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[ She couldn't say she'd ever heard, read, or seen something like this happen before. It was strange. One minute she'd been finally experiencing that little piece of the world she could see from her tower, and then...well, then she was here. She doesn't even know where here is, really, and the only thing she knows for sure is that Flynn didn't seem to come along with her. She's kind of worried, so she fiddles around with her communicator while she tries to think of a plan. She has no idea what it does, but it's pretty neat! ]

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[ And then she manages to switch from text to video without really realizing it, having a grand time fiddling around with the strange device. It was unlike anything she'd ever seen before! And it was a welcome distraction. For all she knew, there were thugs waiting outside the door... ]

Hey Pascal, what do you think this thing is supposed to do--Pascal? [ She looks to her shoulder where Pascal should have been, only to find that Pascal is nowhere to be found. Which wasn't good, it meant she was actually stuck here by herself. She could deal with Flynn being gone, she didn't know him very well as it was. But Pascal had been by her side for a long, long time and...who would give her advice? Help her along? Be there to listen and play games with her? ]

Okay, this isn't funny, Pascal. You can come out now. [ ... ] Pascal? ...Anyone?

[ She stands up quickly and starts to search around, hoping the little guy was just poking around the room she'd found herself in--but as a result she stops paying attention to her surroundings and runs into a set of chimes, toppling over with them and taking a few other instruments along for the ride.

The feed ends with a loud crash. Whoops??? ]

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[ The sounds of crashing and instruments toppling over is what attracts Vincent's attention more than any network posts. He's not really in the habit of checking his device often anyway, but investigating strange noises? Man, he is all over that.

... he is probably not the best person to be peaking in on Rapunzel, as he's very tall, dark and gloomy, but at least he's not a thief and a brigand?

In any event, hearing the noises, he opens the door from where they came and peers in. His first thought is that that is an extreme overabundance of hair. His is pretty long and scraggly, but these piles of golden hair really take the cake. It's only after that that he notices the poor girl in a heap of instruments. ]

... are you all right?

[ Oh boy... ]

Are you okay?

[ She's pushing herself up off the ground when he speaks, rubbing at her elbows a little before working to untangle the few chimes that were now wrapped up in strand of her hair. She jumps a little at the voice, turning to him quickly. She doesn't have her frying pan, so she can't really hold it out as a warning, so she takes a small step back instead, to put a little distance between them.

Because he...was kind of intimidating. But she couldn't see any sharp, pointy teeth, so maybe he was okay? He wasn't attacking her or demanding her hair, so...

She gives him a nervous little smile, nodding as she starts to pull her hair closer, untangling anything that might be stuck as she goes. ]

Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little sore from the fall. [ Luckily there was enough hair around to help cushion her little tumble. ]

[ OHHH MANNN that sure is a disembodied voice. She doesn't realize it's coming from the communicator, so as soon as she pulls herself up off the ground she starts to look around the room. ]

Hello? Um--[ Yeah there is no one there... ] Are you a ghost?

Uhhh...no?

[ Not anymore, anyway, but he's not about to say that. He's just....going to stare at the floor for a bit. ]

I'm using a device to talk to you. It should be somewhere near where you are.

[Martha has no idea who Pascal is, let alone the blond girl who seems to have not realized that she turned her mobile's video function on. Between that and the gibberish text that's come through, she's going to guess this is someone who isn't that used to technology. Or perhaps just to a different kind of technology.

She's about to try and explain, but then the girl goes crashing into a set of instruments -- she's in the music room, then.

Martha could just go there, but she holds back, figuring that it might be embarrassing for someone to walk in on you when you're tangled up with a xylophone or whatever else it might be.]

It... sounds like you might need some help. Are you all right?

Hm.

[ He watches her for several moments, still a bit taken aback by the hair, but ... well, he's seen stranger things. ]

... do you need any help?

[Emma winces as the unfamiliar girl crashes into the chimes and topples forward. What a welcome.]

Hey, you okay over there?

[She can give the rundown after she's sure the girl doesn't have a concussion.]

Don't hurt yourself.

