[center][color=D5FF00][i][h1]Mali Anson[/h1][/i][/color][hr][b]Location:[/b] DtB In-Between
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A
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	Mali didn't know what to think about the situation, let alone how to feel about anything that had happened. If there was one thing that was comforting, it was that everyone seemed to be on the same page that they were in some sort of purgatory. She didn't recall dying even though everyone else had been, but who knows, maybe she just didn't remember it. Or perhaps everyone who hadn't died already just got dumped here after the end of the world. Either way, it didn't really matter why, but more that they were here in the first place.

	Furthermore, Kyra and Ash as the elf(?) put it weren't hostile in the least as far as she could tell. They seemed more bored than anything. So she could let her guard down just a bit. Down below the level of "in imminent danger of being mauled by a wolf," at least. But other than the lack of any immediately obvious impending danger, there was just nothing for her to go off of. And since this was indeed a purgatory, maybe the seemingly endless expanse of nothing actually was nothing. Mali went to scratch her head when she noticed that her hand was glowing. Still. So either the dice stained her soul with glo-stick fluid, or she never actually died and this was permanent. 

	Again, it didn't really matter which at this point, but the establishment of even a single additional fact, even one as infuriating as unexplained bioluminescence felt like progress towards something, rather than nothing. Of course, getting what facts she did have straight would be a lot more easily done if there wasn't unnecessary quipping and references to The Lord of the Rings in her ear.

	[color=D5FF00]"Look around you. There is nowhere else away from 'here.' Here goes as far as you can see in every direction. Probably forever. Now if you don't have anything productive to add, shut it."[/color] Perhaps a more rude response than Robert deserved, but she was still rather on edge from the everything that had happened in the last hour.

	Mali tried thinking of something to ask the woman. She seemed almost as ignorant as they were, but she could still know something important they didn't. The first thing to ask that came to her was if there was anybody else, but she thought about that sentence. No one else has been here. Did she just mean where they stood right now? No, perhaps she meant this entire other world. Either way the answer was probably no. If there was some sort of society set up that she was apart of, her reaction probably wouldn't be that of complete apathy. Perhaps more questioning would lead her nowhere. Maybe she could better understand what was going on by forming a bridge of sorts with Kyra.

	[color=D5FF00]"Mali,"[/color] Mali pointed to herself to introduce herself in the same fashion that Kyra had. [color=D5FF00]"We're from a different world from you. Our names and clothes are normal there."[/color] An assumption, but a safe one. Really, it was a miracle they even could understand each other perfectly. Upon finishing her explanation, a concern cropped up in her head, one that felt pertinent enough to bother asking.

	[color=D5FF00]"Is there any food here? Or water?"[/color] Even if they were in purgatory, Mali didn't want to make the assumption she could function without biological needs and end up a shriveled husk in the middle of this desert, forever dehydrated and starved.

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cca78e]Giosue Zino[/color][/i][/b][/h1][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] PE In-Between
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	[color=cca78e]"I can't believe I can say where this is. I've never seen any place quite like this before."[/color] The past 24 hours (relative to his perspective of course) had been full of firsts, and Giosue didn't like it one bit. The familiar let you know what to expected, it was stable ground. Over the past couple weeks it was like the dirt beneath his feet had eroded into sand and then the sand gave way to a vast ocean. Only vague landmarks on the horizon kept him from sinking entirely. In the current situtation he could only do his best to keep everyone together and hope Nancy was alright. That said, nobody who had made it through the portal was horrifically injured, so that would serve as his silver lining. 

	[color=cca78e]"That's a great idea, Ms. Harris. Please proceed."[/color] Gilbert summed up the situation most aptly. They were in a metaphor right now, but a metaphor for what exactly? Well they had no idea until they could investigate more thoroughly. However, the oldest among them had taken it upon himself to just march off in whatever direction he saw fit. Gio knew the kind of mood he was getting into and wouldn't be able to be talked out of it quickly enough for him to return to the rest of the group while Sofia was preoccupied. Well if any one of them were capable to handling themselves alone, it would be him, but they still needed to move as a unit.

	[color=cca78e]"Let's try to not split the group more than necessary. As soon as Ms. Harris is capable, let us follow Gilbert."[/color]