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[Briefly a bearded face could be seen on the monitor before the image became blurred, then black before it was facing the ground. Then it flipped back over to show the face of a man whose eyebrow was quirked in thought.]

Gotta say that this is a mighty curious device.

[A pause as he looks it over once more. The thing would certainly put that Edison fellow back in the States to shame. That being said, or rather thought, Ethan figured that he may as well use the device for what it was meant to be used for.]

But I suppose that I should be gettin' right to the point. Anyone friendly out there who can at least hear this? [May as well try and start meeting with the residents.]

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[Vanessa cannot contain her surprise, or pleasure, at seeing none other than Ethan Chandler's bearded visage flash across the screen of her device. She didn't handle it often, preferred face to face conversation over that of one via the hand held communication tool, but she was glad she had decided to fiddle with it today.]

Ethan Chandler.

[A wide smile can be seen, but not much more for a few minutes until she realizes she needs to pull the device back from her face.]

How clever of you to figure out the device so swiftly. The doctor and I struggled with it at first, I still do.

[Vanessa, smiling? Well this has really earned its name "Wonderland" in Ethan's book. And for only just a few short minutes of his arrival!]

Well my dear, Miss Ives. If I might say that it is a right pleasure to be seein' you here.

[His own smile widened, and then even further at her compliment. Really all he did was press the buttons, one at a time to find out which did what.]

The good doctor is here as well then, is he? Then it seems we have all found ourselves on yet another adventure together. But I must also begin by asking if you would care to enlighten this man as to what has taken us?

[Her smile didn't falter, she was delighted that Ethan was here, even if it were do to with her selfishly wanting people around her that she knew.]

Yes, Doctor Frankenstein is here. And another from our world.

[She didn't elaborate on that, and wouldn't unless he asked. Vanessa knew, at some point, he'd come into contact with Dorian Gray. And, while she was doing her best to keep away, she wouldn't judge Ethan if he didn't do the same.]

We should do this in person, I'd prefer it.

[Well this was certainly a surprise if he ever had one. Then again, considering what their rag tag group has been through, perhaps not.]

I'd say talking in person would be far more pleasant.

[If he can find her, of course.]

The tea room on the first floor?

[She would get Victor, and the three of them could meet there. It was good a place as any.]

I will locate Doctor Frankenstein, and meet you there.

[Vanessa turned off her device, and went in search of the doctor. They would both be already waiting for him.]

[The face that pops up on Chandler's screen is that of a woman in her early twenties with very fair coloring: hair so blonde it's almost white, pale skin, wide blue eyes. Her expression is interested, and not unfriendly.]

I didn't really understand it when I found it either.

You just got here, didn't you? Where are you from?

[He doesn't sound like he's from anywhere she's from, but it's polite to ask people about themselves, most of the other rules about introductions are off the table here, and she already feels something in common with someone who has never seen devices like this before.]

[Well hello there good looking. If it wasn't too early then Ethan would turn the charm on max right now. But instead he just gives her a small, friendly smile in return. There's still a bit of charm to it, of course. Always looking to impress and be kind to a lady is his thing.]

I have, though it's kinda hard to say where I'm from. Ya see I move around a lot.

[Not entirely a lie. But Ethan did just meet her. For all he knows there's more to her than just a pretty face. Of course there usually is, in his experience, even the most plain person has a story of their own to tell. And if there is one thing that he knows about, it's tall tells and hidden truths.]

If I might introduce myself first, however, my name is Ethan Chandler.

[Elsa's smile is usually somewhere between "prim and circumspect" and "open" -- but it rarely makes it all the way to "open." The quiet, slightly closed one is the smile she rewards him with now.]

Hello, Mr. Chandler. My name is Elsa. [After a slight pause, she chuckles one small chuckle, then continues.] Just Elsa. [It's not the custom for her family to use any kind of family name.]

What kind of places have you seen? I'd never really had the chance to travel before I came here. It sounds exciting.

[Her intellectual curiosity wars with a nature that is still, sometimes, a little bit retiring. She could probably travel now, if she were at home, but that would be for the first time in her life. All the great cities of the world have been illustrations in books to her, except the bits and pieces that she's experienced through Wonderland. And maybe she's more of a wilderness creature, regardless -- maybe Arendelle is the perfect degree of civilization for her. She has books and china teacups there, but the forest and mountains aren't too far away.

On the other hand, someone who moves around a lot... did they want to, or did they have to? Someone you've just met is someone you've just met, someone you don't know, even if they seem very charming so far. Either way, the subject interests her.]

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Quite the pleasure to be making your acquaintance Miss Elsa. Now I would take your hand in greeting, but such as things are currently, I am unable to do so.

