Glayp'neir

Airgetlam takes the strips of clothing, and puzzled, she picks up a strip or two, examining the strange material.

"What is this even made of?" She mumbles. She looks up at Frazil and gives her a nod, then starts folding them in a way that looks neat, though she doesn't exactly know how to go about it without mixing things up.

"So... you have paper money, and a card system for you banking. I think that used to exist in the old world, I don't know though, my knowledge of what came before is a bit more limited than I like. This UN is some kind of empire or large organization of military power?" Admittedly, Frazil threw a lot at her, but its not like its overly complex, just need to find the parallels.

"Um, do you have anybody where you are from with something like this?" She says, pull up her sleeve and showing Frazil her silver arm.

Lox chuckles lightly as he shakes his head. "I know he's not actually made of water, I was just kidding. I was with him in the quarantined zone, his magic seems to mostly be shadow manipulation." Watching RD make a comment, and then hurry into the house, Lox turns to see Jian holding out his hand as me makes a small apology. A small smile forms on Lox's face as he takes Jian's hand and shakes it briefly. "No need to apologize, things have been pretty crazy lately, I understand that sifting through all the newbies isn't exactly priority one when there's girls missing and whatnot. Plus I just figured I'd get acquainted with people at their own pace, no need to rush anything." Lox lets go of his hand and leans his back to the wall once again. "Anyways, it's nice to meet you Jian, my name is Lox."

After introducing himself, Lox watches as RD exits the house with a long rectangular item wrapped in a cloth. Given RD's conversation with Jian about a dagger of some sort he jumps to the obvious assumption of a whetstone under the cloth. He remains silent though, as the situation had nothing to do with him, and he was unsure of what dagger they were talking about.

Jericho starts to ignore what Frazil has to say when she goes on talking about foreign lands and somewhat boring names.  "If you could hold your arms our for me, that would be most helpful" He waits for her to do so and when she does, he moves in closer pulling out the rune that allows him to look though skin, muscle and bone. As he looks though her body, he can see that she is definitely not human. He can see that some of her organs seem to switch from the normal fleshy pink color to light blue. After a bit more examination he backs up a bit and gestures her to put her clothes on.

"From what I saw, everything is as normal as a person made of water becoming made of flesh. Your body and organs are fighting to stay made of water but it is a losing battle. As for now, I would say it is ok for you to leave. If you would let me though, I would like a small sample of your blood. It is up too you."

Jericho then pulls out one of his glass syringes and waits for her answer.

With Jack's usually level of annoyingly persistent levels of curiosity, he listened to muffled speech through the door. He could've sworn he heard something involving nudity but nudity but wrote it off as just his imagination.

"Bah, if only I had the foresight to predict that central would be over run with chaos when moving to this bloody city."

Jack sarcastically joked

"We'd need to check to make sure nothing new has gone wrong in the district, but if everything runs smoothly, all of you are welcome to tag along..."

"just as long as none of you touch the cabinet in my study." He quickly added

Sharpe nodded, shrugging.

"Whatever you say man, your stuff is your stuff, I only want to get this place more furnished, there's zip here right now." He says.

Seeing as how he's going to have to get going soon, he figures he'll run over what's on the agenda for today to keep it fresh in his mind.

1. Look into job regarding a stolen heirloom, specifically from a man by the name of Curtis Copperlean.
2. Take protraction pistol to a protraction-working of sorts, failing that a weaponsmith.
3. Move furniture from Jack's house in Central to the house in the Southern District.
4. Look into what occurred the night previous, relating to the documents and the intruder, maybe even stop by the Trader's Guild HQ.

He stops for a moment, looking up at the ceiling, blankly. He summons a last thought.

5. Question Frazil, see what she knows about certain subjects, see if she has any combat experience. Find out where she got her uniform, and if she has any weapons besides the powers she may or may not have. Provided she has no armaments, find her some armaments.

It all checks out, and while she may be in the house right now, he figures he'll wait until later to carry out his fifth and last task.

Today's going to be a busy day.

