28 September 2037
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Anita Valerio Nicholas Romolo Jessica Crowley Eugene Alexander John Crowley Sasha Randall Ernest Randall Trajedie Remourna Joel Marsetti

Anita: Holding her signed book. Well Nicky, how did radiation therapy go for you? Smiles.
Nick: …Uhm-hm.
Anita: Gives him a kiss on the cheek. Dr. Marsetti signed it for me! Look… Opens the book. It says… 'Thank you for taking care of Lil' Nickie, Joel Linus Marsetti'.
Nick: Mm…
Anita: That's so sweet. Lil' Nicky. You two must be really close.
Nick: …Yeah…
Anita: He sent a letter too… Reads the letter. Oh! Did you hear that? He said I might be hired!
Nick: Tries to smile a bit.
Anita: Aww… I'm sorry… You don't feel good. Strokes his cheek a bit, frowning.
Nick: Closes his eyes.
Anita: That's right… You just rest. We'll write Dr. Marsetti another letter when you're feeling better! Tucks him in and goes to tend to other patients.

Jessica: Watching the movie. Glad her nausea abated once she got off the airplane.
Eugene: Named "Ardamas" in the movie. Is with the heroes acting like he is one of the people who is excavating Atlantis for treasure and scrolls but, oh no, he's actually the villain!
Jessica: Wasn't this the plot of that Disney movie?
Eugene: Right after he gets done betraying the protagonist by killing the lead heroine, who may have actually been a relatable and likable character. Atlantis was not an underground city, as the scrolls have revealed. It was once an entire continent, the diamond that glistened amongst the pebbles the rest of the world had to offer. You humans really are narrow-minded and selfish as a whole, though you lack the sort of detachment from the race and the longevity to understand the depth of that statement. You look shocked, but I don't think you're listening to me. Stop staring at the girl and do so!
Protagonist: What the fuck, why?
Jessica: So, he's like… Sephiroth?
Eugene: Your head is in the clouds. Think. This is a sacrificial chamber. You already put that much together. I just needed a sacrifice to awaken what slept here. Nothing more or less. Anyhow, where was I before I was so rudely interrupted?
Protagonist: I'm gonna kill you!
Jessica: At least someone finally got the continent thing right.
Eugene: Well I suppose you could try if you'd really like to. You're going to hear me out whether or not you're bleeding on the ground.
Jessica: Eugene's so cool!
Protagonist: Charges him!
Eugene: Flashy CGI effect fireball!
John: Eugene, your career is over.
Jessica: I'm enjoying it!
Eugene: Did I already get to the part about the Kindlers? Looks confused for a moment, as if thinking on it. No… No, I don't think I was at that part yet. Well, I'm sure you won't mind if we just skipped a bit ahead. There really is a lot of history to go over. I'll get to the point. This continent used to be populated by humans just as any other, but unlike the others, magic was quite alive, as you may have figured out by now. The, 'why of fry' as you may say, is where it gets a little cloudy. We were governed and ruled by beings called Kindlers. No one knows their origins, but they were theorized to be the very essence of what chaos would look like, if given a manifest form. Considering their penchant for wild aggression, this was the most widely accepted.
Jessica: Yay! Space aliens!
Eugene: Despite their violence and… well, chaotic behavior, they were rather good leaders. The people were never left to want, though at times, they were certainly left to burn and the Kindlers didn't like it when their holidays were forgotten. May sound a bit like a tangent, but trust me, I am getting to the good part. You see, the humans began to resent these all-powerful beings, despite what gifts they did bring. They did enable us to twist the aether, so to speak. Fancy words for throw fire, for the less magically exposed. Apparently that wasn't enough for the humans and they sought ways to dispose of them. Seems a daunting task, does it not? Well, humans have this innate gift to throw whatever gifts they are given back into the faces of their benefactors.
Jessica: This is my favorite movie.
Eugene: So, dispose of them they did. Magic was completely ineffective against the Kindlers, considering that they were the source of it. So they thought of other ways. You may have noticed some of the odd munitions earlier in this little continent-sized catacomb? Well, you were right. Atlanteans invented firearms far before the first musket was even thought of. There are a lot of theories as to why this would work, most of them formulated by myself, hence how I've gotten a little chatty now that I'm really on the ball.
John: None of it makes sense to me.
Protagonist: Manly grunts as he lays on the ground.
Jessica: Why would you wanna get rid of magic?
Eugene: What is that you said? Why yes, I'll share with you one of my theories. So kind of you to ask. I believe that the real formulation of law on Atlantis was their true downfall and to an extent, the replacement of magic with science. You see, on Atlantis there wasn't 'gravity' or at least in the sense that it's the force that keeps us planted firmly on the ground. Confusing? Let me expound. The Atlanteans were not floating beings, so this is not to say that there was no gravity, rather it was undefined. It was merely, 'We're staying on the ground because our gods are granting us at least that concession, so I'm going to be damn grateful for at least that.'
