revivalproject | Clarice's Event Catch-All

WHO: Clarice and youuuuuuuu
WHERE: Various places around Coruscant
WHAT: Exploring, investigating ... and being a bit of an art snob
WHEN: All through the event!
WARNINGS: None yet, but if anything worthy comes up I'll put it in the comment headers. <3

Starling had scarcely had time to get her bearings on Temba before she woke up on the ship, to the strange message. It hadn't taken much to wake her: she'd slept lightly, and took a speed-run of a shower, not wanting to waste the precious hot water afforded to the crew. She didn't want to step out onto new ground and make the impression of a hot mess, after all. After combing out her damp hair, she put it up in a ponytail to keep it off her neck, then shook out her only set of clothes, judiciously inspecting the cashmere sweater for wrinkles and wishing for an iron. Ah well. It was what it was. She'd been provided with credit, at least. Maybe the first order of business - after breakfast - was to get something new to wear.

A: (In Person) Everything will always be alright - when we go shopping
The amount of options were even more staggering than New York, or Paris, Clarice marveled, as the taxi dropped her off in Coruscant's shopping district. She'd counted her credits on the ship, not wanting to be tacky in counting them in public.

She starts off by window shopping, browsing from store to store to get a feel for the prices and the styles: what people consider high fashion, lowbrow, and somewhere in between. She decides a sturdy outfit, something working-class, would be the best choice for back on Temba, but there was also nothing wrong with spoiling herself a little and having something that would make her look good should a situation call for it. Feel free to find her as she's molesting various pieces of clothing, rubbing it between her fingers to check texture or thread count, or as she's sitting down on a bench to try on a smart-looking yet rugged pair of boots.

B: (Network) And you told me all your plans - how you would never let them go
New as she is, Starling takes her responsibility and her new mission seriously. The mystery of Coruscant and the many people brought to Temba from this place has piqued her interest, and so her first thought as a newcomer is to seek them out. She takes out her comm device - a new, strange thing in itself - and taps on the garish pink icon, thinking a moment before composing her message.

Hello, everyone. My name is Clarice Starling. I only just arrived in Temba the day before we were sent here to Coruscant, and I admit that I have many questions ... particularly for those of you who are familiar with this world. In the interest of helping the Agri, would any of you be willing to sit with me for a brief interview of sorts? I would be more than willing to get you a cup of whatever equivalent to coffee they have here, or light lunch, to thank you for your time.

C: (In Person) A bittersweet, evocative song... that doesn't remind us of Musetta's Waltz
After a long day of investigating and attempting to do what she was brought here to do, Clarice changes into the nicer of the ensembles she's bought for herself: a jewel-green gown with a white shawl to stave off any evening chill. The opera house is advertising a new Bith opera, whatever that might mean, and Clarice shows up to purchase herself a ticket with confidence, sliding into the crowd as though she belongs there. Anyone who hasn't met her yet may just mistake her for a native, even as she purchases a program, hoping to learn a bit more about what she's about to indulge in.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

How many different versions of Earth have you heard about? Have any of them mentioned a year? You've definitely got me curious, now.

Aside from mine... I think I've heard of at least three. Though maybe more. Not sure if some of the people know each other from the same world. No one else has given me a definitive year.

That's sure interesting. Thank you, Shiro. ... As the new girl, is there anything you think I need to be aware of right up front? I touched that data point thing, so I know all of that, but ... I'm not going near another one of those any time soon. I didn't like the way it made me feel. Invaded.

Yeah, those data points are strange. Not like how we learn things. They can be helpful though. I learned more about the glownies that way. They are miniature horses that grow wool like sheep, but it glows at night.

Well, if you have abilities of any sort, they are likely to not work when one of the storms comes around. They make everyone pretty much on the same level. Those who can run really fast can't. My arm won't work. That sort of thing.

Abilities? I'm afraid I don't follow. I'm a decorated marksman, so does this mean I won't be able to hit the broad side of a barn, now?

[yeah someone's world doesn't have superpowers or cybernetics or magic]

Hmm... no, I think you should still be able to. It's more... superhuman abilities. The runners I was mentioning. Well, one of them is fast enough that most people can't see him when he's at top speed.

Oh. Absolutely nothing superhuman about me. In fact ... that sort of thing only happens in fiction, where I'm from. ... That's incredible. I am sorry about your arm, though. That's gotta be difficult to adapt to.

I never had it in mine either so it was a surprise. Yeah, the arm is a prosthetic so the storm somehow interferes with the power source and the arm itself. So weird.

The storms ... that's one thing I saw in that ... swirl of ... whatever hit me when I touched that sphere. But I still don't quite understand. What exactly are they? How do you know they're coming, if at all? Is there a warning sign, like a tornado or a hurricane? Or is it more like an earthquake, out of nowhere?

There doesn't seem any rhyme or reason to it. They don't come at regular intervals. They come up like normal storms, the sky getting dark and rain possibly moving in. But sometimes they sweep through and it's almost like you are standing out in the middle of them when you are inside. We are apparently better equipped to handle them than the Agrii were.

So, wait. I'm sorry, I'm having a little trouble grasping what you mean. I suspect it's something I won't completely understand until I'm in one, but still: it rains inside??

During some of those storms, unfortunately. We also had it rain glitter for a while which also happened in some indoor locations.

Now that's a horror story if I ever heard one. How long did it take you to get rid of it all?

I don't think we are clear of all of it. Glitter is one of those things that hides in the corner until you least expect it then suddenly, there is in a place you vacuumed five times before.

It's like pet hair! You're absolutely right. ... What color was it? Something obnoxious, I bet. Like neon colors?

Yes, exactly. Almost the same. It was kind of pink I think. But there were some other colors mixed in there.

Oh lawd. I can only imagine what it would've been like for all of you folks with armor plates to contend with. Poor Cayde ...

Yeah, that was so hard. I feel like I'm still finding it. And I don't have as much as Cayde.

Sounds like what we really need to find while we're on this planet is an airgun. Or a power washer.

Yeah, I think that would be a good option. I'd certainly like one after that experience.

I'll keep an eye out for one. I'm sure it could have far more practical applications than just glitter, and usually they're small enough to fit on a ship.

That is true. It would certainly help if we found something on the original world that might be useful but it would take a long time to clean it ourselves. That is certainly possible. We hardly seem to have scratched the surface of what's there.

I was starting to get that impression, yeah. Do you know who's been here the longest, Shiro? How long it's been since the Agri started bringing in people?

I know Keith and Lance from my world were... stuck before Agrii dragged them here. There was apparently some sort of galactic television show that they were brought onto... and it's the same ships as from that.

What in the hell is a reality show?

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