Frazil watches Airgetlam inspect the pieces of material. It's Eufiber. It's... well actually it's a long story, but the short version is that it is a living polymer with very, very minor psychic response to a Nova wearing it. It reacts with our powers, and feeds off of the sweat and bacteria and stuff on our bodies, as well as any organic matter that gets on the outside of the suit. It's a kind of symbiote, I guess?

She moves around, letting Jericho position her like a mannequin as his inspection continues, answering any minor questions he asks, while primarily speaking to Airgetlam. In response to Airgetlam's question about the UN, she laughs, Oh they wish. Hell sometimes I wish. No, they're not military at all. It's a diplomatic gathering of the nations of the world. UN stands for United Nations. Military might comes from it's members, and rarely do they all agree on the use of it. Politics are way over my head though, so that's about all I know about it.

When Jericho pulls out his syringe, she looks at him quizzically, idly sticks out her arm and replies, No problem, I already said you could.

She turns back to Airgetlam, making a point of not watching the needle, and takes a glance at her arm. Hun, I was made of water. A silver arm isn't really all that spectacular. Is it cybernetic, or a mutation, or what?

After Jericho finishes his checkup, and pronounces her fit to go, she thanks him, and collects the Eufiber suit from Airgetlam, reapplying it in the reverse of taking it off. As the pieces touch, they blend together seamlessly once more. So, yeah. My priority right now is to get some coin. If one of you could spare some when lunch comes around, and maybe for an outfit?. I mean, I know I look damn good in this, but less conspicuous would be good. I'll pay you back as soon as I find work.

After the checkup, Frazil pretty much follows Airgetlam like a lost puppy, sticking close to the nearest thing to a friend she has here.

As Richard walks back outside he hears Lox introduce himself to Jian and decides not to comment on it, instead he continues where they left off.

"Hm. Sorry bout that, had ta grab somethin' essential in treatin' yer knife, Jian... Now, I dun know much bout' carvin' 'nd whittlin' but i'd reckon' you'd want two different knives fer it, one fer actually shapin' the wood 'nd anutha' fer finer detail. The first would be ah normal sturdy blade, no need fer a guard or a serrated edge or anything special like that, just ask fer a 'wood carvin' knife' all ya need ta do in that aspect is pick one that fits comfortably in yer hand. As fer the second knife, hmm... Ask for a 'whittlin' knife. Its a knife with a very small and fine blade on it. After findin' those, same rule applies, get one that fits comfortably."

After his general explanation, he shrugs and goes back to leaning on the wall a few steps to the left of the entrance, waiting for the others so they can go.

Jian nods to Lox, nodding and smiling. "Indeed, there's been a lot of things happening, still I find it important to introduce myself to every single one equally, who knows how long each one is going to stick around!", he says, shaking hands.

RD then comes back out, Jian nodding to him after hearing him out about what sort of knives to buy and how to go at it when asking for them.

"I see, so two knives it is... That means even more Money to be spent... Eh.", Jian is a bit unhappy about two knives being the best option. But who knows, maybe that will make him improve enough to make an income form from making those charms in the future. He needs more wood to work with too, but he will think about that once he has the tools to forge an item out of them.

"Well, who else will be joining us then?", he then asks, tilting his head at both Lox and RD, "Just asking so I know what the "game plan" will be once we head out to do things."

Airgetlam nods, genuinely intrigued by all the things Frazil's world has to offer already.

"Sounds a bit like what's up in the nation right now. There's the pagan resistance up north, and the Trader's Guild here is exerting more and more influence. There's a farming community a little to the northeast of us here that's trying to break away or at least gain some independence I think." She says. She frowns once Frazil gets to her arm.

"W-well I'm the only person on the continent, to my knowledge that has something like I do, so I don't know what it's like for someone else. As for if it's a cybernetic or mutation... I don't exactly know what that first term is but that second term I don't think is applicable - my arm has been like this since birth. Or at least, that's what I've been told. I don't remember that far back honestly. It's sturdy though, and it feels just like my right arm, and apparently it can resist protraction." She elaborates.

She looks her up and down as she puts her "Eufiber" suit back on and nods.