Jessica: Giggles. Takes some of John's popcorn.
John: Well, that line was kinda funny.
Eugene: You could say that, in a way, Science and Magic are opposing forces. Perhaps not in the most direct terms, but I've noticed that they cancel each other out, unless one grows more dominant than the other. I couldn't use any of my abilities on America or any other continent, due to all of the definitions, the rules, the technology. This is the only place where… I suppose you should be thankful if you get the privilege of being able to stand on your own two feet. Oh and it sounds like your cavalry is here. We must do this again sometime. Seems to melt away into black smoke with the magic of CGI.
Jessica: They should have named his character, "Exposition Monologue." I bet his dead girlfriend's the last space alien or something.
Comedy Relief: Bumbles in with a jar stuck on his hand. Oh my God!
Jessica: What the fuck?
CR: Let's get out of here, buddy!
Protagonist: No, we gotta avenge her!
CR: Uh, no we don't.
Jessica: Giggles. I'm glad the Elementals aren't like the space aliens. Even if technology does kill them.
Protagonist: Summarizes for Comedy Relief.
CR: Oh good. He has magic.
Protagonist: We gotta find out what he's up to and stop him!
CR: Why?!
Protagonist: 'Cause I loooved her.
CR: Oh, okay.
Jessica: Giggles.
CR & Protagonist: Explore more and now there are weird monsters that want to kill them. Protagonist is all badass and fights them while CR runs around and screams with a large urn still stuck to his hand. It apparently is invicible though, as nothing seems to break it.
Jessica: Where did the monsters come from? Giggles.
John: Rooting for the monsters to kill off the CR any minute now.
Jessica: Squirms around in her seat in excitement.
Sachi: This movie is so stupid.
Ernest: This movie freaking rules.
Protagonist: Killed the monsters with a sword he found in an action-packed stunt sequence.
CR: We bad.
Jessica: Giggles.
CR & Protagonist: Through more exposition, they find out that the Kindlers weren't killed but only forced to discard their manifestations and make them unable to directly affect anything anymore. They weren't aliens, they were the manifestation of chaos, the wellspring of magic.
Eugene: Well, you killed some of my servants.
Protagonist: Yeah, we killed your demons!
Eugene: They weren't demons.
Protagonist: What?
Eugene: Just magical manifestations sent out to guard this place, kill you while they're at it. I could always conjure up some more.
CR: Please don't!
Jessica: Giggles.
Eugene: I'm afraid I have no choice. Despite what little threat you represent, I can't afford to have anything stand in my way at this point. Goodbye. Another CGI fireball.
CR: Jumps in the way of it hitting the protagonist!
Eugene: CGIs away!
Protagonist: Dude, you'll make it. Just hang on!
CR: No, I'm not.
Protagonist: You look fine. You can pull through!
CR: Laughs. Splutters.
John: It's going to be awkward when I start clapping at this guy's demise.
Jessica: Aww, comic relief guy, please be okay.
Protagonist: C'mon! Don't think about it. Tell a joke like you always do!
CR: Oh, okay. A man and a giraffe walk into a bar…
Protagonist: Waits.
CR: Dies.
Jessica: Tears. I love giraffes too.
Protagonist: Hugs the body and cries.
Ernest: I owe John five bucks now.
Protagonist: Apparently galvanized by the loss of his friends. He is now all badass and hunting Eugene down. Finds him calmly reading a tome.
Eugene: Looks up and smiles as though to say, "Oh, pleasant of you to stop by."


John: At least it's over now.
Ernest: They killed of my favorite dude!
Other People at the Premier: Liked it enough to clap at the end.
Eugene: The movie ended with more than a hint that there will be another.
Jessica: I hope it does well. Hugs Eugene That was spectacular! Wow… You're such a good actor.
Eugene: Hugs back. Thank you very much. I hope it does well and thank you for your attendance.
Jessica: Thank you for having us!
Eugene: Is not a problem at all. I have not seen you since your wedding. Have you kids?
Jessica: Six! And another one on the way.
Eugene: Eyes pop a little. Six? Does remember the wedding and realizes that she has to be including Celena, Elijah, and Adam.
Jessica: Nods!
Eugene: I do not think I have made acquaintance with your children besides Celena, Elijah, and Adam. Are they well?
Jessica: They're very well. They're 13 now.
Eugene: Both? Did you have a pair? Twins?
Jessica: Nods. Fraternal twin girls. Smiles. You met my son Feemy at the wedding, too.
Eugene: Smiles. The little kid who thought it was Halloween time with his friend. I remember him. He is well too then?
Jessica: Very well. He's in a band now.
Eugene: Oh? Playing the rock-and-roll music, no doubt. I hope he kept the horns if he does.
