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Entrapta | She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

[firstonesexpert]

I. Olivine City

"Log, day... eight. Seven? No, eight. I have found myself in a city known as Olivine."

The young woman, wearing a welder's mask pushed back off her face, leans against the railing as she talks into her handheld recorder, rather than her Pokegear. Her purple twin ponytails are thick and long, dragging along the ground behind her as the Impidimp with her uses one to scramble up to her shoulder; she doesn't seem bothered by this action whatsoever, even giving the little Fairy a small smile.

"It bears superficial resemblance to the kingdom of Salineas, but otherwise the architecture is aesthetically unlike anything I've encountered on Etheria."

Nonetheless, her tone of voice is excited. She puts both feet on the railing, lifting herself into the air; she's just tall enough that standing on the lowest rung puts her hips higher than the top.

"The predominant species of local creatures, or Pokemon, appears to be Water and Electric types in this area, due to the presences of both the sea and-- oh, hello!"

Her face lights up as a Klink drifts up towards her and away again, and she leans over the railing to stare after it, reaching a hand out to try and pat it--

--and overbalancing over the edge of the Olivine City Lighthouse guard rail with a sharp cry of alarm.

Re: Entrapta | She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

[fingersandteeth]

"Shit!" a voice swears from behind her, strong arms grabbing onto her and pulling her back and up to the other side of the railing, setting her down from the ground.

[firstonesexpert]

There's a sort of panicked noise in her throat as she gets grabbed from behind (and her hair gets all up in Steven's face as he does, sorry pal) - the Impidimp gives off a loud shriek of panic - but Entrapta just looks up at her saviour with a sort of stunned surprise.

Then she beams at him. "Thanks, tall person! Isn't this place just a great vantage point?" Her shoulders bunch cheerfully as she tilts her head - it almost seems like she wants to stick her arms out with delight, but something stops her. "You can see all of Olivine City!"

[fingersandteeth]

"It is," Steven says, looking down at the girl--no, she's a woman, at least Charley's age and possible older, just with a certain... youthful attitude that's heart-breakingly familiar. "Kind of dangerous to be standing on the railing like that, though."

[firstonesexpert]

"Oh, yeah, well." She tilts her head like she's shrugging, but her shoulders don't follow. "I was recording a log, so." She grins again and damn near shoves the thing in Steven's face. "I always make sure to record what I'm doing, you never know when you'll need to look back on your old notes!"

The Impidimp in her hair is gripping into it tightly, and still looks somewhat shaken; but despite this, it's watching Steven warily.

[fingersandteeth]

"Can I listen to it, then?" he asks, before he can quite stop himself. "Ah, your log, I mean. It sounds like it's interesting."

[firstonesexpert]

"Oh." She blinks again, staring blankly for a moment, and then beams. "Oh! Sure! People don't usually wanna hear my notes, so- that's kind of a surprise!"

She hands over the recorder immediately. The Impidimp climbs up her hair and onto her head, looking through the front of Entrapta's mask curiously, before it sits legs splayed and looks back out at the view.

[fingersandteeth]

He rewinds it to the beginning, then sets it to playing. Listens closely. Smiles on occasion, when there's a particularly amusing comment in the narration. Nods to himself from time to time.

Eventually, once it's done playing, he hands it back to her.

"Thank you," he says. "I enjoyed that."

[firstonesexpert]

There's probably a few hours worth of recording there, since she hasn't changed, nor needed to change her recorder just yet. She's grinning at him the entire time, hands bunched into fists at how he's apparently enjoying her notes. Maybe that means he can add to them?

"Thanks!" She takes his back and starts bouncing her hands around as she talks. "I haven't had much of a chance to really engage with all of the technical sides of this place just yet, but the Pokemon have been fascinating! Some of those Steel types look like they're a perfect blend of technology and organic matter, I can't wait to see if one of them will let me examine it more closely!" One hand dips into an unassuming seam that turns out to be a pocket and she whips out an uncovered scalpel with aplomb. "They're incredible!"

[fingersandteeth]

He takes a step back, his eyes flaring wide at the sudden blade. "I'm not sure they'd take well to vivisection if they are organic," he says, phrasing it as a gentle reminder in tone, despite the actual words. "The mechanical ones, maybe."

[firstonesexpert]

"Oh, yeah. You're probably right about that." And the scalpel goes away immediately, with no apparent disruption to the outline of her overalls. She still jazz-hands at him immediately afterwards. "Still! Can't you just imagine the sheer potential that something that's a pure, balanced mix of organic and technological has? I spent my whole life studying this, and I've never even come as close to it as these things just exist as!" And she laughs, a wild and gleeful cackle.

[fingersandteeth]

Steve chuckles with her.

(She's wonderful.)

"I never quite thought of it that way," Steven admits, "but I haven't done much with the mechanical sort of Pokemon. The closest I've come to one of those is my floating magic key-ring. But you're right-- there is potential there, real potential."

She's not Charley. She's older. Too much hair. Shorter. Wrong eyes. But that look of passion in her eyes, that glee in knowing-- they remind him so much of his sister that it takes his breath away.

