[open to Investigators] Roll call and IC welcome/infopost

[howexciting]

Is everyone all right? I think-- cazzo!-- I think a roll call is in order. Leonardo da Vinci, present.

We seem to have found ourselves in the Afterlife, or some form of it. But where precisely, I don't know. Angels and demons in the same place... it's unheard of, in the stories of my time.

For those new Travelers, welcome to your first Jaunt. I am sorry it is not more hospitable... if anyone needs better clothes or any supplies, I would be happy to assist, if only I can manage to disperse this crowd-- Dio mio, this crowd! This is ridiculous!

... please, if anyone has found a quiet spot where I may hide, tell me? I am having a bit of trouble, here.

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[theanguissette]

We will. And we will keep him safe. [ Her surety is like a steady mountain, no room for doubts. ]

[wholeheaded]

Yeah, I've got nothing on that front, I barely understand the mythology. We don't-- angels are good, in theory, demons are bad, in theory. Beyond that I just... this is very Earthy, Leonardo, folks from elsewhere are gonna have a hard time with even the basics here.

[ good and wicked, that makes sense, but he's learned by now that he can't trust that simple dichotomy. ]

Why would someone end up in a place like this?

[protect_and_serve]

Of course not.

[wholeheaded]

All right then. Good luck, call if you need anything.

[howexciting]

... I will go looking for him, then, and hope I find him before it is too late.

[When this is all over, he'll thank you for this.]

Given your ancestry... should I start with the angels?

[howexciting]

You sound so sure of that.

[protect_and_serve]

I'm an apostate priest, Maestro. I know a little of damnation.

[howexciting]

But the D'Angeline know a different sort of damnation than than the Caerdicci, do they not?

[protect_and_serve]

That is... a matter of some debate. But your religion is not that of the Caerdicci I have known.

[howexciting]

... no, I'm afraid it's far more restrictive, even from what little I've heard, though it does share at least one similarity.

[protect_and_serve]

What is that?

[howexciting]

They are both very strict on sodomites, insisting that not only is one to be thrown in jail for it, but that one will go to Hell for such things. Dante once wrote of Hell, and placed sodomites in the same Circle as murderers, usurers, blasphemers... and those who commit suicide.

[howexciting]

Firenze will always be closest to home, for me... but Venezia has its charms.

... perhaps that is true. Still, I wish it were not so hard on you.

Well... actually, I am very bad at lying. Terrible at it, in truth. I suppose it is true that not all of us believe as such, but... I believe we should work together. And I am more than happy to help you or any other Traveler, in any way I can.

[howexciting]

Bah, it does not matter. You gave me the idea.

I will see how it works, then, and report back to you - hopefully with good news.

[protect_and_serve]

Dante. Is he a theologian? A priest?

[upcard]

[He's so excited about it...it gives her a lot of enjoyment and hope too. So she sounds pretty cheerful as she responds.]

Okay...! I'll look forward to it.

[An echo of a mental giggle, and--]

Take care of yourself, Leonardo-sensei.

[She'll let him get back to it, and focus back on exploring the lay of the land herself.]

[mermaiding]

Humph... Pretty words do not mean anything if there is no support.

[Granted she's met nothing but kind and helpful people here lately but... Still. She doesn't know how much of that is just luring her into some false sense of security, does she?

She huffs]

Will you get me here or not?

[howexciting]

... ah, yes, of course, I apologize! One moment.

[And within the span of a breath, Oona can see in her mind's eye where Leonardo is - in one of the lanes of market stalls, and while she is not within sight, perhaps one of the shops is memorable...]

[mermaiding]

[Weird. Really weird.

It isn't like 'magic' things are strange to her, but it's still something different from what she's used to. She recognizes one of the stalls though as one close to her and stands quickly.]

There! Recognize it. Will meet you there? [She's already hurrying there though oops.]

[howexciting]

He is no priest, no, but a layman. He is a renowned poet from Firenze, a hundred and fifty years ago. However... all in my time can be theologians, if they study enough.

[howexciting]

... I am not so sure of that, but I will try my best.

[howexciting]

Purgatory is a place meant for the redemption of souls. That is what I was taught, anyway... so perhaps angels, too, need to be redeemed, and demons as well. Though redemption may entirely depend upon Heaven or Hell's definition of it, in the case of the angels and demons.

[howexciting]

Yes, I will meet you there. I... will not be myself, but you will know me.

[He stops the livestream, and turns just as Oona comes into view, hurrying down the street - but he is not himself, for he is disguised as another, an illusion of a plain-looking demon over his body. However, he speaks not with the voice of a demon, but himself.]

Oona. I am glad to see you unharmed.

[mermaiding]

[Well that was certainly not what she was expecting, and Oona freezes up accordingly.]

Eh? Eh? [No seriously what the hell.] ...Leonardo?

[protect_and_serve]

Maybe it's different in your time, Maestro. But in mine, the pictures poets sketch aren't taken for truth, but strong feeling.