Jessica: Smiles. He has…
Eugene: I could not do that. Shakes his head and laughs. I would not like for the women's underwear they… Mimes a toss. Throw at him to get caught on one.
Jessica: Laughs.
Eugene: Pats her cheek. Not even trying to be flirty. Like Ernest, very 'physical' with friends. I hope that John is keeping you and your children happy. You are keeping him happy, I see already.
Jessica: Smiles. He's keeping us all very happy. A better husband than I could ever ask for.
Eugene: That is very fortunate. You keep each other young, I see, so I should have already known that. Laughs.
Jessica: Smiles. We do indeed.
Eugene: It looks almost literal though. Do not try to make the other couples jealous, okay?
Jessica: Smiles. We'll try.
Eugene: Chuckles. Okay, make them a little jealous maybe. They could maybe then try harder.
Jessica: Giggles. I really liked the movie… I'll buy the three-disk special edition version when it comes out on Blu-Ray.
Eugene: Laughs a little. It makes me happy to hear that you liked the movie.
John: It was great. Eh.
Jessica: I bet Elijah would like it, too.
Eugene: It is a shame that he could not have come with you all, but I could only have reserved few seats.
Sachi: They did a pretty good job on that stunt double. Looked exactly like ya.
Eugene: I did not have stunt work done. I did my stunts, though had to be coached to do them for a long time.
Ernest: Pretty badass. Why didn't you tell them not to kill off that Howard guy? He was awesome.
Jessica: I was so sad when he died.
John: Grins.
Eugene: Ah-hah… I am just the actor. I do not think that I could have told them not to have killed him off.
Ernest: Why not? Ya just throw down that script and say, 'I'll be in my trailer!' and then they'll cave and tell ya to come back out and shoot again.
Eugene: Ah,.. I do not have a trailer. Seems at a loss for words.
Jessica: Blinks.
Sachi: Even if he could do it, you shouldn't make others do what you want by throwing a big fit about it.
Ernest: Just sayin'.
Eugene: …Er… You are all staying the night at the hotel tonight? Or getting on the plane tonight?
Jessica: We should've brought potions and saved him the cash. Oh, well. It'd be a bit hard to explain how we could get home on our own. I don't think Eugene would want to know that there's a real Atlantis. He'd be worried about… space aliens! Or chaos beings.
Ernest: Shrugs. Not sure. Depends on what those two wanna do, really. Stay or go.
Jessica: Looks to John.
John: I think we could stay at the hotel for the night and leave in the morning, if there's no problem with that. Sleeping on the plane the whole night doesn't sound like my idea of a good time.
Jessica: Nods.
Ernest: Sounds good to me.
Sachi: Nods. Yeah, the beds are nice at the hotel.
Eugene: Very well then. Oh… I have meant to ask, but the movie was playing and thought it would be best not to speak during it, but where did you get your suit, John?
John: It was custom-made.
Eugene: Nods. It is very interesting for a suit.
John: Thanks.

Messenger: Another letter for Dr. Marsetti.
Traj: Has to shake him awake.
Joel: Whoops. Awakens and grabs the letter. Oh boy.
Letter: Dear Dr. Marsetti, Thank you so much for signing my copy of, "The Essence of Healing: Magical Arts vs. the Legitimate Method". It's a great honor and I've always admired you and the work you've done to progress the medical field. Unfortunately, Nicholas isn't feeling well enough to articulate a response to your previous letter, but I thought it would be nice to keep the lines of communication open so you wouldn't worry about him. I have to admit, I am a bit worried about him myself as this is only his first day of treatment and he's doing so poorly. Though I certainly don't mean to worry you, Dr. Marsetti! You must be a very busy man and it's very kind of you to take time from your day to write to your ill cousin. So don't you worry, I'll take good care of him for you. I can't tell you what an honor it is that you would consider me for a position at the infirmary where you work. I have included a copy of my resume with this letter for your consideration. I hope what you see does not disappoint. Take care, Dr. Marsetti. Sincerely, Anita Valerio (and Lil' Nicky in spirit! A heart is drawn.)
Joel: Aw, it wasn't a letter from Nick, but at least he's there in spirit, I suppose. Frowns at news that Nick isn't doing so well. Ms. Remorena, I think you have let me sleep long enough. You are dismissed. To the resume he looks.
Traj: …Yes Dr. Marsetti… Have a good… night… Yawns and trudges away.
Anita's Resume: Shows that she studied medicine in school and had very good academic standing. Went to nursing school as well and has been working at the hospital in Paldicia for five years.
Joel: Not bad at all. Considering also the urgent need for more staff, she's accepted! Hope she can make tea too. Begins penning a response.
