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Voice | UN: Arrietty Clock
... It works!
[A surprised voice of a young girl comes through the feed suddenly — excitably so!
It's a good way to try and stay physically hidden from everyone else, at least... A voice doesn't really give away that you're a very, very, very small person. (Little does she know, some of the people who saw her in the casino-bean-place are here too.)]
I hear you all...! I've never used a phone before. If this counts as a phone, anyway... Um... Can we call people from our worlds? I'd like to tell my mother and papa that I'm safe... They must be really worried about me. Especially my mother. She's very nervous in nature.
[There's a pause.]
And... I think there has to be some kind of mistake, anyway. I've heard people are here because they have to prove their world is worth saving. But I'm not... I can't possibly be the person they meant to bring here. There has to be some kind of mistake. Or — if it's not a mistake, it feels unfair to the world I came from.
... Does anyone else feel like that?
[Because this feels so outside of everything and anything she's ever known.
Even right now, as she sits in a small shoebox she's converted into a hotel room of sorts in an alleyway not far from the hospital, she can't help but feel like she's lost at some proverbial sea... She doesn't have the experience her father has in a complicated world. She's pretty sure he would be lost too, but... he would at least be brave and march on without hesitation.
After another moment, an additional question comes through the feed:]
What are the big metal robots talking about, when they mention a... 'water park'?
[A surprised voice of a young girl comes through the feed suddenly — excitably so!
It's a good way to try and stay physically hidden from everyone else, at least... A voice doesn't really give away that you're a very, very, very small person. (Little does she know, some of the people who saw her in the casino-bean-place are here too.)]
I hear you all...! I've never used a phone before. If this counts as a phone, anyway... Um... Can we call people from our worlds? I'd like to tell my mother and papa that I'm safe... They must be really worried about me. Especially my mother. She's very nervous in nature.
[There's a pause.]
And... I think there has to be some kind of mistake, anyway. I've heard people are here because they have to prove their world is worth saving. But I'm not... I can't possibly be the person they meant to bring here. There has to be some kind of mistake. Or — if it's not a mistake, it feels unfair to the world I came from.
... Does anyone else feel like that?
[Because this feels so outside of everything and anything she's ever known.
Even right now, as she sits in a small shoebox she's converted into a hotel room of sorts in an alleyway not far from the hospital, she can't help but feel like she's lost at some proverbial sea... She doesn't have the experience her father has in a complicated world. She's pretty sure he would be lost too, but... he would at least be brave and march on without hesitation.
After another moment, an additional question comes through the feed:]
What are the big metal robots talking about, when they mention a... 'water park'?
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Okay, fine. I'll be there shortly.
[He grabs his crutch and heads out! Since he's living in the starter apartments it only takes him a few minutes to get over to the hospital and then across the street to the alley. From there he starts poking around the trashcans, looking for a shoebox. Which is still weird as hell, so he's feeling a little wary.]
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[It's not a very loud voice, expectedly — or unexpectedly, in Accelerator's case. But a voice all the same. The sound seems to be coming out from the shoebox itself, neat and tidy where it's pushed up against the wall, just out of a walking path. After a hesitant moment, Arrietty slowly... slowly... pokes her head out from under the shredded cloth she'd fashioned into a door flap.
Her hand is on the handle of her sewing pin, though she imagines she wouldn't have much defense against him if he were actually a cruel person prone to stomping on very little people.]
Are you... 'Accelerator'?
[hi]
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Oh man, she's tiny. She's Othinus-sized, which is a whole feat. She isn't from his world, is she? But Othinus wasn't always tiny, and he honestly isn't sure what the hell her deal was aside from a few details. Getting distracted by Othinus isn't really helpful, so he shakes those thoughts from his mind.
Aside from that his reaction is pretty mild. Despite not knowing much about the pint-sized ex-Magic God it does mean this girl isn't the first tiny person he's ever met, so he's already got some experience here.]
Uh, yeah. That's me.