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[ Wen Ning has no idea what is going on in this place. He'd been in a state of confusion since he's arrival and not much time has passed and he'd shied away from talking to anyone who came into his path. ]

I'm afraid I don't completely understand what is going on here. Am I needed for some reason?

[ He's worried someone might start controlling him, suspicious as he could be. ]

Why is this thing in my head? Does it let people control those who have it?

[ He's had enough things shoved into his skull for a lifetime. ]

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[He'll never understand how he's become the welcome information person here, but it's something to do. Something to focus on other than the fact that all the abandoned domes disappeared and that this is probably going to get worse before it gets better.]

Don't take what's been implanted out. You'll die. It's a communication device that allows you to project your thoughts to others as well as receive them. I can help you understand it, if you want.

I wasn’t going to take it out but it probably wouldn’t kill me.

[ Basically not much could kill Wen Ning in his quasi undead state. ]

I would like to understand.

[He's not going to argue that it would, but he's pretty sure it would.]

Do you have halos - [Go more low tech, Ben.] moving pictures in your world?

[ ... ]

What?

[He'll take that as a solid no.]

What's implanted in your head is a way to connect you to everyone else here. If you think something to someone or everyone, they'll receive it. It's even possible to send visuals.

[He sends him a picture of the marketplace.]

How is that possible?

[ All this is very unfamiliar technology. ]

Advances in knowledge. I would guess from an era long after yours.

It would make sense then but not how I could be here with it.

The best guess is some form of an anomaly, but there haven't been any satisfactory answers found.

Mm...

[ Wen Ning is even more confused which is a bit frustrating. ]

What am I supposed to do here?

Live. I don't think any of us were brought here for a special reason.

I... haven't done that in a long time.

It's ... a learning experiences.

Have you learned well?

No. I'm still learning.

I think one can learn well and still be learning.

Then, I don't know.

Thank you for your help.

The thing in your head is how you communicate. As you are doing now.

That said, I am Councilman Rhy Maresh. I know my colleagues were likely there to speak to you when you first arrived. However I like to consider myself something of a welcome wagon. If you would like, I could find some time to speak to you, give you a basic primer on life in the Sphere, and attempt to instruct you in your communication device and the nature of this place.

[And with the developing troubles, where ever is he going to find the time]

[ Wen Ning is generally a person of view words but the other reminds him vaguely of someone so he nods but then is pretty sure that that doesn't translate. ]

I would very much appreciate your help, Master Rhy.

If you were to provide me with a description of your location, I shall endeavor to find you.

It seems to be just outside of a living space for many people.

One of the dorms then. I shall come to seek you. Please do not move.

Alright.

[ And Wen Ning doesn't move from just outside of the dorm that is where he had apparently been assigned to. And he probably sticks out, his robes are black and his dark hair pulled away from his face, which doesn't hide the black lines that are on his neck. He doesn't have his chains wrapped around him at the very least. ]

[Yes, he does stick out. But he is beautiful, and that is something to be said for the man. Or he would be if Rhy didn't approach and see the black lines.

He freezes, fear filling his eyes. Triggered by that? Yep. Rhy, who had been getting pretty close, backs up a step.]

Your neck.

[ Wen Ning doesn't looked surprised to have someone react in fear of him. He has long had to become used to it. He isn't called the ghost general because people liked him after all. They found the idea of him terrifying even though Wen Ning is not a vengeful or violent ghost. He's not even actually dead, in his world he's a fierce corpse. Dead but not dead, a heart that never stopped beating but his body had been nearly broken and it had taken Wei Wuxian a long time to heal his spiritual cognition. He isn't a puppet. But the effects of being something else means he's not altogether a normal human either and the lines and pale skin are the outward signs of it that could be seen at any time.

His hand goes up to his neck and then he bows to Rhy, his arms creating a loop in front of him as he does before rises and his hands go back to his sides. ]

I mean you no harm. [ Does the man know what he is? ]

You say that, but the marks show you tainted by dark magic.

