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Player NAME: Ishmael.
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IM & SERVICE: AIM: shadhahvar
Current CHARACTERS: Collette (Animorphs) & Winry Rockbell (Fullmetal Alchemist)
» CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character NAME: Mia Fey
Canon & MEDIUM: Ace Attorney (Video Games)
Canon PULL-POINT: After Trials & Tribulations: Turnabout Memories.
Character AGE: Early 20's! Roughly 23/24?
Character ABILITIES: Spirit medium! She can channel the spirits of the dead, causing a temporary physical transformation into the general outward form (minus proper colorations and without changing hair-style) of the deceased. Honestly it's about that straight forward. She should be able to expel those spirits that she's channeling, only one can channel at a time, and the channeler doesn't dream while channeling.
Character HISTORY: Wikia Here.
Character PERSONALITY:
Mia Fey is a dedicated, stubborn woman with a still growing confidence in what she does for a living and her ability to... lawyer.
A few years down the line she has a better handle on her temper; in her early twenties, Mia Fey had a habit of acting out under stress (be it nervousness or anger), as seen directed at her co-counsel and erstwhile boss, Marvin Grossberg. (She grabs a hold of his lapels when trying to convince him she's not nervous -- likewise she turns to him and punches him in the stomach when she gets fed up and frustrated with what's happening in court and don't ask me this is the game where Franziska whips people on the stand and it's acceptable sobbing). The point being she tries very hard to be exemplary and keep professional cool and absolutely doesn't manage to keep it more than 80% of the time. Part of it is intensity in focus during her second case; she needs to be able to prove the truth behind what's going on as it links up to the first case she had in court, and the subsequent attempted murder on fellow defense attorney and at-the-time boyfriend, Diego Armando.
Actually, let's start over. Mia Fey is a woman who is driven by her own moral conscience and concept of truth, belief, and protection, someone who spends years investigating cases in order to learn the truth behind events that transpired in an effort to find the guilty parties, though the times we see this most clearly are both linked to cases Mia takes personally (defending Phoenix Wright due to the Dahlia Hawthorne connection in the case, investigating the DL-6 incident that her mother disappeared after). Morality in this case can also be a slippery beast, given Mia has no trouble being as klepto as most other lawyers in the AA franchise, but given the in-universe means of collecting information and investigating to learn the truth in as short a period as possible, and the way the "ends" are shown, Mia may be part of the means justify the ends crowd when the means aren't fabricating what doesn't exist, and just liberating something that will help to prove someone's innocence and cement anothers guilt.
No, wait, let's try again. Mia Fey is a woman. Yes, this is a good beginning. Mia Fey is a woman, and she's far from perfect, as most characters must be. The a fore-mentioned trouble with her temper, the fact she does show when things rattle her, how she tries and reminds herself to keep smiling for the sake of her client and her own confidence, that she broke down crying after her first trial (which ended in her client committing suicide while on the stand, youch), all of it is an indication of both how strongly she feels and reacts to the world around her, and how much growing she still has to become the much more calm, confident, and collected "Chief" Phoenix Wright knows a few years down the line.
Mia comes out of a family that's mired in its own internal politics, ones she sidesteps and sets down when she makes the decision to leave the title of Master of the Kurain Technique to her younger sister Maya Fey; a decision that takes out a degree of potential friction between sisters (however unlikely it is that such would have come up between Maya and Mia) and created a different kind between Mia and her aunt Morgan at the least. (Something Mia would have been aware of in making her decision to move toward a future that was not in support of the clan in particular, nor concerned with leading and being the face of the Fey's and the Spirit Channeling Technique that made them who and what they were. Which is partly really darn crazy.) She has the capacity to make difficult decisions, as well as trust in the underlying inherent better natures of people around her -- particularly those she works with. (Such as with Grossberg, and leaving Maya a note saying if she ever needed a defense attorney, starting with Mia's former boss was a good move.)
Wow, there sure are a lot of parenthetical insertions here! It'll probably just get worse from here on out...
