Chronicles of Gaia (RP)

Seyr took her turn to furrow her brow, "About that, this world for whatever reason, takes away all previous skills, abilities, weapons, items, all of it upon you first getting here, while I have no doubt your capability in the skillset you mentioned, you might find yourself a bit lacking in that department until a time we can get a sort of 'boost' going for you." the Kitsune stood to her full height, proffering her own hand to assist the newcomer in getting up herself, "As for what happened here, there was a fight between two mages, a finale to a problem one had with the other, one is still alive and the other, well... all that's left of them is their bag," her head jerked in the direction said bag was before continuing, "No shelter for a while, we were headed in the direction of a city before the other mage caught up, we'll be going back in that direction once everyone else is ready to go." a tail had regenerated enough mana to be viable now, so rather than explain it, she simply lit a small flame at the tip and had it start to swirl around the woman, "I can handle heat for a while, it's how we've been dealing with the cold for quite some time already."

*Having a bad time with typos right now. @-@ * Lambda gave a nod to Kahlua. "Nice to meet you, as well." He felt a bit better knowing they wouldn't need to fight anytime soon. He was about to ask who Ama was when a red-haired girl approached the group and asked where she was. Lambda was about to answer with 'I wish I knew', when another new voice reached his ears. A small ways away from where he and the others were standing was... 'A kitsune?' It seemed he was further from home than he first thought. He absentmindedly looked across the horizon to see another cat and a human (or at least he assumed that's what they were) in an aviator-like outfit approaching the rapidly growing group. He decided he'd stick around long enough to greet them before seeking answers of his own.

Caramina shook her head. "No world can take away what's been trained and beaten into my muscle memory. And it cannot take away my knowledge. If you can...do magic, then I remain a top-tier fighter, assassin, and emergency medic." Her eyes flicked briefly to the tails behind Seyr, seeming skeptical but not derisive or anything. She had simply come from a world where magic and whatnot did not exist, and was having a bit of a hard time handling all the strangeness she was seeing here. But it all felt exceptionally real, so she had no choice but to accept that this was her life now. When Seyr lit up a flame and pushed it towards Caramina, the small woman let out a startled hiss, and before she could even register that she was moving, she was several metres away, crouched in a defensive position with her eyes wide and wary, focused on that fire with an angry curl to her upper lip. She composed herself after a moment, expression smoothing over as she straightened up and gazed stonily at Seyr. "...No fire. I would rather freeze." Her skin felt like it was burning, and she had the sudden urge to roll around in the snow - even though she knew all too well that the burning wasn't real, just a figment of her imagination.

Seyr swiftly retracted the magical flame she'd conjured, instead directing over to Bora who probably needed it, "I won't ask, just keep your aversion to flames in mind as something not to do." the kitsune raised her hand to her chin, thinking before removing the coat she wore and leaving it on a rock nearby, "It's there if you want it, it's mostly something I wear to follow social cues anyway, not like anyone can see anything they're not supposed to with me anyway." she once again extended her hand out, offering it for them to take while choosing to ignore their initial comments, they'd learn soon enough how this world worked, the only reason her magic was intact was because she'd been here long enough to reclaim a small portion of it.

Caramina relaxed more once the flame was further away from her. She crept closer and gave Seyr an odd look. "Are you not cold? I would prefer to be cold because it makes my pain more tolerable. But most people tend to prefer warmth." She was very curious about all of the people here - and the more she knew about them, the easier it would be to protect herself against them in case of emergency. She wasn't one to trust very easily.

Carleton and Sagau reach the bigger group, and Sagau quickly introduces himself. “Greetings, I am Sagau Pryce, I seem to be a bit behind on what’s going on in this world, and was hoping someone could clear things up for me finally?” Carleton also introduces himself, “And I am Carleton, I too seem to be a bit lost here, mostly on how there seem to be multiple of you cats yet you are from different worlds than this and I also presume from each other.”

Lambda turned to face the two of them with a half-hearted smile. Conversing with people was never one of his strong points, but he didn't want to seem rude. "Name's Lambda. I'm honestly just as lost as you two are." He rubbed the back of his neck, but then grimaced as his headache threatened to return. "Most of the others here seem to have been traveling together awhile, and probably know way more than I do. You could ask Aislin here," he gestured to the girl beside him, "Or the fox back there." He nudged his head in Seyr's direction. "I'm about to ask them some things myself." Without waiting for a response, he bowed his head in farewell and began walking towards Seyr and Caramina, his face quickly changing back to an neutral expression.

Seyr raised an eyebrow at the question, the shoulder without an arm moving before she rolled her eyes upward with an audible sigh "I gotta find tools to make a prosthetic..." using the arm she had she pulled at some of the fur around her abdomen, "Sure, I feel the chill a bit, but the fur helps keep it abated, alongside magical means if I need it, although to be fair, I'm rather drained at the moment, transfiguring ones body into a non-corporeal form will do that to anyone." the arm went into a folded motion, looking as awkward as it felt before she dropped the gesture, "Yep, gonna need to make a Prosthetic... this is just getting on my nerves." the Kitsunes eyes flicked in the direction of the person approaching them, "Looks like I'm on explaining duty for a bit, fair enough."

Caramina stared at the person approaching them as well, gaze impassive but vaguely hostile - she trusted no one, especially not people who hadn't yet shown kindness and reliability like Seyr. She had nothing more to say for the time being - she had gotten her answer and had no further questions, she was unable to explain things to newcomers, and she had little to no skills pertaining to the creation of prosthetics. So, if she had nothing useful to contribute...she would just stay quiet and not draw any unneeded and unwanted attention.

“What a hurry everyone seems to need to be in.” Sagau remarks, “Well then, miss Aislin, how do I go about regaining, you know,” he waves one hand around, vaguely attempting to get the idea across. “Regaining the ability to dance?” Carleton asks Sagau, half joking, half confused. His remark stays ignored.