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hanna scares chuck norris (adaptordie) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2011-09-16 15:40:00

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erik lehnsherr, hanna heller

WHO: Hanna Heller and Erik Lehnsherr
WHAT: Erik is curious about the newest arrival.
WHEN: An hour or so following this.
WHERE: Just outside the clinic.
RATING: TBD
STATUS: In Progress

Adapt or die. That was Hanna's motto, had been her way of life for as far back as she could remember. She had been raised to fight, to kill, to access a situation with a glance and respond accordingly. Until very recently, she had never seen technology of any capacity and yet, since leaving her home with her father in the forest, she had already learned how to operate a great many new and wondrous things. Yet for all of her adapting, for all of the learning she had done during her mission to avenge her mother's murder, Hanna had never expected anything like this.

Colligo wasn't unlike some of the other cities she'd seen since leaving the forest. However it was a city with two moons overhead and strange creatures that she had never before encountered. The people were nice, though, and so far she hadn't seen anyone who posed a real threat to her safety. However that hardly meant she was going to let her guard down and assume the bad people weren't still out there, somewhere. After all, Marissa Wiegler had many associates who would not be happy to learn of her demise. It was only a matter of time before they decided to take their vengeance. And, although Hanna really was tired of the killing, in a small way she welcomed that day if only because it was far more normal to her than anything else she'd experienced once parting ways with her father what felt like a lifetime earlier.

Disembodied voices that seemed to belong to fellow captives had kept her company via the small device she'd been given upon her arrival but when she approached the clinic she turned it off. The gunshot wound just above her hip wasn't very painful, considering, but the girl knew it needed to be looked at and properly treated so it wouldn't become infected. So while she was loathe to trust anyone in this strange, new place, Hanna still stepped inside the facility and made her way hesitantly to the desk. A few stitches and some clean bandages later, making it clear that she was not staying overnight despite the doctor's claims that she really should, the sixteen-year-old re-emerged onto the streets of Colligo.

She hesitated just outside the doors of the clinic. Peering down at her PDA with a thoughtful expression, she shoved it back inside the pocket of the light jacket she was wearing. She would examine it more later. For now, she wanted to walk and try to make sense of the city and all it entailed. After all, the only way to survive was to adapt and the only way she could hope to do that was by learning all she could about her new surroundings. So with that thought in mind, Hanna pulled the hood of her jacket over her almost-white mess of hair and began making her way down the street.

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adaptordie
2011-09-18 01:30 am UTC (link)

Personal Digital Assistant. Hanna had never heard of such a device before. She knew of the telephone through books but had only just encountered one for the first time a week or so ago. She understood that there were smaller phones that were portable, though she wasn't positive of their name either. This Personal Digital Assistant seemed similar but not quite the same.

"Are you from the forest too?" she asked somberly as she slid the device back into her jacket pocket. Hanna had never met anyone else who had lived as secluded of a life as she had lived. The thought of such a thing was a fascinating one, though something told her that likely wasn't why he'd never seen the device before. He certainly didn't have the same feel to him that someone who had lived life entirely outside of civilization. There was, however, a feeling of something she could relate to, something that made his presence more bearable than that of others. She just couldn't put her finger on it.

As they walked, Hanna unconsciously met him stride for stride so they were in sync with one another and she was neither leading nor lagging. Her attention darted around and took in everything with a fast, calculating glance, memorizing details that seemed they might prove important in helping her adapt to life in such a strange place.

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wealreadyare
2011-09-20 08:48 pm UTC (link)

Forest? Erik considered the question carefully as he couldn't exactly say no. He'd been of many places over the years, but he doubted that she meant exactly where his mind was traveling. So he shook his head in response, "Just from before this sort of technology was in standard practice. This place seems to love to play with time as well as geography," he said before offering he a sideways smile as he slipped ever so carefully back into his natural accent. It wasn't something which he had taken on in quite some time so even as natural as it were, there was a slight rust in it that might have made it seem feigned to the unfamiliar ear. "But I think we are from somewhere similar, at least," He said, offering her a slight smile as they slipped through the crowd that was gathered on the street, lingering near carts filled with various little bits and bobbles from sale.

Erik hadn't really figured out the reason for the existence of carts carrying Colligo souvenirs. It wasn't as though the people who were locals needed them, and the non-locals could hardly take them back to their own reality. The best he could do was chalk it up to being another one of those things just expected to be in a city. At least the music echoing out of the shops whose doors were open to the fall breeze was enough to distract this thoughts from things like that.