Mia loves her sister very much, keeping Maya involved in her life even when not living at the Kurain Temple. They talk regularly, and later on, Maya even holds evidence for Mia; they're close sisters, and Mia cares very deeply for her. There isn't so much explicitly stated about how life was like for the sisters once their mother left and they were left in the care of their Aunt Morgan, but Maya's young age seemed to leave a greater idea of responsibility and desire to protect and nurture with Mia, rather than pushing to the opposite extreme of resentment and feeling burdened. Maya is one of the best things in her life, and certainly one of the most consistent.
She's a sociable enough person, if her work tends to come first and foremost (with an exception likely in the case of her sister, to degrees). Mia's ready and easy with using whatever advantage she can to get information out of a reluctant source, be it through flirting, sleight of hand, or particularly well placed traps that force honesty out of others. (Even after her death, she's helping her protege and sister catch people in traps of their own making.) Her ability to think ahead or grasp for breaks in logic or contradictions in evidence and people's statements makes her a good lawyer; the creativity she has in envisioning alternate situations and possibilities is another strength (especially given her society's version of trials by fire and detective-lawyers). Even coming up with alternates to help stall when needing more time to think or find evidence that will more strongly support her cause requires that creative, on the spot kind of thinking. It's part of bluffing and helping to expose hidden truths or unmask lurking lies when it comes to the courtroom, or possibly among friends. That's just far more rude to do among friends.
Unfortunately, most of younger Mia Fey is shown in court, or in the brief recesses while at court. She's at her most intense game while there, driving for the truth she sees and believing firmly in the innocence of her clients. It's a luxury she can likely afford due to the slow rate of actual defense attorneying she's up to, taking on her second case just about a year after her first. Either way, a good part of Mia's credo comes in that belief in her client's innocence, and the conviction that she will make that innocence known, as well as expose the true guilty party along the way.
Mia doesn't have much patience for bullshit, even if her internal commentary may say more than she's willing to outwardly. Dahlia -- as either Dahlia, or when she was under the pseudonym Melissa -- irritated her for being a good enough actress to convince others of her innocence through nothing more than that acting; it sure wasn't showing up in concrete proof. When reactions aren't justified, there's a reason for it -- she wants to know why.
Or frown at everyone who's buying into the people selling bridges. (For relevance: bridges cannot actually be sold [ignoring the London Bridge incident], so someone offering to sell one to you is selling one hell of a big fat lie.)
Mia is also a very perceptive person. Admittedly, we see far more of this from her when she's older (and much more dead) than we do while she's young, but her ability to read people and situations, and intuit connections or situations is something she's likely had from a young age. She's particularly sensitive to her younger sister, for reasons of being particularly close to her, but even working with someone for the first time she can start picking up intent and general mood fairly quickly. Thus if she figures that flirting's going to get her more of what she wants, she'll flirt. Or if she wants to flirt, she'll... flirt, but that's back to being a pretty well adjusted, normal, sociable person. Mia's pretty adaptive and a fast learner altogether,
Mia spends most all of her professional life searching out the truth of the DL-6 case, the one that stemmed from an event apparently occurring just to screw as many people over in this franchise as possible at one time. The search for that truth is ultimately part of what helps get her killed; she's dogged in the pursuit of information that puts Redd White on the spot years later. Her persistence is part of her apparent creed of hard work paying off and getting her where she wants to be -- through college, into the courtroom, into her own private practice later on -- and along with it comes a certain... tendency to not let go of the things that really got to her. Redd White and his role in her mother's slandering and shaming out of the community and her daughter's lives, Dahlia and her responsibility for not only ruining the lives of her adoptive family, former "lover" Fawkes, former "lover" Phoenix, her twin sister Iris, Diego Armando, Mia herself, and Maya Fey (and Misty and okay Dahlia manages to screw a lot of people over even after she dies)... Finding the truth was imperative, but having those final resolutions to the guilty parties, and seeing it through to an end, that wasn't just professional interest. Crossing Mia Fey is a really stupid idea -- she has the will and resolution to see you get as good, if not better, than you deserve.