[When magic was out of balance, when it was corrupted and consumed and controlled the magician, their veins went like that. From the pure red of good blood to the black of tainted magic.]

[ Wen Ning smiles a little and he shakes his head. ]

No, they only show that I almost died and I was saved.

[ A very simplified way to put it. Wei Wuxian would have been upset to hear Wen Ning described as tainted by dark magic. forbidden maybe but not dark. ]

[Yes, one might interpret things like that. But he doesn't believe it.]

I have died and been saved. But even I do not bear the dark marks of corrupted magic.

[It's so traumatic, remembering how that darkness consumed and controlled in his world.]

[ Wen Ning ponders that a moment and there’s a sad smile. ]

I have done no dark magic. There are puppets that can be created in my world, controlled by strong cultivators. Then there are fierce corpses, they are also controlled by strong cultivators. I am somewhere between. A conscious puppet, a living fierce corpse. I haven’t seen evidence of cultivators here that could control me and I would never harm anyone of my own will.

[ Wen Ning looks Tired explaining it but he didn’t want to leave the man fearful. ]

I cannot help the marks that were left on me when Wei Wuxian repaired my spiritual cognition and kept my body from losing the breath of life.

[Rhy looks... scared. Truly shaken. But he nods. Bites his lip and nods. The eyes, they still look clear. There is no shadow, no fog. Right?]

I must see your eyes.

[ Wen Ning bows his head slightly and then edges closer so the other could get a look at his eyes. Although, sometimes his entire eye would go black, normally he has a normal pupil and iris, his eyes have always been a dark color but it's a normal dark. ]

[Rhy leans forward to stare deeply into those eyes. No, they are their own, the man is under his own control.]

Yes, no sign of Osaron in you. Good. I'd have to kill you. No offense, but I cannot allow him here.

[ Wen Ning gives a sad sort of smile. ]

I am very hard to kill.

Yes. I am well familiar with the condition.

[Rhy himself really couldn't die, not without his brother doing so first.]

Are you satisfied that I mean no harm?

[Satisfied? Not fully. Willing to risk it in the course of his duties? Yes. Strangely yes.]

Come along. We shall start with the markets.

[ It's not an affirmative but Wen Ning hadn't totally expected one either. ]

Thank you.

[ There's a bow and he'll follow as the other leads him away from the dorm. ]

[It was complicated, and he had complicated feelings about all of it.]

The markets supply us with many things we need. It ranges from businesses for comfort and entertainment, to means of acquiring additional food and even places that prepare food.

[He guides the man away from the dorm and toward the dome connections.]

How does one pay for it?

[ Wen Ning asks as he keeps in step with him and takes in everything around him, trying to make sure he remembered the ways to navigate. ]

It's... not entirely a matter of pay. Money is not common here. Bartering is more the goal. But you are welcome to work.

[Everything is so complicated here, but they find a way to do it.]

I see... Bartering does not seem like an easy thing.

[ Wen Ning has very little but he supposes it would be alright. ]

You learn the hang of it.

[Rhy leads them through the connecting tunnels toward the markets.]

You will learn many things outside of your normal here. I, for instance, was born a noble. And I'm learning to be a tailor!

[ He supposes he would have to. ]

That is a big change. I was...

[ Wen Ning trailed off but then decides he probably can't worry the man anymore. ]

I was a sword and shield.

A sword and shield...

[Interesting. Rhy considers it thoughtfully.]

Well, you could be something else now. Even a farmer.

[ There's a vague smile at the mention of being a farmer. He remembers being in Yiling with the remnants of his clan and growing radishes and then helping Wei Wuxian grow lotuses in a place that they shouldn't have been able to and it was hard work to make them sprout. ]

I would know how to farm.

[ At least the old way. ]

Well, if you're interested in that, the Agricultural dome always needs more hands. You'd love it!

[Even Rhy likes trying his hand at it once in a while. Though he's told he's not delicate enough with the seeds or sprouts.]

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Voice: UN - Councilman Maresh

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oops unintentional triggering Rhy there.

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