and the air was full [April, catchall, OPEN]

[ruinsprofessor]

Characters: Raine Sage, OPEN
Date: April, various
Location: Healers' Guild, apartment, sky, other
Situation: a variety! This is definitely your stop for Raine at the Healers' Guild, for sure. Others tba.
Warnings/Rating: None currently; will update as that changes.


A | Healers' Guild | open

Raine, most days of the week, can be found at the Healers' Guild, though rarely at the front desk. Any of the multiple kedan who volunteer or heal here will be happy to point visitors toward Raine's office, however, especially if they have an appointment; even those not strictly looking for Raine will be pointed her way if they express they want to help around the Guild.

Raine can also occasionally be found in the halls, or simply passing through the main entryway, though she will appear somewhat distracted and may take a moment to focus on someone talking to her.

B | errands, out and about -- any sector OR outside Milyn's clinic | open

Basket in one hand, staff in the other, Raine isn't an uncommon sight in markets, or especially in the streets of the Water Sector. She walks quickly, like she's on a mission, but she can't help but turn her steps in Water toward Milyn's clinic.

She doesn't go in, but she stands across the street for a long time, a distantly troubled expression on her face.

C-1 | Hatal, Lorn Level | open

Raine's been spending some more time in Hatal, lately, but this-- this startles her. A group of Kin'nal are experimenting with something she recognizes-- a strange vehicle that looks somewhere between a motorcycle and a butterfly or dragon, and a small pack. "Excuse me," Raine says, hardly able to believe she's saying it. "I-- believe those are mine."

Anyone in the vicinity will shortly thereafter be witness to a peculiar sight, as Raine takes the pack and runs her hands over it. Yes, there are her initials, graven besides the silhouette of a wing. She manipulates it just so, and the entire vehicle vanishes into it, in a curious sliding of matter. Raine lets out a sigh of relief. "Thank you," she tells the Kin'nal, who are more or less happy to let her take it, though she does insist on giving them some recompense.

She doesn't know what her rheaird is doing here, but it's a stroke of luck.

C-2 | skies over Keeliai | open to those with flight capabilities

Raine wastes no time in making sure it works as it should, and anyone in the sky or even looking up at the right time may catch sight of her. It works like a charm, and she handles it with the ease of practice as she skims over the city, mindful of the safe distance. She likes flying, a great deal more than she likes anything to do with swimming, and the rheaird is a small-impact piece of magitechnology, one that doesn't put an undue drain on her environment.

She indulges herself with a loop, when she thinks no one could possibly see.

D | apartment, Earth sector | Solomon

It's one of those days when Raine comes home after Solomon; she announces her return with a quiet "I'm home" from the door, and sets about putting her things away. Her jacket gets hung by the door, since things are warming and she really doesn't need it indoors, her staff leans next to it, and she idly orients on Solomon's mana -- his study, unsurprising -- and heads that way, turning the day over in her head as she does.

"Some days, I wonder about the wisdom of working in the Water sector," she says wryly, half to herself though it's aloud, and she leans in the doorway. Open, so he isn't involved in something he'd mind being interrupted. "How did your day go?"

[ooc: feel free to tag in to any one of these, or, if none suit, shoot me a pm or a pp at makaricrow and we can work something out! I'd love new CR as well as old.]

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[amberdrake]

Amberdrake opened the book and... stared at the writing. He'd been exposed to just enough English on Haven and Baedal to pick out some of the meaning. Here and there, a word made sense. Here and there, a word almost made sense.

"If I had time with it, I could read it," Amberdrake glanced up, "I don't suppose there are any other copies of your notes? Or I could come by to study it until I can make my own copy."

Or perhaps he could copy it without even being able to read it? The letters all had distinct enough shapes. He considered it, thumbing through a few pages. There were so many languages he was going to need to learn here, even just in their written forms. It wouldn't be the first time, at least.

[ruinsprofessor]

"I have another copy of that particular set of notes," Raine reassured him, with a little smile. They were useful, and that was why she offered. "I'd like them back eventually, but take the time you need to. If you have too much difficulty with the language, many of the Foreigners are familiar with it, so you shouldn't have much trouble finding someone to help. But you do have some grounding with it already?" That was interesting; usually it seemed to be all or nothing, but if he had been traveling then she supposed it made sense.