Alternately, being her friend or part of her closest family ends you up in much the same situation of gives as good, if not better, than you deserve (not that she thinks those who are important to her don't deserve the better elements out of life, as they do), but that's the positive, affectionate end of the spectrum. It just doesn't mean you'll get carte blanche to pull stupid things without her calling you out on them, or reassuring you at the end of the day that you've done the best job you can.
» EXSILIUM INFORMATION
Chosen WEAPON: A compass that operates much like the one in Pirates of the Caribbean, in that it orients itself to point toward what you most want in a given moment/frame of mind. With greater use, Mia will be able to use her compass to discern what other people (living people) most want or desire [be it to find, or to have, or to hold, who knows]. With even greater use, she'll be able to do the same for people no longer alive. It's got the built in caveat that it's going to be faulty and respond to smaller wants and desires as much as the big ones, until her focus is perfected, and like she can be distracted, so can her sentient weapon, possibly even into guessing what it thinks she most wants or needs right now. Or that someone else wants or needs right now, at that point. There's less confusion by the time she'd be able to orient toward the... dead.
Chosen SKILLSET: She's a defense attorney. By and large she'll try to make herself useful and keep busy in an attempt to prevent, oh, more chaos from getting back to OH MY GOD ARE THOSE REAL MONSTERS ahem from having more chaos infiltrate super-criminal AA universe.
Character INVENTORY: A tub of facial cream, two slices of zucchini, her attorney badge, a fluffy bathrobe, a pair of slippers, a toothbrush, and a towel.
» SAMPLES
First PERSON: A funny thing happened on the way to the courtroom.
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Is there any official liaison between the Initiative, the people who aren't explicitly part of the Initiative yet who live on Exisilium, and the group of people brought here known collectively as the "Transports?" Further information in regards to the efforts of the people who live here in creating their own policing force, and the faction of people wishing to do the same within the "Transports" is also welcome. I've seen talk about people interested in establishing a firm set of written laws too. Who exactly is in charge of that effort?
[ Ten to one she's not going to like or appreciate half these answers as much as she wishes she would. ]
Third PERSON:
Mia Fey had expected several things from the evening that stretched before her. A relaxing bath, a bowl of popcorn with real butter, the kind dribbled on after the rest was all popped, and some unwinding time combing over the record of the recent court proceedings. It was a success, a triumph of truth over subterfuge and lies woven together by a deceptive and cunning devil, now destined in the short long-term for execution. The defendant, her client, was free and clear of charges, pursuing his art degree -- or law degree, she supposed -- whatever Phoenix did choose to do with himself now, he was free to do it.
Right. The point was tonight was supposed to be a quiet evening alone, not a mess of rooms and worried faces and explanations of wars standing around the world's worst organized evidence locker. "We understand this is all confusing for you," a pleasant woman said, trying for placating and achieving something closer to thinly veiled nerves. "Normally we have more time to tell you everything we can, but the situation right now's rather delicate. If you will please all follow me this way, fellow Initiative volunteers will help answer your questions as we move in groups to the safe zones."
"Safe from what?" Mia looked toward the man who asked, standing off to her left. "The officers who'll be shutting down your whole operation once they hear from my wife you've kidnapped us all for your weird little apocalypse club?"
Mia privately agreed. Being pulled into a whole different time, on what might be a whole different planet? It was crazy, but telling that to anyone's face so plainly was going to have a mixed bag of results. If they were all cultists, antagonizing them with threats that couldn't be backed was a bad idea.
"I'm sure we'll all be back home before much longer, sir. If we can take a moment to--"
"Yeah, I'll shut up. That's what you're saying, shut up and go along with the crazies! I won't do it, and if you want to get back to your little spa party, then you should be smart enough to realize going along with this is suicide!"
Will he let me finish a sentence? Mia frowned, one hand coming up to the mask on her face. He has no idea what he's talking about. He's scared! Which was obvious, but the way he was choosing to lash out wasn't helping anyone. "I realize this is all a lot to take in--"
"Will you just shut up already?! I'm not going to listen to some bimbo in a robe tell me what I should be doing when we've all been kidnapped!" The man was turning red in the face, storming off after the woman who'd been speaking with them. "You will let us go! I demand you let us go! Do you have any idea who I am?"
