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Post by Elara Salisbury on Nov 22, 2023 3:50:08 GMT
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"Sick of this shit." Elara scraped at the nearly empty can with her salvaged spoon, getting as much of the contents as possible before pouring a bit of her reclaimed water into it and drinking the last of the bean-drink. The apartment she'd holed up in had been relatively safe, so long as she avoided the rusty bits and those weird thorny roots growing into the entryway. The difficulty of survival hadn't swayed her unerring depression, only furthering her melancholy. She still thought this might just be a personal kind of hell, or the state before she entered at least. Eels subsisted off of canned food and collected rain water, boiling the water as much as possible. The woman was certainly no survivalist, but she'd watched some tv in those times of writer's block. She had some common knowledge.
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"But I can't do this forever." Gods, even if she'd been able, Elara had no want to do this. It was all a far cry from the life she'd wanted and lost. Was she forever doomed to this, eating old cans of beans and artichoke hearts, nearly-expired cream of mushroom? She didn't even like beans! Elara stood from her hunched over position and went to the railing of the balcony, collecting her well-dried hoodie and admiring it for a moment. It made her miss home. She felt tears well up in her eyes again as she pulled it on, then slipped into her shoes and gathered up the backpack she'd stolen- scavenged, with the travel supplies she'd 'scavenged'. It was building to building at this point, detours made to avoid collapsed road or toppled infrastructure. It wasn't what she wanted to be Living- it was Survival. "Maybe I'll just walk..."
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So she walked. Pulling the bookshelf away from the door and pulling the vine-wrapped door open Elara made into the stairwell and down to the first floor, saying goodbye to last night's dwelling with a small wave of her hand. She wiped at the wet on her cheeks and stepped into the daylight, taking a moment to get lost in the shadow of the towering buildings overhead. She moved down one street, climbed over a pile-up of cars long abandoned, maneuvered under a light post that had fallen across an alleyway entrance. It was a chore to move around here, but Eel was getting used to that.
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Not the loneliness, though. "Why am I even bothering." Elara spoke to nobody in particular, not even glancing around to survey for skulks or ne'er-do-wells. The wind itself didn't even seem interested in responding, the one time it's ceaseless wailing through the empty skyscrapers had paused. Everything felt still. Eel stopped dissociating long enough to notice an open area in front of her, old stalls and empty baskets adorning the street. Maybe an open-air market of some kind, though it seemed thoroughly empty. "This sucks!" Her exclamation wasn't loud, but it surprised her the way it echoed down the street slightly. Indeed, feeling stuck in a desolate city kind of sucked.
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Nov 22, 2023 19:51:39 GMT
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Ingrid had been to New York once, some time ago during a trip she could easily reminisce on with a rare sincere fondness. She had spent a great deal of time at the MET and the theaters; in that grown quite familiar with the Upper East Side. Things had changed since then, in a lot of funny little ways, and some more terrifying big ways. Still worse yet, her previous knowledge proved to be of little use so far, as she had yet to return to the MET on this second trip of hers. Perhaps it was for the best.
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Aside from the occasional monster encounter, this new New York was blessed with a newfound tranquility. She still had every intention of leaving before nature took the last bit of the city. A lack of running water proved to be a particularly quarrelsome thorn in her side. After bathing and hand washing her singular outfit, she wasn’t left with much drinking water. Yet, against all odds she was making it work, and she painstakingly built up a healthy façade.
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Sitting on a misplaced bistro outdoors table set, she was busy at work on this fine morning. Laid out in front of her was an old travel guide to Manhattan, outdated in her own time, now finally brought up to speed. Scribbled neatly in various and significant colors were clear notes. Entire sections were redded out, and detailed patterns showed where flooding or flora density fundamentally altered the roadways. Her focus this morning was on three circles she had in the lower left quarter of the island.
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Enjoying a light--yet terribly inappropriate--breakfast of canned sardines, and lychees, she took a break from racking her brain over this map of hers, leaving only one last note; a red X over the apartment she sat outside.
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A voice rounded the corner, one she thought she may only be mistaken as familiar. Having damaged her parasol in a tragic monstrous pursuit, she wasn’t left with much to defensively posture with. While at worst, her most recent human interactions had only been tiring, she kept the realistic expectation that these streets would still bring terrors mundane.
