mandalus :: the city of fates.

[ The forest must be a familiar sight by now. Today's lucky recipient of the fashion nightmare ceremonial robes is one Kaylee Frye, currently looking as if she's just having herself a nice little nap, curled up on the ground. She wakes slowly, and for several minutes she just ... keeps laying there. To her she doesn't feel awake. Dreams are where you get to float around not actually feeling things, right?

When she lifts her head up at last and sees the C'Meni priests and priestesses watching her she lets out a startled cry and tries to sit up quickly so she can back away. Her hands claw at the ground as she scoots backwards. The last time she came across someone all robed and mysterious it didn't go so well. A priestess comes forward. ]

Your hands, Honored Guest! They're bleeding.

No they ... ain't [ her voice trailed off as she looks down and sure enough in her mad little scramble she scraped her hands all to hell. ] But I don't feel a thing. How-? [ She lifts her hands up to get a look at them. A few of the scrapes should have her wincing and making a fuss but she really doesn't feel a thing. Come to think of it she doesn't smell a thing either. No coppery blood smell. No forest smells ... ]

What's goin' on? [ She tries to stand up but it's very awkward when you can't feel your feet. Or anything. ]

( cut for deeeeaaaath and some gore )

[ When the video starts up the angle is really off-kilter. This is the view a phone sees when someone's hand is just hanging at their side, clutching the device. From what can be picked up by the camera it's a lovely view. An open park space in the Venetian District, given the architecture of the one building that barely shows in the background.

To Kaylee it's currently the worst sight in the city.

There should be a building here. A training ring. A fountain at the bottom of the steps with an ornate assassin symbol on the stone wall face.

It's all gone, along with one name in the contacts list. Her 'brother'.

The view shifts as she slowly walks towards the only oddity in the open space. There is a large trunk with a smaller, ornate box and a duffel bag on top of it. Beside the trunk is the little bot Tony made her for Christmas. She moves the duffel so she can sit down heavily on the trunk. These are all her things, though what's in the ornate box she doesn't know, and honestly doesn't care to investigate at the moment. She will later, once she's composed herself enough to figure how to move all her things across the city to ... somewhere. For now it's probably just best she deal with her phone since it's turned on and all. She takes a deep breath. ]

For ... for those of ya that knew him, Desmond Miles has [ sniff ] gone on back home. [ She doesn't want to think about what that really means for him. Same as she pushed away what it meant when Clay was sent away. When Ezio's turn came. ]

( dear starship crew, look it's a spaceship mechanic for hire and she comes bearing the gift of info c: )

[ She makes extra sure to use the voice function for this. Everyone doesn't need to see her puffy eyes from crying, and the healing bruises from her mishap Underground. ]

If any folks want help with monitorin' the network for things just lemmie know. I've done that 'fore back home while folks were out on a job. The equipment was better but I can do somethin' here with this. [ And if she pokes at the scrap of her broken phone maybe she can get something else to help with monitoring. Maybe. It is pretty trashed. ]

I just ... wanna help. Ezio mentioned headin' to his villa in the Venetian District if ya need somewhere safe. Well, I'm here holdin' it down. Even if ya just want a hot meal come on by. I got food, an' I got bandages. Blankets too if ya want a nap.

... stay safe as ya can. Please.

[ No more friends dying please. Thanks. It doesn't help she hasn't heard from everyone ;;

She just keeps wandering around the villa when she feels restless, still limping heavily but at least she can move around. It's something since she's not allowed outside. ]