"Yeah, I can lend you money, I actually wanted to get some clothes today anyway so just another thing to add to the list! You see, I kinda figured that I might sort of look ridiculous as an infiltrator with my current clothing, that and it's not really functional, so I figured I'd get some cargo pants and a shirt and or vest of sorts, more practicality. So while we're at it we can see about getting you some relaxed wear or the like plus an alternative work suit, yeah?"

She beckons Frazil after her as she descends the staircase and sees Sharpe standing there.

"Waiting on us? I thought you said you had stuff to get to?" She asks of him.

Lox smiles and nods along with Jian,"Yeah, that makes sense, kind of a bad idea to avoid knowing the people you're sharing a home with." Once RD begins to speak with Jian, Lox steps back and continues waiting in silence until Jian presents them with another question. "Well I believe Air, and the new girl wish to join us," Lox looks to RD for confirmation before continuing. "As far as the game plan, I personally don't have much of one, I just kinda planned to search the merchants for some supplies I'll be needing. I'm not really sure what everyone else has planned." Lox explains briefly before leaning back to the wall and resuming his silent waiting, allowing for RD to get a few words in.

Lox lets out a slight sigh under his breath as he continues to wait with not much else to do. He was beginning to feel a bit restless as he occasionally fidgeted about, or tapped his foot on the ground, wondering how much longer it would take before they could go.

Jericho watches as the girls rush out the door to go and do their shopping. He chuckles lightly and walks over to his bag and looks though it. He pulls out some stale bread, a vile of blood, some old papers, the book that Jack was looking for among other books and some nicknacks from Atriums past. He sighs when he doesn't see the magnifying glass or any to go with it. "Looks like Atrium sold them, that is a shame. Looks like I now have a reason to go out shopping with the other."

He gets up and heads downs the stairs and just walks past everyone without even looking back. He doesn't need to be shown around this town, he will figure it out. After some wondering, he finds himself deep in the market district. He smiles at the busy district and starts going to stand to tent looking for a supplies to help him study the samples of blood he has. After a bit of searching, he finally finds a small tent that is selling microscope along with beakers, test tubes and slides. He walks over to the person selling the items.

"Good morning." He does a quick bow. "I am looking to buy that microscope along with the supplies to go with it. How much would that cost me?"

Jack was somewhat annoyed by the disorganized chaos

"Well it seems the group as a whole has quite a bizarre shopping list. Everyone, I am going to leave this radar on the table, if the quarantine is still in effect for any bizarre reason, I will return home, if not, regroup and use the radar to track my location. It should lead you to my shop in that case. My apartment is on the second floor...and uh Frazil... I do apologize for my earlier comments, the stress I've been under combined with my super human paranoia has been quite the unhealthy mixture. I would be more than delighted if we could share details of our respective worlds. It would be best if we discussed that at my shop. My brother wanted me to ask if your world has a cartoon genre known as anime."

Jericho walks out of the house and heads off, with no word to anyone and without waiting on anyone. Practically ignoring everyone on the way and makes his way to the market.

The rest of the group assembles and gets ready for a trip to the markets and beyond, to run some errands and conduct more investigations.



The stand Jericho finds himself at, located inside a modest tent at the market. There are various scientific appliances as well as other more uncommon household goods. He begins interacting with the man sitting on a stool. "Sure thing," the man starts. "You're in luck, this is part of a hobbyists kit, only 120 silver pieces, or 1 gold 20."

The man begins packing up the displayed kit into a little briefcase with specific slots to fit all the parts in snug for easy transport. "Not many people usually buy something like this. I'm really quite glad you're interested- my sales haven't been very good lately." he says with an awkward chuckle.

He smirked.

"Heh, well yeah I do but I wanted to make sure you guys were fine and dandy." He shifts his attention over to Frazil.

"He didn't do anything too weird, did he? I hope he didn't. He just shifted in overnight, we all just got to meet him this morning. Doc gave us a heads-up last night but, well, that doesn't completely prepare you for when it actually happens, you probably know that feeling all too well, am I right? Anyway, I want to discuss some things with you later. I feel it would be to our benefit. You'll likely be running with us for a while, might as well have a proper briefing. That'll have to wait though, I got some intel from last night that needs to be addressed and I intend to finish the business I had going last night." He bows, quite unlike a noble, but of the style that was customary within his group in Teyness. A rigid bow, hands to the side, and roughly at a forty-five degree angle.