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Thankfully, she hadn’t been mistaken. Audibly breathing a sigh of relief she brought he head up from map and sketchbook, “Do not endeavor to bother yourself that way; if you keep going, you will end up in what remains of Gramercy… trust me that, will ‘suck’” Nobody in particular chimed, offering a bright interjection permeating a threatening overcurrent. He stood up from her acquired bistro set, and approached her acquaintance, “Bonjour, mon chéri. You look well this morning.”
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Post by Elara Salisbury on Nov 23, 2023 20:51:29 GMT
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Her voice carrying into the open space had almost filled it with a sense of life, a facsimile of normalcy in this dejected, dreary-ass city. But it had done nothing to fill the emptiness she felt as she scanned around now, ears twitching as the wind picked back up slightly as if to answer her call. The howl of air through the empty buildings, detritus being endlessly pushed about abandoned streets, the deeper poise of a woman's voice giving a polite warning of advancing further in the direction Eel was facing.
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"Huh?" Was she hearing things again? The occasional sounds of creatures would fall into earshot and, at least once, Elara had mistaken it for another person. Hell, one time she'd definitely heard someone, but it was the sounds of finality, someone screaming for help and fading away as fast as it had happened. For all the plant life around, this place was one of death. But here was an unmistakable sound, familiar to Elara in a place she'd assumed there would be no familiarity to mention. It was her peripheral that saved her here, turning as Ingrid offered her greeting and stood from her seating. She waved a little, and waivered a little too. "mon cheri? She seems so fancy..." Maybe it was incorrect to think 'seems'- Ingrid gave off an aura of culture that was rare for Elara to see, let alone be near. She pegged the tall woman as a fellow creative of sorts, if only for her impeccable dress, but they clearly moved in entirely different circles. So to be told she looked well...
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"Ah, well, thank you. You look, um, lovely as always." Ah, Elara felt stupid. Was that weird? How did she return what was probably just politeness with awkward-but-intended compliment? There was no way Eel looked 'well'- she felt like a raw nerve moist with tears of sadness and the sweat of days of apocalyptic living. Gods, she'd not even found the time to wash her hair, and was using water almost entirely for nutrition, or the one time she'd cut her forehead on a thorny root and had to clean some blood off her clothes. No, the more she stood there gawking at Ingrid, the more certain Elara became that she did not 'look well'. But she wasn't about to call the other woman out on it; politeness was far better than the toxicity Eel was used to. No, polite or not, Ingrid's response was quite welcome. Eels managed a small smile before straightening a little, regaining some semblance of composure.
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"So, I take it you've explored more than I have. Or were you already familiar with the area? I'd only been here... dunno, maybe three or four times. Rarely even left the hotel, save for signings and a promotional gathering." Elara glanced around, feeling awkward again; had she been too forthcoming with information? It was just feeling kind of overwhelming suddenly have some at least vaguely friendly company. This husk of a city had been oppressively lonely otherwise. She shifted in her stance a little before looking away from Ingrid, surveying everything and yet nothing in particular. She spent a few seconds making sure her shoes were still tied, then fussed with the lower hem of her hoodie and 'fixed' her messy hair a little. Then her stomach growled. "Maybe you'd know how to leave?"
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Nov 25, 2023 8:25:11 GMT
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Well was what was it was; Elara was alive. While she certainly could have put a bit more effort in, but that wasn’t something Ingrid was going to dwell on, so long as she was able to keep enough of a distance. Even so, disheveled, by her own standards, Ingrid was pleased to be graced with a flustred ‘lovely’. Even at her worst, she certainly felt it, but to have it confirmed was a spark to an already roaring flame, “As always.” She repeated. They had met twice, under the same unusual set of circumstances. Never one to turn down a compliment she smiled, “Well thank you, I do hope you’ll get to see me in top form some day.”
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Gladly, the two were on the very same page of the very same book. Pressed for knowledge, she was more than willing to be forthwith, “Not at all, I've only ever visited as well. The MET and some lovely har gow, are all I can truly remember. Still, Manhattan is a very deliberate place.” She explained, delicately sliding back towards her misplaced bistro set. Tapping her map, she hoped to draw Elara’s eye (and eyes alone) to what she had been working on; the Manhattan map with all of its pitfalls and sewer alligators. Even after this apocalypse, the streets of Manhattan were still by and large, neat little boxes, even when warped by these new labyrinthine additions.