Letter: Dear Anita, It was certainly no problem to sign your copy of my book and I am flattered by your admiration. I am sorry to hear that my cousin is not feeling so well in light of the treatment, though I am sure that with support and time, he will persevere. I will not worry, since you are taking care of him, as I have read your resume and I trust him in the hands of one as capable as yourself. You may be pleased to know that there is definitely room here for one of your abilities. I only ask that you please stay where you are and keep an eye on my cousin for the time being, as I want to be sure that he is in good hands at such a time. Thank you for writing a letter. I would have been worried, had I not gotten word and I do hope you do not mind a response. I'll keep in touch. Sincerely, Doctor Joel Marsetti. P.S. Do give Nick a hug from me. I would greatly appreciate it.
Joel: Thought you escaped the embarrassment?! Sends it off the moment he can.

Traj: Sits against one of the walls in the hall. If I go to Adam's or my room, I'll just go to sleep. Opens up that accursed book and reads. Be more comfortable if I maybe laid on my side for a bit. Yeah. Sets the book flat on the ground, open. Supports her head with a hand. These letters are tiny. So many words on a page. Eyes close. Just rest my head for a little bit. My neck hurts. Snoozes in the hallway.

Jessica: Not eating much… The smell of all this food is kinda getting to me.
John: Eating per usual.
Eugene: Didn't order anything for himself to eat. Just not hungry. Anxious about how the film is going to go over.
Jessica: Thankfully didn't order anything too expensive, since she's picking at it.
Ernest: Nothing too expensive here, either.
Sachi: Worried about staining her one good dress.
Eugene: Frowning at Jessica and John. Is the food not good? Too hot? Cold? I will get you different.
Jessica: Smiles. Oh no, thank you! It's very good, really… I'm just feeling a bit sick to my stomach.
John: We could go to the hotel if you want, Jessica.
Jessica: N-No. I'm fine, really!
Eugene: If you are feeling sick, then it would be best if you got rest in bed.
Jessica: Oh, no. I don't want to spoil your nice evening.
Eugene: Waves a hand, as if to push away that comment. No, I had a great evening. Got to see good people I have not seen in a very long time.
Jessica: It was so kind of you to invite us…
Eugene: Could not think of who else I would have rather had invited.
Ernest: May wanna lay off the charm there. She is married and John's the jealous type.
Jessica: Stares at Ernest.
Ernest: Grinning.
John: Also stares.
Eugene: …What?
Sachi: Rolls her eyes.
Jessica: Frowns at Ernest.
Eugene: Laughs. He jokes with me like he did back in high school. You have not changed much at all, Ernest. Please do not become upset with Ernest. He was just trying to make me laugh.
Ernest: I thought it was funny.
Jessica: Nods a bit.
Ernest: I don't even see why she's getting angry. From what I know, John isn't the jealous type. No news of him dueling people to the death in Atlantis for his lady's honor or just talking to her.
Eugene: Ah…J…Jessica, what is it that you do for a living? First topic that comes to mind.
Jessica: …Um… Mind went blank for a second. …Oh! I'm a chef.
Eugene: Oh, you cook food then? Does John assist you?
Jessica: Blinks at John… Didn't even know he cooked… Except like… on the grill. Um… Yes. Nods. I-I-I mean… Yes, I cook food. John doesn't help.
Eugene: Oh? That is too bad. There is nothing like being partners on and off of a job I would think.
Jessica: …Well, sometimes he helps me… wash potatoes…
Eugene: Nods! It is good to help your wife. John, what is it that you do?
John: I work security.
Eugene: Nods. You do? Where?
John: The same place that my lovely wife works as a chef.
Jessica: Gives John a look.
John: Looks back to her and smiles a little.
Eugene: Ha, that is very romantic.
Jessica: Smiles. It is.
Eugene: Indeed. He can tell his boss that he keeps the place safe, but he is only guarding you, I am sure.
Jessica: Blushes a bit.
Eugene: And his children, of course.
John: You'd be right. Chuckles a little bit, considering his boss is one of his children.
Jessica: Nods.
Eugene: All six of them. That is a lot of children for people to have. The more the merrier though, hm?
Jessica: Nods. Certainly.
Eugene: If I ever get married I would like to maybe have twice that many. Laughs.
Jessica: Laughs a little. Really?
Eugene: Perhaps one or two more.
Jessica: Giggles.
John: Big families are the best, aren't they?
Eugene: My apologies, but I have to be going myself. I need to catch a plane to go back home to Europe in the afternoon.
Jessica: O-Oh of course… Have a safe trip.
Eugene: It is with my apologies that I go. Had I the time, I would remain a day or so longer and perhaps take you all out to other meals.
Jessica: O-Oh no… If anything, we should take you out sometime.
John: Seems fair, to pay you back for inviting us.
Eugene: No, no, I could not ask that.
Jessica: Really, we'd love to… Trails off… Doesn't want to say, 'have you'.
Eugene: No, no. I could not ask that of you. It would be unkind of me.
Jessica: N-Not at all!