"My apologies if that's completely alien or at the very least archaic for your world. In fact many of my customs and traditions might be outlandish for a place such as Recudor as well. Have a nice day, be safe." With that, he walks out the door and nods to everyone else, and proceeds on his way, unlike Jericho who definitely is lacking in the human resources department. He looks at a note he wrote to himself last night, and starts on his way toward the northern district again.

Frazil continues following Airgetlam, and eventually the rest of the group. She addresses Jack's question while stepping out of the house, once she's in full hearing of everyone, except Jericho, who doesn't seem to care anyway. She gets a bit of an edge to her voice, Yeah, keep asking silly unimportant questions about my world. I don't have anything better to do than to hang out answering shit that doesn't matter all day. We're not there. We're here, and if anyone needs to be asking questions about any world... it's me. So just can it, ok? Anyone with half an ounce of empathy can tell that she's scared as hell, and it seems she responds to fear with anger, and by attempting to exert a bit of control in what she perceives as an out of control situation.

That being said; it's pretty obvious that some of you don't trust me, or maybe even don't like me, and that's fine, but right now you're all I've got. So, trust or not, I at least need names to call you other than the ones in my head. I can't be referring to you as "Doorman", "Wierdo", "Brooding", and "Rude". She makes a point of looking at Sharpe, Jack, RD, and Lox in turn.

Richard smirks a bit at Jian introducing himself to Lox, but doesn't speak on it, merely looking on with a single open eye. RD shrugs at Lox with a look that gives off an 'I suppose...' sort of feel to it in confirmation his inquiry.

Before he responds to Jian's question, Jericho emerges from the building and wordlessly walks by the group. Richard watches the man as he walks by, not knowing or really caring where he was headed before he continues, "... As for me, like i said i was planning on heading down to the blacksmith to get your knife repaired, maybe to a bit of proper maintenance on my own weapons as well. After that, unless Sharpe and Jack need my help getting the furniture back, i was planning on maybe seeing if i can get a few bounties done." He says, in a rather relaxed manner. Richard liked not having an exact plan for every facet of the day, it left his schedule flexible and kept it from becoming routine, the best part of being a mercenary in his opinion.

Richard returned to watching Jericho dwindle in the distance as it occurs to him that he hadn't asked what the man found in concerns to their new guest. Just as he begins to ponder exactly what he was rushing off for, the door of the house opens once again, this time Sharpe exits with co. in tow. Richard returns Point-man's nod with a two-fingered farewell gesture, narrowing his eyes at a note he catches the man take a glimpse of before he continues towards the northern district.

As Point-man begins to walk though, Frazil seems to suddenly snap; her irritation evident as she exits the house. Richard lets her speak, seeing her points although he finds fault with some of it. He allows for a bit of silence before he chuckles in response to her sudden outburst, finally able to see something other than confidence that bordered arrogance in her mannerisms. "Heh! Well that was a bit refreshin'!" He says with an amused look as he ceases to lean on the side of the house. "Where'd all that earlier confidence go eh?" He sports a toothy grin before continuing with a more serious look, the grin almost instantly fading from his face.

"Suddenly wakin' up somewhere ya've never been before, yet knowin' yer far away from home... Unfamiliar place 'nd unfamiliar people... Ya don't know who ta trust and you have no idea how ta get back from where ya came... Sorry, I can't say I've ever experienced anythin' like that, so i figured ya'd rather just stick ta what ya know, which at the moment is Air." He takes a few slow steps towards her stopping a bit longer than arms length away.

"She's pretty well-versed 'nd I figured i'd leave it to her. She'd be able ta answer almost any question ya ask. But since ya seem so very confused allow me ta help ya out a bit 'ere. This world yer in is known as Gaea, this continent in particular? Glayp'nier. There're most likely continents outside ah dis one, but details in that regard are rather vauge, far as i know. Want details? I'm sure we can find ya a map. As fer history 'nd whatnot, even the people themselves are a bit lost. There's Soiyam up north who's doin' research in relation ta the past, the rest of us are a bit more concerned wit' the present... Which brings us ta you." He steps away from the blue-haired girl and stares further down the street looking at nothing in particular, crossing his arms and cocking his head to the side as he taps a finger on his arm in thought before turning around, straightening his head before speaking again.

