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tushanshu_ooc2016-01-17 10:17 pm
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[Well. The child looks and feels human, rather than kedan, so Raine's already sure they're a Foreigner. The Water Sector is hardly the slums of Meltokio in the first place, and the Foreigners have a safety net, or are supposed to, so far as Raine's concerned. They look out for each other, even when they're being exceptionally stupid.]
[And this is a child, alone, who cannot be any older than Genis.]
[Raine stops, because she can't do otherwise. Crouches, to put them on the same level and get a better look.]
[...she's blind?]
Are you all right?
[Start with the basics, then can come the question of why she's alone.]
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She can tell when the woman approaches, the steps slowing, the rustle of fabric too close to be coincidence. The girl doesn't look right at Raine, not in the way that sighted people do, but she hears well enough to come pretty close.]
I could use a coin or two, if you have any to spare.
[She reaches out a hand and nudges the edge of the cracked wooden bowl in front of her.]
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[Raine does understand the concept of begging. What she doesn't understand is why this girl has needed to.]
--why are you alone out here?
[Raine is already shaping plans that won't involve begging on the street, but even so, she's reaching for a spare juulan anyway, and there's the sound of metal against metal.]
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If I don't make enough coin I go hungry. I don't like going hungry. I can't see to do most work, and I don't want to work in a brothel. So here I am.
[She can hear the metal sound; the bowl tilts up just a little, conveniently.]
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I'm conversant with the reasons one begs, yes. I only mean that there are places you can go. Especially considering that you're a Foreigner; there are arrangements made to help us get on our feet when we first arrive.
[She shifts her posture, properly sitting by the girl and out of the way of the path now, legs tucked up under her and staff still within easy reach.]
Did you not encounter the Welcome Center, or the Midnight Hotel?
[There's another idea half-formed at the back of Raine's mind. She lets it stay there for now, focusing on the puzzle first.]
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--no, that was Arya. That was another life, another girl. She is no one. Arya is dead.
She shakes her head, slowly.]
I don't know what those are. I was begging in Braavos, and then I woke up here, so now I'm begging here. One city's as good as the next, although I knew Braavos better than I know this one.
[And now the risk--does she ask for more information and chance failing the test, if this is indeed a test? She still hasn't ruled out that possibility. What if this woman was sent by the kindly man? What if it's the waif? They can both change their voices at will. It isn't beyond reason.
...but then again, the woman said "we."]
I don't know how I got here. Were you somewhere else one day and here the next, like me?
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[The question tells Raine the girl hasn't run into anyone else yet. She simply faded into the background. If this girl could, then perhaps others did as well: that's a concerning thought.]
Yes, I was. Though for me that was nearly three years ago, now. There are a number of people like us. Foreigners, the kedan call us. It's descriptive, if nothing else.
The Welcome Center is intended to help new Foreigners, and the Midnight Hotel is run by one who does his best to make sure everyone is safe.
[It's perhaps more simplification than Anton deserves, but the goal is not to overload the girl with everything at once.]
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[Asshai-by-the-Shadow is the farthest, strangest place in the known world for many people in Westeros, the girl included. The Seven Kingdoms and the Free Cities hold little mystery for her these days, after her travels, but if she's somehow found her way to the other side of Essos....
Kedan. So that's what the native people are called. They smell a bit different and they sound strange at times, though not so unfamiliar that she can't make her way in the city--Keeliai--by herself.]
What's the price?
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[Raine pauses to consider. She wouldn't be surprised if the girl thinks she's making all this up, actually. If she's blind and used to begging, she has likely witnessed the worst of what people have to offer.]
What sort of verification would you find easiest to believe?
[The girl's other question gives Raine some little confirmation of her history. Raine sighs quietly.]
The Welcome Center charges nothing. The Hotel's proprietor asks only that Foreigners find some helpful service to do around the Hotel if they cannot contribute monetarily, and to pay it forward when they are in a position to do so.
The Healers' Guild doesn't charge Foreigners, either.