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adaptordie
2011-09-21 02:14 am UTC (link)

Hanna hesitated, unsure precisely how much she should reveal to this man. He was still a stranger, after all, yet she still couldn't ignore the connection she felt toward him. Reminding herself that neither her father nor the threats she'd faced back home were present within the city - at least, not as of yet - she finally opted for as much of the truth as she dared to give. Enough, perhaps, to explain a bit about herself but not so much as to tell her entire tale without knowing whether or not he was safe to trust with such details.

"I was born in Leipzig," she finally admitted. "I am supposed to say that is where I live, now. But..." She hesitated, only briefly, before finally saying what she desperately wanted to say despite her reservations that it would someday be her undoing. "I grew up in the forest, where it was very, very cold, with my father." Who wasn't really her father, though Hanna wasn't about to admit such things to anyone, even a stranger who had shown her nothing but kindness thus far.

"We did not have technology. No telephones, no radio. Nothing." She snorted, ever so softly. "The first time I saw a light switch, I thought it was magical." Realizing how primitive that made her sound, she corrected with, "I knew what it was, understood the science behind it from my father's books, but knowing and seeing are two very different things." She paused then, intent on perhaps saying a bit more until something else caught her attention.

Music. Not the sort she'd heard on the television the first time she'd been introduced to such things. Not the same she'd heard Sophie and her family singing during their trip while she was hiding, either. No, this was something different. Soft, airy, and quite possibly the most beautiful thing Hanna could ever remember hearing. She went still at the sound, slowly turning her gaze toward the shops with a look of wonder passing over her fair features. "What is it?" she asked after a breathless moment of pause, glancing back at Erik with insatiable curiosity shining in her eyes.

"It is music, isn't it?"

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wealreadyare
2011-09-22 09:46 pm UTC (link)

Leipzig? Had he ever been to Leipzig? It was more than likely, though possible that he could have just passed through without retaining in particular memory of the place, but none of that really held a firm weight on what she was saying. There were a few forests that came to mind in the area that she could have been speaking of, but very cold seemed to point to a consistent cold, and none of that held with Leipzig. Even with possible shifting climates over time periods, that city was as seasonally balanced as most along that latitude, and he couldn't see even the most remote places being able to keep themselves completely technology free. Not without a great deal of effort.

As his mind turned over the other potentials there, he had to pause at her question and reaction, a soft smile blossoming on his features at the wonder in hers, "It is," He said, his gaze flickering between the open doors but not exactly able to pinpoint exactly which the sound was echoing out of. But that wasn't really any trouble. Not when the solution was right in front of his face. "I'm sure if you find where it's coming from, they would be more than willing to tell you what sort of music it is. And there's a music shop not to far from here where you could pick up a copy to listen to later."

The simplest solution to cover up his own ignorance and make it more fun. Turn it into a game.

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adaptordie
2011-09-30 03:15 am UTC (link)

Hanna wasn't certain if she liked the music she was hearing quite enough to want to get her own copy of it, but she certainly enjoyed taking him up on the challenge of locating the origin of the shop where it was currently playing. Which, really, it wasn't much of a challenge for her when it came right down to it. She simply turned her body slightly, head tilting to the side and eyes sliding closed for the briefest of moments as she allowed her senses to reach outward in search of where the music was the loudest.

"There," she said as she reopened her eyes, arm raised as she pointed at one of the shops in the row. "The music is coming from that one." And immediately she began moving that way, glancing up at the name of the store - Vito Italia - before stepping inside to the soft beep of a sensor in the doorway.

When one of the sales girls noticed her, there was a brief moment of hesitation in the woman's expression as she took in Hanna's less than top of the line attire, before she began to make her way over. The look, however, quickly changed to one of shock, then ultimately pleasantness, when Hanna immediately switched to Italian to inquire about the song. A few exchanges later and she thanked the woman, turning and casting a small smile to Erik as she once again stepped back out onto the street.

"Opera," she stated, partially to herself and partially to Erik as she belatedly realized he might not speak Italian fluently enough to have followed the brief exchange within the store. "It is a song from an opera singer. Luciano Pavarotti performing 'O sole mio'." She smiled softly once more. "I have heard his name, know about him, but I did not realize that his voice was so..." She struggled for a word.

"Powerful." Her gaze flickered across the street as she grew thoughtful for a moment before suddenly seeming to snap out of whatever daydream she'd allowed herself to briefly enjoy. "I believe I should continue on to my room," she said decidedly. "I will obtain a copy of his music another time."

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