Other than a pompous idiot? Anger and frustration curled in Mia's stomach as the man pushed away through the crowd. She turned around and drove her fist into the stomach of whoever stood next to her, realizing more after the fact she'd acted than knowing what she was doing in the heat of her anger. The poor man had the wind knocked out of him, clutching at his diaphragm and wheezing, "But I didn't even say anything!"
"Sorry," she said hurriedly, taking a step back and waving off her own transgression. Smile, Mia, and find someone to tell you everything they can about what's going on. Actor or not, cultist or not, what they know is going to tell you what you need to know in order to get yourself and all these people out of here. Taking the towel down off her hair and wiping away her facial mask, she spotted a younger looking man in the drab, not-quite uniform of the woman who'd been addressing them earlier. "You guys caught me at an inopportune moment," she said, tone almost apologetic. "Would you mind telling me a little more about what's going on? I caught mentions of a war, and something to do with initiative..." Smiling, Mia watched the young man for his response. Convulsive swallowing, then a shy smile, and a tap on his nose.
"You've... got some of that stuff still right here. And here," he added, running his finger over his left cheek.
She smiled, wiping at the indicated places. "Right here? I knew I missed something. Thanks for the pointers. You're really helping a lady out." Mia looked to him after she was finished, almost looking amused. "Am I presentable yet?"
He answered her smile with a little bigger one of his own, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Yeah. Um, you're very presentable, miss. Can I... I can tell you everything we know. You're not from here, but you might know about it in your world. About this island? We call it Exsilium now. Hundreds of years ago, it was called the United Kingdom. We're in what's left of London..."
Good. She'd keep up the polite smiles and the encouraging words until she had a better idea of what was going on... along with directions to the women's lockers.
Kidnapped or otherwise, Mia Fey was not going to spend hours on end traipsing around in her bathrobe and ducky slippers. That was just ridiculous.
Player NAME: Ishmael.
Personal JOURNAL:
shadhahvarIM & SERVICE: AIM: shadhahvar
Current CHARACTERS: Collette (Animorphs) & Winry Rockbell (Fullmetal Alchemist)
» CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character NAME: Mia Fey
Canon & MEDIUM: Ace Attorney (Video Games)
Canon PULL-POINT: After Trials & Tribulations: Turnabout Memories.
Character AGE: Early 20's! Roughly 23/24?
Character ABILITIES: Spirit medium! She can channel the spirits of the dead, causing a temporary physical transformation into the general outward form (minus proper colorations and without changing hair-style) of the deceased. Honestly it's about that straight forward. She should be able to expel those spirits that she's channeling, only one can channel at a time, and the channeler doesn't dream while channeling.
Character HISTORY: Wikia Here.
Character PERSONALITY:
Mia Fey is a dedicated, stubborn woman with a still growing confidence in what she does for a living and her ability to... lawyer.
A few years down the line she has a better handle on her temper; in her early twenties, Mia Fey had a habit of acting out under stress (be it nervousness or anger), as seen directed at her co-counsel and erstwhile boss, Marvin Grossberg. (She grabs a hold of his lapels when trying to convince him she's not nervous -- likewise she turns to him and punches him in the stomach when she gets fed up and frustrated with what's happening in court and don't ask me this is the game where Franziska whips people on the stand and it's acceptable sobbing). The point being she tries very hard to be exemplary and keep professional cool and absolutely doesn't manage to keep it more than 80% of the time. Part of it is intensity in focus during her second case; she needs to be able to prove the truth behind what's going on as it links up to the first case she had in court, and the subsequent attempted murder on fellow defense attorney and at-the-time boyfriend, Diego Armando.