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Her exploration was more or less incidental. What had started as a trip down Canal street had warped into something she could scarcely forget. Unfurling over the next few days were several failed attempts to get to the simply named West Side Highway, “I haven’t the slightest desire to remain here. Ever since we finished that business, I’ve been trying to find my way out of here. It has proven to be arduous.“ She sneered, frustration escaping with every lilting word.
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As to what that escape actually meant, she tapped her map once more, this time focusing on the parts of the map she had circled--these south western points of interest. Little circles couldn't really tell the whole story, so she explained without need of being probed, “I do have an idea, one I’ve been working on, and it’s no secret; Find the Holland tunnel, drive through or over it. Voila! One has made it out of New York, unscathed.” The problem she faced was the usual issue of actually getting to the Holland Tunnel, only this time, it wasn’t traffic. What she had yet to consider, however, is what exactly might be happening in New Jersey. She had no true expectations, really, she never watched The Sopranos.
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Post by Elara Salisbury on Nov 26, 2023 4:10:41 GMT
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Elara couldn't help but wonder what Ingrid's 'top form' could be, but it was surely immaculate. Of course, Eel still felt awkward, redoubled by the other woman's repeating of Eel's compliment. Is seeing someone looking damn good twice in a row not worthy of an 'as always'? Elara would have to reconsider her turn of phrase, unless of course it was endearing. Hard to say how Ingrid had taken it, but the smile was enough to keep Eel hopeful. She fidgeted a little bit more and moved a little bit closer as the conversation progressed. Elara should have been conscious that she had a bit of that post-apocalypse smell on her, but she'd gone nose-blind at least a day ago.
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"Mmm." Elara squinted, mostly for effect than necessity, doing her best to commit the map to memory regardless of the fact that she would have forgotten in within minutes. Geography was a weak spot for her. Still, she studiously examined the tourist brochure, with it's neatly-cut squares of neighborhoods and circled places of interest. She didn't know where this 'Holland Tunnel' was, but Ingrid knowing would hopefully be more than enough. Eel felt her stomach gurgle again, and pulled the obnoxiously green backpack off and rummaged for a scavenged granola bar; she would need a bit more in the tank if they were going to hoof it out of here. She avoided speaking with her mouth full, instead peeling the wrapper open and holding it there for a moment before offering some to her new travel companion. It was a bar with something like honey and almonds, and a few scarce bits of dark chocolate.
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"That business." Eel felt a gloom come over her remembering that day they'd arrived, but put it away as best she could and returned to the more important topic at hand. "Well, that does sound simple enough, but how are we supposed to drive out? Most of these cars are trashed, or..." Elara looked over to her side where a car was well onto the sidewalk, throttled by vines and plants throughout it. "Even if you'd found one that works, how are we going to get it over there? There's even creatures roaming about- I've run from things straight out of a novel. When you say arduous I can't help but imagine you've seen some, Mademoiselle." The pronunciation was almost certainly a bit *off*, but Eels hoped it might win some points that she'd remembered the title. She felt a resurgence of awkward energy still.
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Elara took this moment to glance around her again, listening for signs of approach still with her arm outstretched. She shuffled a little, trying to stay quiet and listen, if not for monsters then for Ingrid's response, but for at least a moment was only able to pick up the cry of the wind through metal corpses. No sewer gators in sight, at least for now.
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Nov 27, 2023 5:05:12 GMT
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Elara, having entered Ingrid’s ill-defined circle of comfort, had elicited a mild recoil. Even in these most dire of circumstances, she continued to have a low tolerance in regards to matters of hygiene. Having remembered what happened when she tried to correct Torashiki’s, she was reluctant to give into her reflex to forcibly perfume Elara. Instead, took a moment to clean what the tins left behind by her breakfast, making the effort to drop them off in a decrepit recycling bin nearby. Collecting herself was a battle, and even if it brought tears to her eyes, she was going to have to learn how to deal with the occasional outdoorsiness.
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When she wasn’t assaulting miscreants, Ingrid was often anything but rude, sometimes. As the discussion quickly shifted towards what lurked in the streets, Ingrid shuddered. What haunted her the most was that crept in the abandoned buildings. One particular horror sprung to mind, “Yes, the bedbugs….” She rather understatedly mused, though her blood ran cold under the surface. She had been able to avoid quite a few terrible beasties out in the streets themselves. Earth-chan had been kind to her offering her a great amount of freedom of movement, and the ability to simply vanish into thin air if the need arose (which it did, at increasing frequency.) Having found a peace of mind, she returned, this time to collect her map and sketchpad so she may be fully packed. As always, she lastly took her parasol in hand, though it no longer seemed possible that she could even open the poor thing.
