Setsuna Meioh | Sailor Pluto (
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[A new woman's face make an appearance on the communicator. She is sitting at a cafe in Traverse Town's first district with it propped up against something on the table. She seems fairly comfortable with using it. Her dark hair falls over her shoulders and she brushes it back without thought. A cup of tea can be seen sitting in front of her and she sits before it with an elegant grace about her. She is in fashionable civilian clothes and she offers the broadcast a warm, if small, smile.]
Hello. My name is Setsuna Meioh. I've been filled in on what I believe are the basics of this place and what has been going on. Or at least that this is a very elaborate dream world. I'm afraid the Moogle could not give me much information on who was here or who would be a good person to speak with about the current problems that result in people being pulled into dreams that are not there own. Or why they are being attacked in them for that matter.
[She sighs, letting it turn into an action that cools her tea. She raises the cup to her lips, sips, and then sets it back down, she looks down at the tea with a pensive expression.]
I thought I was done worrying about being attacked in my dreams. I suppose my prediction that the peace would not last was accurate.
[She looks up. Trying to appear cool, calm, and collected. It's fairly successful except for the tiny bit of worry in her eyes.]
I'll be at this outdoors cafe if you would like to meet in person. I do prefer speaking that way over communication devices like this...but I can understand if you are shy to meet me. I only wish to have more information.
[The feed will end there. If persons are in the First District of Traverse Town feel free to sit and join her. The bag the moogle gave her rests on the table and obviously she hasn't made her Dream Eater yet. Perhaps you would like to give her some advice]
Hello. My name is Setsuna Meioh. I've been filled in on what I believe are the basics of this place and what has been going on. Or at least that this is a very elaborate dream world. I'm afraid the Moogle could not give me much information on who was here or who would be a good person to speak with about the current problems that result in people being pulled into dreams that are not there own. Or why they are being attacked in them for that matter.
[She sighs, letting it turn into an action that cools her tea. She raises the cup to her lips, sips, and then sets it back down, she looks down at the tea with a pensive expression.]
I thought I was done worrying about being attacked in my dreams. I suppose my prediction that the peace would not last was accurate.
[She looks up. Trying to appear cool, calm, and collected. It's fairly successful except for the tiny bit of worry in her eyes.]
I'll be at this outdoors cafe if you would like to meet in person. I do prefer speaking that way over communication devices like this...but I can understand if you are shy to meet me. I only wish to have more information.
[The feed will end there. If persons are in the First District of Traverse Town feel free to sit and join her. The bag the moogle gave her rests on the table and obviously she hasn't made her Dream Eater yet. Perhaps you would like to give her some advice]
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I don't exactly know everyone, but most folks here are pretty cool. They come from all kinds of places, all kinds of backgrounds.
... Hell. This is gonna sound weird, but some of 'em ain't even human. And I don't mean the Moogles, either.
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[It wasn't really the non humans that bothered her...at least not at the moment. It was still good to know what to expect though.]
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[Well, that was certainly a new one. She wasn't sure now which one struck her as stranger: world of ponies or the spaceship. Actually, no, it was probably the pony world.]
Is it dangerous or is there simply another reason that deters you from returning there?
[Dangers in space aren't exactly new to her after all, though certainly not on a SHIP. She blinks in surprise, sitting up at this new information.]
You get turned into a pony? That does sound strange. But it's the only world that is like this, right?