Actually, let's start over. Mia Fey is a woman who is driven by her own moral conscience and concept of truth, belief, and protection, someone who spends years investigating cases in order to learn the truth behind events that transpired in an effort to find the guilty parties, though the times we see this most clearly are both linked to cases Mia takes personally (defending Phoenix Wright due to the Dahlia Hawthorne connection in the case, investigating the DL-6 incident that her mother disappeared after). Morality in this case can also be a slippery beast, given Mia has no trouble being as klepto as most other lawyers in the AA franchise, but given the in-universe means of collecting information and investigating to learn the truth in as short a period as possible, and the way the "ends" are shown, Mia may be part of the means justify the ends crowd when the means aren't fabricating what doesn't exist, and just liberating something that will help to prove someone's innocence and cement anothers guilt.
No, wait, let's try again. Mia Fey is a woman. Yes, this is a good beginning. Mia Fey is a woman, and she's far from perfect, as most characters must be. The a fore-mentioned trouble with her temper, the fact she does show when things rattle her, how she tries and reminds herself to keep smiling for the sake of her client and her own confidence, that she broke down crying after her first trial (which ended in her client committing suicide while on the stand, youch), all of it is an indication of both how strongly she feels and reacts to the world around her, and how much growing she still has to become the much more calm, confident, and collected "Chief" Phoenix Wright knows a few years down the line.
Mia comes out of a family that's mired in its own internal politics, ones she sidesteps and sets down when she makes the decision to leave the title of Master of the Kurain Technique to her younger sister Maya Fey; a decision that takes out a degree of potential friction between sisters (however unlikely it is that such would have come up between Maya and Mia) and created a different kind between Mia and her aunt Morgan at the least. (Something Mia would have been aware of in making her decision to move toward a future that was not in support of the clan in particular, nor concerned with leading and being the face of the Fey's and the Spirit Channeling Technique that made them who and what they were. Which is partly really darn crazy.) She has the capacity to make difficult decisions, as well as trust in the underlying inherent better natures of people around her -- particularly those she works with. (Such as with Grossberg, and leaving Maya a note saying if she ever needed a defense attorney, starting with Mia's former boss was a good move.)
Wow, there sure are a lot of parenthetical insertions here! It'll probably just get worse from here on out...
Mia loves her sister very much, keeping Maya involved in her life even when not living at the Kurain Temple. They talk regularly, and later on, Maya even holds evidence for Mia; they're close sisters, and Mia cares very deeply for her. There isn't so much explicitly stated about how life was like for the sisters once their mother left and they were left in the care of their Aunt Morgan, but Maya's young age seemed to leave a greater idea of responsibility and desire to protect and nurture with Mia, rather than pushing to the opposite extreme of resentment and feeling burdened. Maya is one of the best things in her life, and certainly one of the most consistent.
She's a sociable enough person, if her work tends to come first and foremost (with an exception likely in the case of her sister, to degrees). Mia's ready and easy with using whatever advantage she can to get information out of a reluctant source, be it through flirting, sleight of hand, or particularly well placed traps that force honesty out of others. (Even after her death, she's helping her protege and sister catch people in traps of their own making.) Her ability to think ahead or grasp for breaks in logic or contradictions in evidence and people's statements makes her a good lawyer; the creativity she has in envisioning alternate situations and possibilities is another strength (especially given her society's version of trials by fire and detective-lawyers). Even coming up with alternates to help stall when needing more time to think or find evidence that will more strongly support her cause requires that creative, on the spot kind of thinking. It's part of bluffing and helping to expose hidden truths or unmask lurking lies when it comes to the courtroom, or possibly among friends. That's just far more rude to do among friends.
Unfortunately, most of younger Mia Fey is shown in court, or in the brief recesses while at court. She's at her most intense game while there, driving for the truth she sees and believing firmly in the innocence of her clients. It's a luxury she can likely afford due to the slow rate of actual defense attorneying she's up to, taking on her second case just about a year after her first. Either way, a good part of Mia's credo comes in that belief in her client's innocence, and the conviction that she will make that innocence known, as well as expose the true guilty party along the way.
Mia doesn't have much patience for bullshit, even if her internal commentary may say more than she's willing to outwardly. Dahlia -- as either Dahlia, or when she was under the pseudonym Melissa -- irritated her for being a good enough actress to convince others of her innocence through nothing more than that acting; it sure wasn't showing up in concrete proof. When reactions aren't justified, there's a reason for it -- she wants to know why.