"I'm Steven," he says, suddenly, realizing he never properly introduced himself.

[firstonesexpert]

"Oh! I'm Entrapta!"

She stands there, gleeful and excited with a light tilt of her head. It takes her a few seconds to remember, with a small noise, and she sticks one hand out to shake. "Technically I'm a princess, but since Dryl doesn't exist I don't imagine I have much authority here."

[fearinahandfulof]

Human she may be now, but Cassandra still has fast enough reflexes to catch the woman before she falls... though she does find herself missing her old strength keenly as she drags her back onto safe ground. "Are you all right?"

Her Type: Null watches from a short distance away, sparkling in the light.

[firstonesexpert]

"Yeah! I'm fine!" She grins gleefully at the woman holding onto her overall straps, putting her hands on the top railing again. "This place is really tall, isn't the view great?"

There's a shuffling of one giant ponytail, that the woman seems to be ignoring, and an Impidimp pokes out its head and one arm a moment later with a relieved sigh.

[fearinahandfulof]

Cassandra is suddenly and painfully reminded of another young woman with pigtails smiling brightly as she enthusiastically holding forth on some topic or other that Cassandra can no longer quite remember. She forces the memory back; there's no reason to burden this stranger with something like that. "...Yes."

The Type: Null seems to be a bit closer now, although it doesn't appear to have otherwise moved.

[firstonesexpert]

Entrapta smiles politely when this new woman doesn't say anything else. She has striking colouration, the likes of which she hasn't seen here before, certainly not in this intensity of whiteness - she's about to comment on it, opens her mouth to, but then her eyes drift up to the Type: Null, and suddenly brighten with excitement.

"Oh. My. Gosh. Who's this beauty?" She's very nearly pushing past Cassandra to take the helmet in both hands, bouncing around on her toes as best she can to examine the Pokemon properly. "Hello, there! I'm Entrapta!" Said very much to the Type: Null, rather than Cassandra.

[fearinahandfulof]

Cassandra is somehow not surprised at this reaction.

Unfortunately, the Type: Null is, and it immediately jerks out of Entrapta's hold, backing away and emitting something like a growl. Cassandra grimaces, moving towards the Pokemon herself in hopes of calming it. "This is Blade," she tells the woman. "It's a Type: Null... I think humans create them in labs? Or created them, at least. It... doesn't really like being grabbed onto like that."

[firstonesexpert]

"Oooooh." She pulls her hands back close to her chest - and pauses awkwardly, like she's expecting something to happen for a moment. Before she just takes a step closer to Blade, putting her hands behind her back and entwining her fingers to try and restrain herself. "Oh, that's fascinating. She must be an incredibly advanced creature, to be artificially created and still display such efficacy of form." She's circling Blade now, crouching down to examine her feet. "Her joints are all seamless!"

[fearinahandfulof]

Efficacy?

"I'm not really sure how they do it." And honestly, she's not sure she wants to know; it would probably bring back memories, and while losing herself in the pain of those memories won't make her Awaken here, it would still be unpleasant at best, and make Blade and the others worry besides.

[firstonesexpert]

"I'm not familiar with artificially-created biological experimentation myself-" she peers around Blade and beams at Cassandra. "-all my work in that department is purely theoretical and mostly revolves around how to integrate technology into organic forms. Or to create technology that can functionally pass as organic. It's all very complicated, I've been doing it my entire life!"

She certainly seems... passionate, about her work.

[fearinahandfulof]

"Integrating... tehcnology... into organic forms?" Organic meaning... not technological? Like them?

[firstonesexpert]

"Right! Stuff like power suits or exoskeletons that can be used to supplement physical deformations, I've already done some work into that field before!"

She pulls her hands out from behind her back, but instead of touching Blade she instead grabs one of her ponytails and drags it over her shoulder in front of her. "I've, uh. I would also like to be able to use my hair again. I miss that."

[fearinahandfulof]

"Power suits?" Exoskeletons she actually does at least partially understand, since many Awakened Beings tended to take on insectoid forms or aspects, but she suspects that's not what this woman means.

She vaguely remembers catching a glimpse of another warrior using her hair in battle while she'd been fighting Roxanne, so the idea of someone being able to manipulate her own hair isn't quite so confusing. "This place makes everyone human," she says, "with a human's normal capabilities. It's... disorienting."

[preparefor]

"No, you have so much to live fo- YEEP-!"

A pair of hands grabs at the back of Entrapta's shirt, but. Double Trouble is not built for actual non-staged heroics. So now, the upside is at least that Entrapta is not going over the guard rail alone. Fortunately, what Double is is limber, and they manage to catch the railing with their legs before the two of them tumble over completely.

"Okay! Okay, scene didn't go quite as planned. No problem, this is what improv's all about."

Really, if it weren't for their imminent deaths this would practically be perfect, probably maybe.

"Just roll with it, you're good at that kind of thing right? ...But whatever you do try to do it quick, this is really astonishingly painful and having to drop you would mean a lot of inconvenient explanations if anyone saw."