...Uh, are you okay? And uh, I don't think there's any Pascal here, actually...

[ Rapunzel jumps a little at the voice--and moving picture--coming out of the little piece of technology in her hand, and when she looks down, she's surprised to see a different face then had been on there just seconds before. How many different people could see through this little thing, anyway?

There's a moment's hesitation as she pokes at a few buttons, the video turning off and on a few times before she's finished. The strange, seemingly magical device was definitely something she would have to get used to. Not that she knows how to react to it. Should she speak louder, or can the person on the other end her just fine? ]

I'm fine! I'm--just a little lost, I guess.

[ Lost is the understatement of the century. ]

[ Another person's in there! Or on the other side of it, if she's understanding them correctly. Regardless, she makes sure to check herself over once more and smooth out her dress before answering ]

Yeah, I don't think I hurt anything. I had a pretty soft landing.

[ And even if she had been hurt, she would have been able to heal herself easily enough. ]

[ Nevermind hurting herself, because when she does look back to the device she finds something completely unexpected---words! Words she knows she didn't type. ]

you can write back!

Yeah, I--[ She quickly switches gears at Pascal's name. ] How do you know he's not here? Wouldn't he have come with me?

Then how--[ A device? Oh! He must mean that thing she was fiddling with. Looking around she spots it at her feet, scooping it up--and nearly dropping it again when she sees a person on it. ]

I can see your face?

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Um--[ She thinks about that a moment, eyeing him a little to see if he showed any sign of having an ulterior motive.

But aside from looking kind of intimidating, he seems okay, so she holds the hair in her arms out for him to take. ] Well, could you hold this? Just for a minute, I need to get the rest of the tangles out. [ Because if she leaves this many in, it'll be a pain to brush later.

Annnnd, well, she thinks there might be a clarinet or something still stuck somewhere. ]

Uh...yeah.

[ Obviously, she has never seen such a thing before so he'll try to explain simply. ]

It's called a 'video'. You can see moving pictures with it and talk to other people.

You just got here, right?

Most people can write, can't they?

[ Huh, well that's... not exactly what he expects, and he's actually a bit worried about getting his claw caught in her hair, but well, there's nothing for it but to be careful. So he nods and takes her hair as carefully as he can manage, holding it gingerly. ]

... good luck.

[ He knows tangles can be a pain, though he's pretty sure whatever tangle woes he's had (or not, since he doesn't really take much care of his hair usually) are more than dwarfed by hers. ... especially considering that clarinet - or is it an oboe? He's not really sure... ]

[When the feed turns off and on again a number of times, Martha just does what she can to wait patiently. But... this is the most technologically challenged person she's come across here so far. Were all the people who were from the past or less advanced worlds like this when they first came here?

Someone needs to teach her how to properly use her PDA, and fast.]

Don't worry, everyone's lost when they first get here. Did you want me to come find you? I could... at least show you around, even if I can't get you home.

You okay?

[Well, color Ruby worried. This looks like a pretty damn young girl, and that's worrisome enough on any given day in this place. Plus her clothes... Let's just say Ruby's reminded of the Enchanted Forest, and that's another bucket of worrisome, honestly.]

I'm afraid your friend probably isn't here, sorry.

That's good. There are bigger things to worry about here than some stray chimes. You'll have to be careful.

[She's sympathetic, though. Showing up here can be pretty disorienting.]

New arrival, right? I'm Emma.

Bigger? You mean like...[ Her voice grows a touch quieter. ] thugs?

[ Suddenly, she's really worried. She'd felt safer, traveling outside the tower with someone who wasn't what her mother had told her the people outside were like. But now she had to worry about things here, too? ]

Oh, but I guess you could say that. I'm Rapunzel.

Yeah, I'm fine. I just wasn't expecting all this stuff to be here. [ Or to suddenly be in a building. That was kind of unnerving, especially when she was supposed to be worried about what was outside her tower. ]

But wouldn't he have come with me? [ He didn't usually leave her shoulder, so why... ]

well, yes, i suppose they can. ive never seen something like you write before, though.

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