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“You needn’t worry, Elara, I have a way to get around.” Still, she had yet to explain how they were going to drive around, or she did, but it was just with a wordless flourish of the wrist. From the ether, a dazzling spray of color erupted on the road. At several points, the stream of colors stopped and splashed as if hitting a solid surface. After this brief prismatic spectacle, a vehicle of similar grandeur erupted. Its design was something purely out of Ingird’s often opulent imagination; not giving any signifier of make or model. This spawned vehicle of hers was a very modern looking sports car, although one constructed entirely out of sparkling, iridescent (predominantly violet) crystal. Adorning its hood was an black opal scallop, which Ingrid tapped with the tip of her much deteriorated parasol as she strode over towards the driver door.
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Leaning atop of the low roof, “Now… finish up your breakfast, if you wish to join me; I do not allow food in the car.” She conveyed a strict severity in her tone that it made it clear that she was deadly serious. Wasting no (more) time, she slipped behind the wheel, and brought the engine to a melodic purr. Soon enough, the passenger door swung upwards, once she was confident Elara had enough time to be entirely crumb free.
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Post by Elara Salisbury on Nov 27, 2023 6:41:16 GMT
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Elara still had her hand out even after Ingrid's visible moving away from her, unsure of what to do at this point. Had Elara offended the other woman somehow? Maybe the 'mademoiselle' hated granola? The writer noted Ingrid's insistence on placing waste in the proper place in spite of the state of the city, finding that a little charming, but her brain was running on overdrive now; if steam could be coming from Eel's ears, it would be. She was likely red in the face. "Did I invade her personal space?" Elara *had* gotten close before Ingrid had, and couldn't help but remember the way she had perfumed down those two goons the other day. "Oh..."
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Elara was afraid to confirm her newest suspicion, but there was a free moment where Ingrid wasn't facing her, and Eels had to chance it. She brought her face down a bit closer to her jacket on the one side, arm still lifted forward in offering, and took a quick, as-quiet-as-possible smell of herself. The nose-blindness didn't even fully hide it; Elara wasn't rank, per se, but she without a doubt smelled like someone who had been roughing it for days without running water. Now she was *definitely* red in the face, and she could even feel her ears and the back of her neck heating up. This would only contribute to the problem, surely. It wasn't like she could just take a damned shower, but now she was rethinking not collecting more drinking water and just bird-bathing it somehow. Soap should have been a bigger priority to find if spending time around tall fashionistas was a possibility. "Shit." She muttered to herself, begging the new gods (Earth-chan, apparently) that Ingrid wouldn't find further issue.
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Regardless of the heat of embarrassment, Elara felt her soul go a little cold at the mention of bedbugs. Oh, if there were any truer terror to be found in a world in which finding a steam-vac would be difficult. Bedbugs were well capable of surviving the direct sunlight in weather like this, and it's not like there was an easy route to chemically bombing them, resistant as they often were. No, an infestation of the critters in this scenario would prove disastrous, and maybe even ruin a life. Thankfully that hadn't happened, at least yet, and Ingrid had a way of assuaging more than one of Elara's concerns. At the summoning of the car Eel felt confusion, but also relief. This new Earth seemed to work on entirely different rules, magic being real being one of the biggest and strangest ones. The creation of a vehicle in thin air was a bit scary in it's way, having to cope with that being *real*, but it also left Elara feeling a little awe-struck. She wondered what sort of abilities she might develop herself in a place like this. "Yes Miss Karina." Elara crammed the entirety of the granola into her mouth and dutifully stored the wrapper in a receptacle next to the one Ingrid had used before moving to the now open passenger door.
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Elara made sure to finish chewing before speaking further as she settled into the mostly violet seat of Ingrid's ethereal sports car. She almost mentioned that she was surprised (and a bit delighted) that Miss Karina had remembered her name, but held off; she was afraid of seeming *too* anxious at this point, even though she still noticeably fidgeted, giving off the air of someone who wanted to talk more than she was. "This is kind of incredible, Miss." She surveyed the interior, finding it all to be the same general color as the rest of it. "Even your ride is stylish." She wanted to feel the dash and examine further, but wasn't sure what would be too much, so tried to bring it back to the task, offering an open hand for the map. "Shall I navigate?"
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