meadowlark | (no subject)

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Who the hell are you?

YOU'RE stressed? I'm the one taking an otherworldly lark. I'll try to call in advance the next time I'm kidnapped.

My name is Maeve, and I shouldn't be here. Let's act in both of our best interests and get me out of here. Promptly.

Hi Maeve. You're right that you shouldn't be here. I'm trying to work out how that happened. Any chance you know who kidnapped you?

[cooperative. better.]

None at all, I’m afraid.

Any chance I could get your name?

You can call me El.

So how do you know you were kidnapped?

Charmed, El. [As much as she can be in these circumstances, anyways.]

Because I was headed somewhere else before I woke up here. The only way I'd have been knocked off-course... would be if I was taken.

Where were you going?

Fond of personal questions, aren’t you?

Home. [Or somewhere that used to be that.]

Situational, not personal. The more I know about what you were doing before you got here, the more I can form a picture. So if you can give me a specific geographic location, it'd be helpful.

Then I'm afraid I'm the wrong person to ask. I don't have one.

[awkward.]

So you don't know where you were or where your home is?

It’s a long story. But I can assure you, this isn’t it.

Tell me more about where we are now?

You're in New Amsterdam. It's a city. On Earth.

[so does that mean she made it out after all...?]

Well, obviously we’re on Earth. Where else would we be?
And I hope you’re planning on letting us all out of this bunker sooner rather than later.

One of the colonies.

You can't leave without risking the security of the safehouse, which you already did coming here. No one in there is meant to be there forever, but it's a matter of safety. And I don't make the plans.

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