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It still feels a little rude to kick you out of your own room, though. I'd move right back if magic didn't make things, uh... complicated.

[ Erin says they have to be in the same room and she seems more comfortable with doing that in 134 than 108, so! This is where they're at. Until the pledge runs out. Soon, at least... ]

But it's nice to meet you, too, Helena. I'm— doing better, than I was! [ that, of course, does not actually mean she's truly better ] You kinda arrived right on the back of a disaster, which I'm usually pretty good with, actually, but it was... a biiiit of a doozy. Lucky you missed it.

So I've been informed. I know sentiment's a bit of a poor consolation, but...I'm so sorry you all had to go through that. While it's peaceful now, it can't erase what did occur.

[and she's sincere about that. it's a horrible thing, having to see people you care for die, or be part of it. it's unsettling, to be thrown right back as if nothing at all was wrong. she doesn't wish it on anyone.]

There's worth in sentiment, I think. Thank you. I'm just hoping this month is... quieter, than last month turned out to be. It doesn't look like there's an excursion, but that doesn't mean much...

[ Considering last month there was no excursion, either. She does rather feel like she's going to be waiting for the other shoe to drop this entire time. ]

Um— besides the room are you finding getting adjusted okay?

Yes, very much so. People are generally willing to talk about anything and everything, food is easy to find, and it's not as if we're sailing through any storms or the like, so there's enough fresh air. I admit, I'm terribly curious about where everyone's from, it all seems so much more exciting than my own home...

[that said, something occurs to her, and she pauses.]

I took the liberty of telling Miss Clarke where you were. I hope you don't mind - I didn't wish her to consider you lost.

Oh! No, that's— that's fine. I haven't seen her since before the party went... well, since things were quieter. I— probably should have texted, her, actually...

[ Whoops. Neither of them are doing great at this roommate thing lately, apparently. Being at Erin's means she didn't even see if Clarke died. Ruby shakes her head. ]

So! That's actually helpful. Thanks. As for other worlds... yeah, that's one of the fun parts. I'mmmm definitely one of those who keeps having to explain stuff that, to me, are just basic things? But apparently mean nothing to anyone else outside my world.

If enough people ask, you might end up having to make an index of things, just to avoid the endless repetition.

[make people read it, and let them get up to speed before continuing on. no one person is the representative for the whole world.]

Oooh I am— kind of terrible at that sort of stuff. I like some kinds of writing for fun, but if I had to make, like, an informative booklet or something I'd start thinking of it like schoolwork and it'd never get finished.

[ She was very much that child who struggled with focusing on actual classwork, not that she didn't try her best. Without grades as a motivator, having to explain over and over is almost easier. ]

My world has a lot of magic-y stuff that isn't actually magic going on, so, that's a lot of it. What... kind of world do you come from?

There's no real magic in it. No grand exploration, space, or devices like the ones around the ship. It's...quieter. Pretty boring, compared to the stories others hold.

[nothing to be thought of. nothing no one else should bother after. because there's always that risk of between, and that's nothing she wants to place in another's hands. there are no good stories there, nothing others need to carry on themselves.]

Here, it seems like some truly impossible things are made possible, and not even the ones that you would typically think of. A device that can take my voice, and write down my words for me? That's magic in my eyes.

[ Ruby's world is the opposite of boring, but as much as she actually doesn't mind explaining her world... sometimes it's nice to put off the reactions to the more horrific parts of her life that she simply can't separate from the rest, because they're so intertwined. Not to mention the Grimm, being a fighter, it would be as good as lying. ]

Huh. I hadn't really thought about that. Most of the technology here is pretty normal for me, a lot of it looks different and works different but... it's similar enough, you know? But you don't have things like the phones?

It's a telephone? But it's so...small.

[and not connected to the wall. certainly, it was fit for communication, but she had considered it a messaging device, and not some type of phone - the two were completely separate in her mind.]

Well, it's sort of a phone, I don't think it can actually do calls, but it's otherwise a lot like my equivalent of a phone? [ she pulls out her scroll, looks at Helena, blinks, oh right, she has the cane so she's probably— ] Oh, you won't be able to see this, I guess, but I have a device not much different than the ship phones. It does calls, messaging, pictures, even games. Plus some more specific stuff from my world.

That's absolutely incredible...one device that can do all of that. I didn't think something like that was possible outside of a book...

[oh, she has to ask. she has to.]

Would you...would it be okay if I held it for a moment?

[so that she can know it.]

Oh, yeah, sure! [ she actually hits the button so the screen extends from the base hardware, and will hand it over to Helena ] It's mostly a touch screen on hardlight dust, but I can turn on some of the audio assistance if you wanted to poke at it some.

Wow...

[there's a genuine awe that comes as she shifts her cane and uses both hands to hold the device. technology is amazing - it's truly captivating, how far some people can go. it's only after a moment that she remembers to voice her thoughts.]

Hardlight, you said...I know a few people who'd be over the moon to know something like this exists, and be looking to understand and recreate it.

[Tracy would be enamored of any new devices. and Luca would see the opportunities, and start fiddling - if he didn't already have half his room taken apart for a new lab.]

It's cool, right? Hardlight dust is pretty rare in comparison to other dusts where I come from, though uh, 'dust' is one of those things only my world seems to have.

[ Literal magic dust, though they still don't call it magic. Ruby can't not smile at how awed Helena is by it all. ]

But hardlight is only really used for a few mainstream things, the rest is all highly specialised and rarely seen. Like uhhh... shields, or a friend of mine uses it to copy weapons.

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