"WE don't know much about ya. Other than Air who i'm sure ya've expanded a bit on yerself ta. So no, I don't trust ya. As fer likin' you, ya literally just showed up and insofar i  haven't formed much of an opinion besides 'strange' 'nd 'rude' considering yer latest outburst. Ya want our help but yer vague descriptions of yer situation and yer attitude make me think ya can help yerself. That, or this is some kinda defense mechanism ta keep ya from complete insanity as ya come ta terms wit' yer situation. I figured you were quick friends wit' Air so being wit' 'er may help ya relax a bit while the rest of us handle some other concerns that came before ya showed up on our doorstep. Maybe by that time So you'll have to excuse me if i seem to be 'brooding' but I've got other things on mah mind, you being just the latest development." He pauses for a moment before speaking up once more, as if he forgot something important.

"Oh yea." He says in a more relaxed manner, "Name's Richard Durant, some call me Rich, or RD. I apologize fer not introducin' mahself earlier, i figured we'd handle all that on our way ta the market, give ourselves somethin' ta chat about, but yer right it was pretty messed up that we didn't do so earlier." He unfolds his arms and bows slightly with his right arm over his left breast, his left arm crossed behind his back before resetting. "... And welcome to Glayp'neir."

Airgetlam can't help but bury her face in her palm and sigh. Does Rich really have to go and be all loud and proud? Some people don't take well to that.

She puts a hand on Frazil's shoulder.

"We don't have to go with them if you don't feel comfortable." She says in a quieter tone so as not to seem like a bother or worse, confrontational.

She sighs again. Her attitude as well isn't exactly very welcoming, Air knows she's scared but reacting with aggression is not the best way. Boiling blood makes your surroundings boil too.

"For the record, they are Sharpe, Jack, and Lox in that order, minus RD and in public just call Jack Sam. Let's just leave that bit at there are people who'd like to see him dead and i might as well tell you that to spare you the trouble of getting his rambling and annoyance. Don't let your anger out on Sharpe, he doesn't deserve it and he's like family to me."

Jian nods to Lox's response, then kind of being finished with the introduction with him. RD follows up with the explanation of what he had in mind doing. As he listens in to that fairly closely, he nods and says "Mhm" every now and then to confirm that he's paying attention. Looking up for a moment to see what he would like to do today, he is thrown off by the other people leaving. Not that he noticed Jericho leave in his conversation, but Frazil's reaction pulled him quite of it for a moment. His head leaning back a bit with his eyes opening a bit wider, he obviously is being caught by a huge surprise here.
Either she was upset, or scared, Jian is not able to tell spot-on, but given the circumstances, it must be that she has to be more scared. A new place without a familiar face surely can cause an inner unrest.

"Huh...", the only thing that comes from him after her finishing the outburst she was having, returns to his normal expression, just to be thrown off even more by RD seemingly being amused by that. As Richard then starts rolling down a few things to her, his opinion, facts about this place, he is not sure if he was adressed with any of those... somewhat degrading names Frazil seemed to throw against some people. It seemed like she didn't look at him saying any of it. He just keeps looking at the bunch with Air then following up with a similar reaction Jian might've had there, yet being ignored when they all are run down name-wise. He starts to realize that people just didn't seem to notice he is there after all. Not that it matters now, as things are heated up quite nicely, so it's good to be left out of that for once.

He keeps thinking for a moment, he would hand Frazil a charm, good luck is what she might need to settle in here for now. And even then, who knows what encounters she soon will have to deal with. A charm would provide good luck, so it at least seems to Jian and his beliefs. Sadly enough, he is out of selfmade ones, and he needs to buy new material first.

"Well... this already is quite a morning, right?", he says, breaking the momentary silence, not looking at anyone in particular, "M-maybe it's for the best if we get going rather than tossing the ball back and forth in front of the house, we might catch attention in more or less unwanted manners." - He is scratching his head a little, starting to feel a slight bit nervous aswell. He feels like things will ease up once they're moving though, when there's things to show and talk about.

