met her but forgot? Shit, he can't let her know that.

Even as he's talking and taking a closer look at the surroundings she's showing out the trolley window, he's already moving to where his bike is parked.]

Those skyscrapers in the distance over there?--wait, is the trolley on a cliff?

[It's hard to get a good look, he might be wrong, but...that's kinda what it looks like.]

And your other question - shoot.

[bubblegumheart]

Yea, it was pretty wild. I've seen some of the chocobos around before, but this one seemed particularly grumpy.

[Maybe it just didn't like the trolley being there. Or maybe it was mad about the little... hedgehog-guys? Chrissy has no idea. Either way, there's no time to consider that before she hears someone in her head and, in a kneejerk reaction, spins around in an attempt to spot the owner of the voice.]

Hey, I wasn't trying to stop here. I was just trying to have a nice afternoon with a book and then things went wild.

SHOULD THIS BE A LOG

[sophielicious]

/Nerd.

Okay, okay, I got us a ride out of there, so I'm gonna have him come through too. Sorry for the whole several people talking in your head situation. You'll probably get used to it.

Dunno our ETA./

(She's also sorry for the uber.)

[bubblegumheart]

What do you suppose lives here?

[Chrissy no. Tempting fate is probably not the best plan.]

Really? That's great! I'm just gonna... wait here.

[copsormasks]

My guess is snakes, 'cause Snake Island.

[Silent shrug.]

Sorry, I don't have my bike here, so I'm hoofing it the old fashioned way.

[bubblegumheart]

Sorry! That was a really aggressive way to greet you. Um, I saw the video you put up a while ago, and I guess I wasn't thinking about the fact that you probably wouldn't know how many people saw it.

[And now she's talking entirely too much.]

We're on an island. It's not one I've ever stopped at, though. The map says it's Snake Island.

[As helpful as that is.]

Oh. Right. Are the red chocobos always so aggressive?

[bubblegumheart]

Your guess is as good as mine.

[Hopefully, the red chocobo has moved on to greener pastures by this point.]

Oh man. I'm gonna owe you big time for walking all the way out here.

[But also, more importantly-]

Your bike?

WE COULD MAKE IT A LOG

[bubblegumheart]

You say that like it's a bad thing.

[As weird as this is, it does free up her hands a little- which will make hunting for her wayward book a lot simpler.]

You know, I'd say that having several people in my head wasn't the weirdest thing I've had to deal with, but I think it actually might be.

[And she's dealt with more than the normal amount of weirdness, so that's saying something. Either way, she's going to take this opportunity to poke around the trolley.]

How are you able to do that, anyway?

CAN U

[sophielicious]

/We could be doing a billion more fun things./

(Listen, if she thinks Chrissy is in danger, she's sticking this girl under a seat. She's Watching.)

/What's second place? And, uh, I'm a mutant. Like a good chunk of the people here./

un: jaycetalis | audio

[hexcope]

Really beginning to not like birds.

[bubblegumheart]

It's just a bird. A big... probably territorial bird that maybe didn't like the trolley being out here, but sure.

[hexcope]

If it can have an irrational hatred of the vehicle I take to get to work, then I can have an irrational hatred of large birds.

But you're not explaining everything, are you? Just talons doesn't derail a train or leave large impacts in the dirt.

un: back2thepast | voice

[manifesthope]

[After talking with Jayce, Silver made a point of checking the various network posts to see if anyone was in trouble because of the trolley incident. Spotting one, he hopped on voice. He still hadn't figured out video chat yet, though he saw Chrissy's video message.]

Wow, you okay??

I just heard someone else on the network talking about the damaged trolley line. Need some help out there? [He didn't recognize the area in the video either, but he was eager lend a hand.]

[nimbuster]

[Oh good, he didn't forget someone he already met. That's a relief. He shrugs.]

Just took me by surprise, that's all. And you're...?

[He kicks up the volume a little on his earpiece so he can still hear her when he starts up the engine and zooms off toward the trolley tracks.]

Shit. Snake Island's exactly what it sounds like, and some of those snakes are the size of buildings. And mean. If you got a way to cool down, stay inside the trolley and do it. Cold'll help hide your scent from 'em. Is it just the trolley, or is the bridge out?

[He veers slightly away from the tracks to take a swifter path.]

Not sure. Red chocobos are pretty rare where I come from. Only ever seen 'em in races, so they can't be that bad. But not all the chocobos here come from my world, there's all different kinds.

un: bahamut

[oblige]

I take it someone provoked a red chocobo.

[ Perhaps he ought to have warned people, but the network takes getting used to... ]

Are you unhurt?