Or frown at everyone who's buying into the people selling bridges. (For relevance: bridges cannot actually be sold [ignoring the London Bridge incident], so someone offering to sell one to you is selling one hell of a big fat lie.)
Mia is also a very perceptive person. Admittedly, we see far more of this from her when she's older (and much more dead) than we do while she's young, but her ability to read people and situations, and intuit connections or situations is something she's likely had from a young age. She's particularly sensitive to her younger sister, for reasons of being particularly close to her, but even working with someone for the first time she can start picking up intent and general mood fairly quickly. Thus if she figures that flirting's going to get her more of what she wants, she'll flirt. Or if she wants to flirt, she'll... flirt, but that's back to being a pretty well adjusted, normal, sociable person. Mia's pretty adaptive and a fast learner altogether,
Mia spends most all of her professional life searching out the truth of the DL-6 case, the one that stemmed from an event apparently occurring just to screw as many people over in this franchise as possible at one time. The search for that truth is ultimately part of what helps get her killed; she's dogged in the pursuit of information that puts Redd White on the spot years later. Her persistence is part of her apparent creed of hard work paying off and getting her where she wants to be -- through college, into the courtroom, into her own private practice later on -- and along with it comes a certain... tendency to not let go of the things that really got to her. Redd White and his role in her mother's slandering and shaming out of the community and her daughter's lives, Dahlia and her responsibility for not only ruining the lives of her adoptive family, former "lover" Fawkes, former "lover" Phoenix, her twin sister Iris, Diego Armando, Mia herself, and Maya Fey (and Misty and okay Dahlia manages to screw a lot of people over even after she dies)... Finding the truth was imperative, but having those final resolutions to the guilty parties, and seeing it through to an end, that wasn't just professional interest. Crossing Mia Fey is a really stupid idea -- she has the will and resolution to see you get as good, if not better, than you deserve.
Alternately, being her friend or part of her closest family ends you up in much the same situation of gives as good, if not better, than you deserve (not that she thinks those who are important to her don't deserve the better elements out of life, as they do), but that's the positive, affectionate end of the spectrum. It just doesn't mean you'll get carte blanche to pull stupid things without her calling you out on them, or reassuring you at the end of the day that you've done the best job you can.
» EXSILIUM INFORMATION
Chosen WEAPON: A compass that operates much like the one in Pirates of the Caribbean, in that it orients itself to point toward what you most want in a given moment/frame of mind. With greater use, Mia will be able to use her compass to discern what other people (living people) most want or desire [be it to find, or to have, or to hold, who knows]. With even greater use, she'll be able to do the same for people no longer alive. It's got the built in caveat that it's going to be faulty and respond to smaller wants and desires as much as the big ones, until her focus is perfected, and like she can be distracted, so can her sentient weapon, possibly even into guessing what it thinks she most wants or needs right now. Or that someone else wants or needs right now, at that point. There's less confusion by the time she'd be able to orient toward the... dead.
Chosen SKILLSET: She's a defense attorney. By and large she'll try to make herself useful and keep busy in an attempt to prevent, oh, more chaos from getting back to OH MY GOD ARE THOSE REAL MONSTERS ahem from having more chaos infiltrate super-criminal AA universe.
Character INVENTORY: A tub of facial cream, two slices of zucchini, her attorney badge, a fluffy bathrobe, a pair of slippers, a toothbrush, and a towel.
» SAMPLES
First PERSON: A funny thing happened on the way to the courtroom.
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Is there any official liaison between the Initiative, the people who aren't explicitly part of the Initiative yet who live on Exisilium, and the group of people brought here known collectively as the "Transports?" Further information in regards to the efforts of the people who live here in creating their own policing force, and the faction of people wishing to do the same within the "Transports" is also welcome. I've seen talk about people interested in establishing a firm set of written laws too. Who exactly is in charge of that effort?