Lox let out a soft sigh as the three of them waited, seeing the doc...er...Jericho walk past them and wander into town. A soft chuckle passes Lox's lips as he begins to speak up. "Maybe he has the right idea, seriously how long do we have to-" Lox is suddenly cut off by Frazil coming out of the house in, what seemed to him, like a completely random burst of anger. Once she was done, and both RD and Jian finished with their responses, Lox decided to chime in. Though his response was probably the opposite of what Jian may have been wishing. "So I guess the physical went well then?" a quick roll of his eyes and Lox stepped away from the wall while throwing his backpack back on. With his obviously snide tone continuing, Lox continued once more. "Well since we're all you have, it's a good thing you haven't done anything irrational. Like insulting the people who were nice enough to let you into their home, that might make things awkward."

Lox took a step away from the group, ready to finally leave, though it may not have been obvious as he continued speaking, this time dropping his sarcastic tone and continuing in a more straightforward and clearly annoying tone. "Okay so we just sat out here waiting for one of our own men to give you a free check up, so we could show you around the marketplace. The way you respond to this is by insulting most of us over nothing? I guess I'm rude for not dropping everything and paying attention to you when you stepped in the door and commanded our living room? Or am I rude for not trusting you when you came hurdling into our world and nearly killing Air, Doc, and myself? Maybe you should keep in mind that we're all you've got, but you're not all we've got, and consider keeping that attitude in check."

Lox let out a soft sigh, and took a moment to calm down. Being new to the group himself, he probably shouldn't have let himself lose his temper on the woman, but her ignorance truly annoyed him. After hearing Air reveal his name to her, Lox frowned slightly since he had planned on not telling her, though mostly just out of spite. Maybe he was a little rude. Still his point was valid. After a moment of cooling down he spoke up one final time before taking a few steps back, attempting to make it more obvious that he was ready to go. "As Air said, my name is Lox, you can either call me that, or continue calling me rude, it doesn't matter much to me."

Jericho looks a bit worried when the man in front of him.

"I am very sorry to hear that my friend. I have a few extra coins if it will help you." Jericho pulls out five gold coins and slides it to the man. "Is there anything else I could do to help you? I am a traveling healer. If you need me to, I would be more than happy to heal you and your family if you have on for free. I just wish to help you in your time of need"

Jericho takes this new supplies and puts them all into bags so he can take them with him. He then stands there and waits for the mans reply.

Jack's face was bright red, sweating bullets like a machine gun.

"You do realize I was joking about that whole anime thing, right?"

"I-i know. I thought it would break some of the tension."

Jack's eyes were pointed away from Frazil and towards the ceiling.

"W-well there is an actual reason that I go by the alias "Sam", and Richard is right about how little people know about the past, but my...condition...makes me an exception. So much things and stuff that I should probably tell you, but I'll just explain it when we meet at my shop. I...uh...I don't want to delay anyone from their errands, and you ought to take the time to explore the city which you might refer to as stem punk. Someone remember to take the radar I left on the table to find my location once all of you are ready to find me. Ta ta."

Jack awkwardly rushed his way out the door and towards Central.

"Oh, thank you!" the merchant says, smiling at Atrium kindly. "Thank you for your offer, although I think we are quite alright at the moment."

He hands the doctor the kit and thanks him a few times again after being paid.
"Is there anything else you need? If not, I'm glad to have sated your business today."
he then inquires.

Sharpe looks back to see what the ruckus is. It seems RD is giving Frazil a bad time. He sighs, dragging his hand down his face and turns right around, hands in his pockets.

"Rich. Don't snark with her. She's probably feeling like she's losing her mind with every passing moment." He says in a low, barely audible tone as he places his hand on RD's shoulder.

"Switch it around. You're in her world. None of your weapons work or are broken. Something's up with your body. You'd be shitting your pants. Just sayin'." He turns his attention onto the rest of the lot.

"Be civil please. That is all." He says and turns around, continuing towards the northern district to get to the church where Clarent is rumored to have taken refuge.

