01-26-2023, 05:33 PM
The world moved quickly once she got herself situated. The new job with the consulate studying the power. Her own make shift lab was filling out nicely. Her garage was more than adequately set up for both that and her own private work. And she had a her bike finally brought over from home. Her father worked her mother around to letting Ilesha send for it. It’s not like she wouldn’t be home again.
Though Ilesha was pretty sure it would be a long while. She missed home, but the sights and sounds weren’t completely foreign, just the language still present around the streets. It was like walking around Little Italy or Little China back home. Except this was Russian.
She didn’t have much to wear to Kallisti but there was the dress Claire had helped her purchase. She’d avoided the club. But she still only knew a few people around work, and even fewer of them understood what she was most avoided her and that was a problem in and of itself.
Ilesha wanted to learn more and the only resource she had was Kallisti. And there was this show that had gone viral. The videos were a compilation of a fight at some super secret underground fight club and a show at Kallisti. The flyer to the new show sprinkled in to make it look like it was promotional. Or maybe it was someone thought they were clever to put it all together.
Ilesha didn’t really care why it had gone viral. The guy was cute and when she’d been there last he was nowhere to be seen. So maybe they had more people like her there. He obviously was a channeler from the fight sequences.
The show’s viral status was shown up by the limos and fancy cars that arrived and departed while they all stood in line. The street lights went out one after the other and the crowd outside started to panic. But the crew from inside handling things quickly and they were all ushered inside where the lights still worked and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
In the hubbub outside she noticed a familiar face in the distance and looked around for her. She hadn’t met the Dr Zayed in person yet, but she knew her face and had passed her in the halls. She knew someone outside of the girls she’d met earlier. And maybe she’d feel less uncomfortable with the whole thing with a friendly face with her.
”Dr. Zayed. Hi. I’m Ilesha Fisher. We work in the same building. I didn’t expect to see anyone familiar here.”
[[ ooc: making the assumption since Ilesha works for Marcus they’d have run into each other in passing in the halls somewhere lol]]
Though Ilesha was pretty sure it would be a long while. She missed home, but the sights and sounds weren’t completely foreign, just the language still present around the streets. It was like walking around Little Italy or Little China back home. Except this was Russian.
She didn’t have much to wear to Kallisti but there was the dress Claire had helped her purchase. She’d avoided the club. But she still only knew a few people around work, and even fewer of them understood what she was most avoided her and that was a problem in and of itself.
Ilesha wanted to learn more and the only resource she had was Kallisti. And there was this show that had gone viral. The videos were a compilation of a fight at some super secret underground fight club and a show at Kallisti. The flyer to the new show sprinkled in to make it look like it was promotional. Or maybe it was someone thought they were clever to put it all together.
Ilesha didn’t really care why it had gone viral. The guy was cute and when she’d been there last he was nowhere to be seen. So maybe they had more people like her there. He obviously was a channeler from the fight sequences.
The show’s viral status was shown up by the limos and fancy cars that arrived and departed while they all stood in line. The street lights went out one after the other and the crowd outside started to panic. But the crew from inside handling things quickly and they were all ushered inside where the lights still worked and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
In the hubbub outside she noticed a familiar face in the distance and looked around for her. She hadn’t met the Dr Zayed in person yet, but she knew her face and had passed her in the halls. She knew someone outside of the girls she’d met earlier. And maybe she’d feel less uncomfortable with the whole thing with a friendly face with her.
”Dr. Zayed. Hi. I’m Ilesha Fisher. We work in the same building. I didn’t expect to see anyone familiar here.”
[[ ooc: making the assumption since Ilesha works for Marcus they’d have run into each other in passing in the halls somewhere lol]]