[amberdrake]

"Then I will return it when I have made a copy," Amberdrake smiled in return, and closed the little book in his hands. "Thank you. And yes, this was a very common language on two of the other worlds I have been on. I never had the time to properly study it, but I have a knack for picking up such things, a little bit at a time, here and there."

It was part of what had made him such a good diplomat to the Haighlei Empire. Drake strove to understand people, and that included the languages they used.

[ruinsprofessor]

"How much world traveling have you done, prior to this?" Raine inquired, her curiosity piqued in the wake of all the matters of initial import being handled. It was hardly a common thing, especially considering that her world had only ever been one world, in truth.

"Thank you-- don't feel you have to rush," she added. "If you have questions, either regarding the language or the contents, I'm often here, or you can get in touch with me via radio or console. I'm happy to help."

[amberdrake]

"This is the third world besides my own that I have woken up on," Amberdrake tucked the little book against his side. "I have gone back to my own a few times, when I was still on the first of these strange worlds. But not since then. I know that most lose their memories when they are sent somewhere else... not so, for me. Not yet, at least."

It was a fate he was well aware of, looming over his head. Drake wouldn't willingly forget a single thing! But would he have a choice? No. Sanzo and his forgetting the kestra'chern was proof enough of that.

[ruinsprofessor]

"I don't suppose," Raine began, and stopped. He'd said it as if he had no control over it; what were the chances he would have any knowledge of how he'd retained those memories?

Slim. But she asked anyway. "Do you have any idea how you've held on to your memories thus far?" she asked. There was a note of hope in it, mostly covered by resignation. "There are a number of us here who would rather not lose our own, and if there's any way of telling..."

[amberdrake]

"No," Amberdrake folded his hands together, and inclined his head, "I know the first time it was an error on the part of the Powers. Why I have retained them since... I do not know."

[ruinsprofessor]

"The Powers?" Raine inquired, as a point of clarification. Context made the concept more or less evident, but lacked nuance.

She held back disappointment, since she had known it was something of a long shot anyway. "If you're amenable," she began, hesitated, and proceeded anyway. "There are certain people here who have the ability to perceive souls, and memory is a significant portion thereof. I understand it may be too personal to permit, but if, at some point, you were willing, it might be useful to see how you differ from others in that respect."

She wouldn't suggest meddling with a soul, of course, but if it was only looking... well, it would likely have to wait, in any case. Raine shook her head. "It's only a thought," she said.

[amberdrake]

"The people who, on Haven, took us from our worlds," Drake clarified.

He listened to Raine's suggestion with a neutral expression on his face, though he inclined his head after, thinking about it. "...Perhaps," he was hardly comfortable with the idea, but if it was potentially useful...

"I guard many secrets that I couldn't permit anyone to uncover," he said, "but if it's merely to see what differs... perhaps."

[ruinsprofessor]

"I suppose I must sound terribly casual about it," Raine said wryly, half-apologetic. "I've spent some time in study of souls myself, though I lack the perceptions some of the others do. The end result is that it's not uncommon for me to deal with matters of the soul in one way or another. And the person I would ask to look I trust without question-- although it should be considered that I am not unbiased, as I love him well enough to marry him. But I understand your reservations, and I won't press you about it. If it happens to come up again later, I'll be curious, but it doesn't need to."

Amberdrake knew where to find her now, at any rate. But they had only just met, and Raine didn't expect him to take her word for any of this, despite her position of relative authority.

[amberdrake]

"I didn't say no," Amberdrake pointed out, "but it's something that will take some consideration. There are others who would be effected, for one reason or another."

[ruinsprofessor]

Raine tilted her head a little, curious without words, but after a moment nodded. "Yes-- of course. Especially if there are others that have the potential to be affected by you. The option isn't going away, at any rate."

And that was everything she needed to bring up with him at the moment, she thought. If there was anything else it could wait. "Thank you," she said then, with a decisive nod.

[amberdrake]

Amberdrake nodded in return, and lifted the book in his hand. "Thanks again for this; I'll take my leave, now. There's much to be done." Not the least was studying said book!

He inclined his head in parting, and then turned to head out.