[ Ten to one she's not going to like or appreciate half these answers as much as she wishes she would. ]
Third PERSON:
Mia Fey had expected several things from the evening that stretched before her. A relaxing bath, a bowl of popcorn with real butter, the kind dribbled on after the rest was all popped, and some unwinding time combing over the record of the recent court proceedings. It was a success, a triumph of truth over subterfuge and lies woven together by a deceptive and cunning devil, now destined in the short long-term for execution. The defendant, her client, was free and clear of charges, pursuing his art degree -- or law degree, she supposed -- whatever Phoenix did choose to do with himself now, he was free to do it.
Right. The point was tonight was supposed to be a quiet evening alone, not a mess of rooms and worried faces and explanations of wars standing around the world's worst organized evidence locker. "We understand this is all confusing for you," a pleasant woman said, trying for placating and achieving something closer to thinly veiled nerves. "Normally we have more time to tell you everything we can, but the situation right now's rather delicate. If you will please all follow me this way, fellow Initiative volunteers will help answer your questions as we move in groups to the safe zones."
"Safe from what?" Mia looked toward the man who asked, standing off to her left. "The officers who'll be shutting down your whole operation once they hear from my wife you've kidnapped us all for your weird little apocalypse club?"
Mia privately agreed. Being pulled into a whole different time, on what might be a whole different planet? It was crazy, but telling that to anyone's face so plainly was going to have a mixed bag of results. If they were all cultists, antagonizing them with threats that couldn't be backed was a bad idea.
"I'm sure we'll all be back home before much longer, sir. If we can take a moment to--"
"Yeah, I'll shut up. That's what you're saying, shut up and go along with the crazies! I won't do it, and if you want to get back to your little spa party, then you should be smart enough to realize going along with this is suicide!"
Will he let me finish a sentence? Mia frowned, one hand coming up to the mask on her face. He has no idea what he's talking about. He's scared! Which was obvious, but the way he was choosing to lash out wasn't helping anyone. "I realize this is all a lot to take in--"
"Will you just shut up already?! I'm not going to listen to some bimbo in a robe tell me what I should be doing when we've all been kidnapped!" The man was turning red in the face, storming off after the woman who'd been speaking with them. "You will let us go! I demand you let us go! Do you have any idea who I am?"
Other than a pompous idiot? Anger and frustration curled in Mia's stomach as the man pushed away through the crowd. She turned around and drove her fist into the stomach of whoever stood next to her, realizing more after the fact she'd acted than knowing what she was doing in the heat of her anger. The poor man had the wind knocked out of him, clutching at his diaphragm and wheezing, "But I didn't even say anything!"
"Sorry," she said hurriedly, taking a step back and waving off her own transgression. Smile, Mia, and find someone to tell you everything they can about what's going on. Actor or not, cultist or not, what they know is going to tell you what you need to know in order to get yourself and all these people out of here. Taking the towel down off her hair and wiping away her facial mask, she spotted a younger looking man in the drab, not-quite uniform of the woman who'd been addressing them earlier. "You guys caught me at an inopportune moment," she said, tone almost apologetic. "Would you mind telling me a little more about what's going on? I caught mentions of a war, and something to do with initiative..." Smiling, Mia watched the young man for his response. Convulsive swallowing, then a shy smile, and a tap on his nose.
"You've... got some of that stuff still right here. And here," he added, running his finger over his left cheek.
She smiled, wiping at the indicated places. "Right here? I knew I missed something. Thanks for the pointers. You're really helping a lady out." Mia looked to him after she was finished, almost looking amused. "Am I presentable yet?"
He answered her smile with a little bigger one of his own, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Yeah. Um, you're very presentable, miss. Can I... I can tell you everything we know. You're not from here, but you might know about it in your world. About this island? We call it Exsilium now. Hundreds of years ago, it was called the United Kingdom. We're in what's left of London..."
Good. She'd keep up the polite smiles and the encouraging words until she had a better idea of what was going on... along with directions to the women's lockers.
Kidnapped or otherwise, Mia Fey was not going to spend hours on end traipsing around in her bathrobe and ducky slippers. That was just ridiculous.