IC CONTACT ✴ Haven RPG

[phaselocknroll]

"Maya here. Leave me a message."

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[phaselocknroll]

It was a mining planet, but- and this is probably because of the wildlife- most of the workers were convicts. Prisoners and psychopaths. When the mining dried up, the companies abandoned the planet- as well as their workers.

Sometimes it feels like you can't go three feet without running into a bandit camp.

[nostalgiabomb]

Yeah? [ he frowns, and the story of Pandora reminds him of more than one mining colony he's visited. With how destitute most of those places were, they lent themselves pretty well to acting as rendezvous locations for people up to no good. No law enforcement, no one to give enough of a shit that a bunch of assholes just rolled in. ]

So. What was a nice girl like you doing in a shitfest like that, anyway?

[phaselocknroll]

Contrary to what you might think, I'm not made of rainbows and sunshine. I was raised to be a warrior. The chaos on Pandora was exactly what I needed after being trapped in the Abbey my whole life.

But I really came to Pandora to look for any sort of information about my Siren heritage. No one really knows where we come from, or why we can do the things we can do.

[nostalgiabomb]

So, what, Sirens don't just appear on rocky shores? Like, there isn't like a kickass guitar riff and, BAM, new Siren?

[phaselocknroll]

As awesome as that would be, that's probably not how it happens. We're just... born this way.

All anyone really knows for sure is that we have some connection to Eridium- and thereby Eridians- our abilities are always unique, and there can only be six of us in the universe at any given time.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ meet the blank face of his mask again, which isn't too far from what his actual face looks like right now. ] Eridywhats?

[phaselocknroll]

Eridians? You know, the aliens that like to stick giant, scary monsters in subterranean Vaults? We've had this conversation before.

[ Granted, he was coming down from a Haven-induced panic attack at the time ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He blinks, trying to remember, and-- right. His freak out. She was telling him stories to distract him. Lava monsters and Top Gun and ancient aliens and the cloying fear of having his arms pinned to his sides by earth and stone, of being unable to even scream.

He clears his throat abruptly, trying to loosen that weird icy feeling working up his neck. ]

Right. Sorry, nearly forgot. Eridium is some kinda element then?

[phaselocknroll]

Yeah. It was discovered after the first Vault was opened. Highly valuable and volatile stuff, but it also apparently amplifies a Siren's powers.

[ She sort of makes a face. Lilith was all about the Eridium, but she's still not totally sold on the matter ]

[nostalgiabomb]

So-- do you, like, eat it? Or do you just have to be near it or something?

[ THE HARD-HITTING QUESTIONS ]

[phaselocknroll]

I think we kind of... absorb it? All Lilith had to do was hold it and she could phasewalk an entire city, so...

Bandits try to eat it, though. They think it gives them slag powers.

[nostalgiabomb]

Aaaand I'm gonna go ahead and guess that goes about as well as it sounds like it should.

Which is to say, not well at all.

[phaselocknroll]

I think it kills them more often than not, yeah.

[nostalgiabomb]

Huh. So keep the Siren steroids out of your mouth. Good tip to know.

[ they're probably nearing the end of the tunnel, or will be soon enough, and Peter still hasn't seen much sign of any more creatures. ]

You know, I think your worm friend seriously put a damper on our competition.

[phaselocknroll]

I think it's more the part where they're trying to eat solid rock, or crystal or whatever it is.

[ She lets out a derisive snort ] Leave it to a thresher to ruin everything.

[nostalgiabomb]

If we hadn't already killed it dead, I'd be inclined to have some very strong words with it. Most of them would probably end up bein' "how dare you."

[phaselocknroll]

Well. There's always next time.

[nostalgiabomb]

-- Yeah. [ And as they're reaching the bottom of the steps, Peter hits the trigger to retract his mask. He's-- smiling a little, even. ]

Next time? Totally gonna kick your ass. But for now, a fun-filled several hours of scrounging around for scraps.

[ He sweeps out an arm, the other crossing over his waist as he bows slightly. ] Shall we, my lady?

[phaselocknroll]

[ She laughs a little, shooting him a grin to match his own ] Thank you, kind sir.