Molly Carpenter (
talentsgirl) wrote2012-05-24 05:52 pm
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[ Action, Voice ] "You! What planet is this?"
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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.]
[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.]
[voice]
...but these journal pictures are so tiny.]
What about these?
[She opens up the filter for her so that this stranger can see the scattered phrases of other languages.]
[voice]
Saten listens to the phrases for a couple moments. ]
Each are half Unaligned. The other half doesn't sound like any language from my world.
[ She has a good idea of what Light sounds like even if she can't understand it, and none of what the woman said seems to match.
... And of course, the names of the languages also are lost to her, since said places don't exist, and even if they did, languages aren't named by region. ]
[voice]
[That is INTERESTING.]
Well, thanks. I appreciate the help.
[voice]
[voice]
That only ups the urge to snark. She spends too much time around her boss. Resist, Molly, resist!]
If we did, we wouldn't need to name them - like with you, you said you heard me speaking in 'unaligned?' That means there must be an 'aligned,' right?
[voice]