Frazil looks a bit like she's been slapped in the face, but quickly covers that with a politely demure, but honest composure. She sighs. Thank you, Richard. You are, indeed, 100% correct, and I have probably come off as a bit of a bitch in the name of expediency. For that I apologize as well. I was just trying to get all of the relevant information out at once, while most if not all of you were in hearing range. So, it is nice to meet you, Richard, Sam, Sharpe, and Lox. And just to clarify names, Airgetlam?, Jian?, and "sometimes Doc Atrium, sometimes Jericho" seems to have walked off?... and Frazil. She points to herself with a slight giggle, obviously making a joke of remembering her own name.

She turns specifically to Lox. While I still think you rude, I will admit you may have right to be. I have been a bit abrupt. However; I would much rather call you by your name, as I do hope to be friends at some point. In the mean time, as Sharpe has pointed out, I will settle for civil. I hope you can do the same, during which time, I hope to earn all of your trust. I truly do wish to be of help for as long as I'm here.

As people seem to be moving away to take care of their business of choice, Frazil adjusts her backpack, and once again sidles up near Airgetlam, following along accordingly. As she moves along, reminded by the slight resistance of her suit, she starts collecting any small puddles, samples from rain barrels, or other sources of water that are easily accessible, until once again she has a large puddle at her feet, following along as though it were her shadow.

Richard allows everyone say their piece, secretly hoping that his rather straightforward approach to Frazil's exasperated outburst wasn't taken too harshly. She wanted some hard facts about the area and where she was, admittedly the group hadn't done much to help her expand her knowledge of the area so far, what with each person having their own concerns laying heavily upon their minds.

He watches Jack rush off, clearly embarrassed and sighs as Point-man, pats him on the shoulder and asks him not to snark. Still looking at Frazil he begins, "I-" RD stops himself, fully processing not only what he had said, but how it may have been perceived as well. "Ok, mayhaps i was a bit snippy at the beginnin'. But i was actually pretty serious 'bout everythin' i said. If ya need a better grasp of the area, consider gettin' a map of somekind, 'nd maybe a bit of the literature could help ya get a better grasp of the history ere' as well as the finer details of our culture. They're definitely things ta consider if ya wanna get yer bearings. Its what I'd try ta do if i were in yer situation."

He walks past her to grab the radar Jack left, "Steam-punk eh...?" He mutters more to himself than anyone else before turning back and closing the door behind him as he exits the house once again. He continues, this time in a more caring tone, "Look, i understand things are a bit confusin' and yer frustrated bout' yer current state, but take yer time, relax a lil'... " He glances at the rest of the group, and chuckles a bit "Yer in pretty good hands, 'nd i apologize if i upset ya wit what i said, i just meant that you were takin' bein' essentially 'lost wit no idea of where ya are' pretty well, 'nd figured that i'd take it a lot worse. I didn't trust ya BECAUSE ya hadn't shown me you were capable ah that yet, I wasn't sure exactly what i was dealin' wit, which put me a bit on edge around ya of course."

He turns back to Sharpe, not making a secret of anything he was saying, speaking at a volume anyone who cared to listen could hear; "That was exactly my problem man, i WOULD be shitting myself in her situation, but she wasn't. She was taking it too well, as if everything was going exactly as planned. It was refreshin' ta see her react the way an average person would ta being ripped from yer friends 'nd family then tossed through space, possibly time, ta some unknown land wit no known way of gettin' back. Bein' scared, angry, 'nd yeah even sad is much closer ta how i imagine a person would be in dis situation. I wasn't tryin' ta be too rude, i just felt that she needed to have a bit of a grasp on what we're dealin' wit as well.

Around that time, everyone seems to take Jian's advice and head off on their own ways, attending to whatever business each needed to handle. Richard starts to walk a good few paces ahead of Air and Frazil at a casual pace, allowing the latter to get a good grasp of the area. He figured knowing the way to and from the market back to the residence is something that should be done at a slow and steady pace as not to get lost.

RD matches his pace to Lox's and nudges the taller man when he is beside him. "Feel a bit better now ya got all that off yer chest?" He smirks at Lox, referencing his retaliatory lecture towards the latest newcomer, which was eyebrow raising to say the least. He had pegged the man as a bit less confrontational so the sudden tongue lashing regarding his recent encounters with her surprised Richard.