[If she didn't want to give a full name then that was fine with him, she would most like have her own reasons for doing so. Whether they be cultural, a far more nefarious reason, or just because she simply had a slip of kind or didn't want to do so.]

As far as where I have been, well I've been to far too many places for me to count. I've been to small towns and villages and barren wastes to large cities.

[A brief pause in his words interrupted him as he became a bit wistful and appeared lost in memory. Really it was all an act, a show for the young lady he was conversing with currently.]

Though I have a sad feeling that you may not be able to recognize the geography. On the other hand, I feel as though ya may recognize the geography of the place I currently have found myself in. [An attempt to try and stead things back to what he currently wanted and needed. Perhaps later, when he didn't lack in knowledge, he would share his own wealth of information and knowledge that he had picked up.

And perhaps they wouldn't be strangers, or worse, adversaries, by then.]

That's all right.

[She's gotten as far as letting people shake her hand, now, without being worried that she'll hurt them somehow, or that by touching her, they'll know. Still, it's easier to shy away from being touched. The system of communication was new to her, but it would have been convenient when she was younger. How would things have been different?

Maybe she would have just broken the device. She moves on to the other subject.]

I guess it's true that I know my way around Wonderland now... for the most part. Sometimes it's hard to keep track of what's happening here. Things can change very suddenly... but the major landmarks usually stay put.

Where are you right now? I mean... what's around you?

[OOC: I AM SO SORRY.]

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Near what I reckon to be the front doors.

[Well, that's not difficult.]

Have you seen much of the grounds... the beach? There's a garden and a forest, too. And the Vendors, but I suppose you wouldn't have seen those yet.

[Sometimes he enjoys to keep things simple, and easy. It made life a bit better at times.]

Nope, can't say that I have. Just started to fiddle around with this here device.

[Her eyes narrow a little: she's thinking something over. Her next words come out sounding a little more careful.]

This is going to sound like a funny question, but I promise it's related to everything else. Is magic normal for you? Have you seen that kind of thing before?

Not sure, I've seen more than a few strange things in my time.

[Which might include magic. If one could consider demons, vampires and werewolves magical.]

[OH THEY QUALIFY.]

Well -- to begin with, there's a skylight in the foyer.

It's beautiful, but it isn't real. I've been on the roof above it, and it's solid up there. Just a roof.

And when you go to the dining room, the food just appears in front of you. Anything you want. It's the same with your closet: whatever you want is usually there.

[Elsa's needs in relation to her closet are usually modest, and as such, she hasn't yet run up against its limits.]

[Then he has seen magical things!]

That last one sounds quite handy. Anythin' shows up? Just outta the blue?

[The first one sounded rather handy as well, but for different reasons. That being said, as lazy as he wants to be, Ethan would also enjoy cooking his own food, thank you very much.]

[What's even in the magical food! As far as she can tell, food, but you really can't be sure... still, she likes the lingonberry crepes.]

Well, maybe not anything, but most things, like clothes, and... oh, I've asked for supplies that I needed for my dog. A leash and a basket.

There are also the Vendors... they deal in things that are harder to get from the closets. I haven't dealt with them myself, though.

They're a little bit unsettling. Do you like books?

[He's wondering if that includes guns.]

Ifin I can get my hands on one, would depend on the book.

I hear you. You'll have to decide whether or not I'm friendly, though.

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[A quirk of an eyebrow, well hello there.]

Only way for me to do that is to make ya an acquaintance, I suppose.

Sounds fair.

[She smiles faintly.] So, you got a name?

[His own lips wind up into his own smile.]

I do, it's Ethan Chandler. And may I ask for yours?

Faye Valentine.

[Her smile grows.]

If you're looking for information about this place, I'm probably not the best one to get it from. I haven't been here much longer than you have.

Nonsense, I'm certain that you must've heard things that others have not.

When I got here, they told me this city steals memories.

Steals memories? Any idea how that ones supposed ta work?

[ Damon matches Ethan's accent for a moment in a playful mock: ] A mighty curious device indeed.

[ And then he's back to being his usual asshole self. ] Welcome to Facebook for the crazies.

Ain't it just? [If he felt phased by the mocking he didn't show it. But it should be noted that he has no clue what Facebook.]

Thanks for the welcome.

( that is certainly not an accent she has heard before! attempting to place it yields no result, and elizabeth's curiosity is engaged. )

I must agree with you on this matter, sir! I am yet in the process of mastering it, myself.

( she smiles brightly. )

At court, I am generally thought of as friendly. What about you?

Me? Well I don't know how I'm thought of at court.

[And if Ethan has his way he never will. Though he has a pretty good idea.....]

That bein' said, I consider myself to be friendly towards those who are friendly in kind, young miss.

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