[ Action, Voice ] "You! What planet is this?"

[talentsgirl]

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[So, after a month or so of study in shifts and things that mess with brains, Molly's ready to try an experiment. She attempts to say each of these in their regular languages: Spanish, Latin, French, and Chinese. All she gets for her efforts are a few words squeaking through Luceti's translation and a headache.]

I'm going to habla en Spanish.

Next to try nonnullus Latin.

I don't know many words in French but here it goes: belle, thanks, Camembert.

...Kung Pao Chicken.

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[She waits a bit for the headache to fade and then makes a general post.]

Two months in this place, and I feel like I'm still just getting my feet wet. I know everyone's getting adjusted with this whole new 'cycle,' but I wonder if a few people wouldn't mind answering a question: What language am I speaking right now?

[And in a bit, Molly will blow off her normal time at the library to enjoy the warm day and glorious weather in a pair of stonewashed cut-off shorts that are just a bit too short and a plain white men's T-shirt. She's roaming in and out of town, until eventually she finds a good hill to meditate on. Two months? Caution's getting thin. It's time to try and contact one of these filial spirits and just... start talking.]

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[talentsgirl]

"That's rhetorical, right?" Molly stood about a bit awkwardly, waiting for the near-stranger to finish getting things together. "Is there anything I can grab?"

[voice]

[talentsgirl]

[...now that's interesting.]

That's a lot better than my Spanish. Thanks.

[She'd be able to replay it and analyze it later - there was something there, she just didn't know what it was.]

[talentsgirl]

Is that a trick question?

[voice]

[talentsgirl]

It depends on who you're speaking to - not what language you're thinking in?

[That's... different. Man, now she can understand why scientists throw such fit at anomalies.

...sorry, did you ask a question?]

[voice]

[talentsgirl]

[...oh right. Syntax and grammar. Whatever is translating this is not only translating the words, but putting them into a properly understandable form.

...for crying out loud.]

I see.

[She needs to think about this some more.]

Thanks, that's - certainly interesting.

[Voice]

[talentsgirl]

It seems like a good theory.

[In that it matches up with her own - what she thinks and what she's observed. So strange...]

[voice]

[grapecape]

What language do you hear yourself speaking?

[And how much does it differ from what he knows? This presents opportunies...]

[voice]

[redjacketthief]

I'm a man of the world--I change languages with my audience. My friends and I speak mostly Japanese or English to each other, because we've all lived extensively in Japan. I hear you talking in English, because something about you feels very American--dunno if Canada or US though.

...so you hear everything in the language you think in? English, right?

[herotypical]

"Bowls? Cupboard above the stove. Unless you prefer your ice cream in a mug..."

[all7seas]

Possibly...........

How tricked do you feel?

[talentsgirl]

[Heh.]

On a scale of one to ten?

[talentsgirl]

"Only if it's cooling off hot chocolate."

She moved to get the bowls.

[all7seas]

Eleven, eh? I should have guessed it!!!!!!!!

[talentsgirl]

Sounds like you did.

[ voice ]

[kyknus]

[ he's trying to listen carefully and that's probably the only reason he notices anything at all. ]

It's different but I don't know how.

[voice]

[selfhelp]

...Man, now I've got the worst craving for Chinese food.

[herotypical]

"See? I'm a fan of the handle. It allows for a unique ice-cream eating experience. But I promise not to force my barbaric ways upon you."

[Voice]

[arturius]

Such as? Trying to escape hasn't got me anywhere yet.

[voice]

[godbent]

[and back to Japanese-] Yeah, no problem. It's a little sad that that and enough of Runic to get by for spells is all I know though.

[voice]

[talentsgirl]

[...pause.]

Runic?

[talentsgirl]

"To each their own, I guess," at which point Molly begins opening up cupboard doors in search of a mug for her host.

[Voice]

[talentsgirl]

Ever heard of board games?

[It's even got a homonym in it.]

[voice]

[talentsgirl]

[...men are so suggestible.]

And we're a long way from take-out.

[ voice ]

[talentsgirl]

[Hmm.]

Well... thanks. For the information, I mean.

[herotypical]

Buffy popped the top of the pint and began digging at it with a wide spoon. The first few spoonfuls were always the most difficult to free up.

"So. I've seen you around the bar, Molly. But you're somewhere in the vicinity of new, right?"