[Waking up] [Ritsu has no meter by which to process pain. She does have one for sound, though, so she knows that the moan she hears means pain, which means someone nearby is hurting. Teenage male likely. She opens her eyes--
That's new. She doesn't have eyes. Of course she knows the effect, from videos that try and reproduce it, but activating her camera is hardly the same thing. There's a lot of other data she doesn't know how to process, but as she moves what must be her head she realizes - it must be tactile. Olfactory. Whatever has become of her, it's so much data at once she can only shut her eyes to slow down the stream of new information. She hears another moan.]
What...is this...?
[...that voice. Who is that voice? Is that her?!]
[Ash and dust] [Well. Ritsu has made it out of the room she started in. She has not made it far down the hall. It turns out knowing biology and physics is no preparation whatsoever for having to move in a physical body in a real space.
This zig-zagging hall is no help, as the teenage boy takes a single step and is suddenly five steps away - or would be if the wall didn't come sooner. WHAM!!]
[Breathing in the chemicals] [She has reached stairs. Stairs. When she already doesn't know how to move well. So...nope! Nope, we are not doing this right now, thank you, she kind of wants to cry a lot.
So near, though not in front of, the foot of the stairs on E Deck, there is a teenage boy just. Lying on the floor. Making unhappy noises. It's probably fine.]
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[Ritsu has no meter by which to process pain. She does have one for sound, though, so she knows that the moan she hears means pain, which means someone nearby is hurting. Teenage male likely. She opens her eyes--
That's new. She doesn't have eyes. Of course she knows the effect, from videos that try and reproduce it, but activating her camera is hardly the same thing. There's a lot of other data she doesn't know how to process, but as she moves what must be her head she realizes - it must be tactile. Olfactory. Whatever has become of her, it's so much data at once she can only shut her eyes to slow down the stream of new information. She hears another moan.]
What...is this...?
[...that voice. Who is that voice? Is that her?!]
[Ash and dust]
[Well. Ritsu has made it out of the room she started in. She has not made it far down the hall. It turns out knowing biology and physics is no preparation whatsoever for having to move in a physical body in a real space.
This zig-zagging hall is no help, as the teenage boy takes a single step and is suddenly five steps away - or would be if the wall didn't come sooner. WHAM!!]
[Breathing in the chemicals]
[She has reached stairs. Stairs. When she already doesn't know how to move well. So...nope! Nope, we are not doing this right now, thank you, she kind of wants to cry a lot.
So near, though not in front of, the foot of the stairs on E Deck, there is a teenage boy just. Lying on the floor. Making unhappy noises. It's probably fine.]