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First there was a hissing sound, then, slowly, one of the occupied pods began to open. The door moved in a graceful arc upwards, until it came to a halt. The hissing continued for a moment, then stopped, as a young woman stumbled out of the pod, almost falling to the floor as she did so. There was a long moment after that where she stood in place, wavering a little before she began to move again, a shuffling, off balance walk. The girl was clearly dazed, very out of it... But she had spotted the other person in the room and was headed straight for them.

"Wh... where... who... what...?" She tried to ask something, but so many words tumbled out of the dazed young lady's mouth that there was no coherent consensus on what she actually meant. Her blue eyes were somewhat unfocused behind her glasses, but she was trying to stare intently at the other woman. "Help...?" She finally managed, one coherent, clear statement.

Seren's... yes that WAS her name, that's right. She was Seren Yong... eyes flicked back and forth between Joy's hands and her face, for a moment, before she stumbled a little further forwards to clasp the offered hands, for support. "Ah... thank you." She closed her eyes, and shivered a little, trying to find an answer to the question. How WAS she feeling?

She had a sinking feeling there were memories she didn't want to connect to, a feeling of confusion as to where she was, and a feeling of hope that maybe something had a chance to at least have a positive outcome from whatever was going on here. She contemplated all of this, then said "I haven't a clue beyond confused. Also somewhat weak in the knees." She refused to address the issue regarding the sinking feeling.

After all, if she didn't want to connect to them, she probably didn't want to tell others she HAD memories that bad. If they didn't know they were there, they couldn't treat her like a freak.

The comment about throwing up caused the young woman to blink a few times, as she hadn't even considered the state of her gut when taking stock, as everything else had been more urgent. She focused for a moment on her gut, and was quite relieved to find it felt... empty as ******** but settled. Emotionally, she didn't feel hungry but she could tell she would need to satisfy her body's needs some point in the near-ISH future, at least. In the meantime, though, she just smiled a little, and said "Uh... is a stool or chair a possibility, perhaps? I think sitting down for a minute might help..."

When Joy asked about being Chinese, a slightly displeased/pained expression flickered across her face, because she had to think about her family. She covered it fairly quickly, and shook her head. "No, my Father is Korean-American. Mother is of Welsh descent." The tone she used when referring to her parents was flat, emotionless, as if talking about people she didn't know at all... Or didn't want to know. "But yes, Seren." She sighed a little, and smiled at Joy. "Thank you for your help, Ms. Joy." She didn't know the other lady well, and it had ALWAYS been a good idea to show respect to those who were older and/or more experienced then her in the past.

"That is good to know. I am used to a variety of people..." Her town hadn't been San Francisco level of multi cultural but it had been decently ethnically mixed, so the idea of not having such was an odd one in her head. She beamed at the suggestion of the seats in a near location. "That would be lovely, I would appreciate going to sit down. And my apologies, Joy." She took a deep breath, trying to relax in this weird environment.

So far, being surrounded by these pods was unnerving her, and getting away from them might help too. "So... what... do I do now?" That was her biggest question, because she had no idea. She didn't really remember much between leaving and waking here...

Seren blinked a little as she settled herself into one of the chairs. Comfort wasn't the most important thing here, resting off her feet was, so they were basically perfect at the moment. She tilted her head, and stared at the... spoon charm? "This is a weapon...?" She sounded more confused then ever, as her hand reached up to brush the spoon. "It's so small..."

And how did one get one's weapon bond? Was Joy to explain that too, or was there going to be some one else who did that? So many things were beginning to bubble in her mind about this new life she was going to lead. "How long have you lived here, Joy?" She decided that was a good place to start.

Seren's brows went straight up, in surprise and amusement, at the comment on size, then she half jumped back in her seat, eyes HUGE with surprise at the way the tiny spoon became a giant, and sharp, shovel. "What... What? How the hell did you do that? Was it some sort of... of sleight of hand?" She had never SEEN anyone do a trick with something that big but maybe... Or was this related to how this was a place for those who saw the shadows? She was unnerved but also curious.

The coat got a quick look, before Seren's eyes were back on Joy's face, since 'moon division' didn't mean much to her. "Oh, I see. And... I guess I'm just more... curious about your experience... The more you've been here, the more you know and can tell me I think is what I'm trying to get at?"

She stared at the tiny little totem form, baffled and confused. This was well beyond the ken of what she'd known all her life. Small things becoming big ones, then large again? Well, this was going to be an adjustment. She should have guessed it when they asked her to fake her death, a thing that had her going 'But why? My family doesn't even know or care where I was...' but she'd done it for her new employer. Now her world was full of strangeness. "Wearable... certainly seems useful and easier to keep track of?" She finally said, unsure what else to say.

Seren's head went back, her eyes wide at this information. She didn't really know much about the bible, so the Revelations comment went over her head, though she vaguely recognized the Riders of the Apocalypse. However, that was more because of how game culture and similar used them, then anything else. "Horsemen... Are they the shadows I've seen, then?" Her face went serious, as she considered this. Things that wanted to control humanity, that wasn't right... If she died to stop it, that was another concern but less important in her eyes. She nodded, quietly. "Well then... I think I am glad I made the choice I have... Strange though this place seems to be."