A Secondary Sim Within The Matrix, Thursday

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So, after fighting with some of the creepy aliens in the park, Kathy had ended up falling into one of those holes and ended up...in Korea? It had been years since she'd been to Gyeongbokgung Palace in Seoul with her family, but she recognized it immediately. Which, honestly, just made everything weirder.

"Gongju! Gongju!" A woman scurried over to Kathy's side, dressed in an elaborate hanbok, like a court lady straight out of a hostorical fashion plate. "There you are! We've been searching all over for you!"

"For me?" Kathy asked. How could they possibly be looking for her when she'd only just arrived? "...Why are you calling me princess?"

The woman clucked at her, shaking her head and herding her into the palace. "These are just nerves, gongju," she said firmly. "But you really must accept your new station. We're both just lucky that I noticed you were missing before Her Majesty did. The whole palace is in an uproar!"

"It...is?" Kathy asked, still trying to find the thread of the conversation. "Because of me?"

"Oh no, gongju! Much worse!" Kathy wasn't sure how to respond to that. "The prince! Has come! Early!"

...Could she maybe go back to just being confused by being in Seoul? Because even with all the information she was getting from the chattering lady, she was just that much more confused. Holding up her hand, she stopped in her tracks and refused to budge. Not until she got some answers. "Okay," she said. "Time out. Prince? The heck? There has to be some mistake. I'm just an ordinary high school student."

The lady sighed. "That might have been true before, gongju, but no longer. Not since your betrothal to the prince was announced by His Majesty, the king. Now you're a princess and one day will be queen! But now you must stop dawdling! You're finally meeting His Highness and everything must be perfect!"

That was definitely an explanation, if not exactly a helpful one. Betrothal? Prince? Her?!

"Please, hurry gongju! We have so much to do before the wedding!"

At the word 'wedding,' Kathy just bluescreened. Which got her through the incredibly intricate bathing ritual, the extensive dressing and hair styling ceremonies, and the meeting with the prince's mother who didn't hide her thoughts on having a commoner wed her beloved son. Dressed in an elaborate gown that probably cost more money than Kathy had ever seen in her life, she came back to herself when she was escorted into-- "Did that guy just say these are the prince's rooms? Shouldn't we be chaperoned? Something?"

"Please be calm, gongju," her maid whispered. "It's tradition. The wedding festivities will take all day tomorrow and well into the night. You'll both be too exhausted tomorrow evening for your...marital duties. Which is why they shall take place tonight instead."

"You think they'll what?!" Kathy snapped, only to be answered by the closing of the doors behind her. Okaaaay then. Time to find this 'prince' and tell him there was no way in hell that there would be no duties or marriages or anything else!

[For the other one appalled to be here!]

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"... my head hurts," Anders informed her. "No, thank you. Any idea how we can help them get us back?"

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"That's the part we're all working on," Kathy admitted. "I know Mr. Hardison is working with someone down on Earth? But I don't know who. Some stranger who knew about the spaceship or whatever."

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Anders wrinkled his nose. "How did they know about it, though?" he wondered. "And why would some stranger bother telling us?"

He had to wonder if the alien story was entirely trustworthy.

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That was entirely legit! Being kidnapped certainly didn't add to anyone's store of trust right now.

"Because she was watching the spaceship, I think," Kathy said. "She sent Hardison some kind of data spike that he's been using to try to get us more information. And--come on. If you saw people getting abducted, wouldn't you help? It wouldn't matter if you knew those people or not--it's just the right thing to do."

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"I suppose I would," Anders said. "But how did she just happen to see it? Does she live on the island?"

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"I don't think so?" Kathy said. "But it's a ship floating in the sky, roughly the size of the island, I think. That's...pretty noticeable."

She held up her hands. "I didn't actually talk to her myself. But it's the only information we've got right now to go off of."

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"And it's not very helpful as long as we're trapped in here, anyhow," Anders said ruefully, going back to the issue more immediately at hand. "Hmm. We are royalty. Could we just demand they let us got for a walk?"

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"You might be able to?" Kathy said, dubiously. "I don't think what I want carries a lot of weight around here. I'm still a commoner or...whatever. At least until tomorrow."

So weird. This whole sim was so weird.

"But even if we did go for a walk, we'd probably be trailed by guards or servants. Here, at least we have some privacy." For reasons neither of them were thinking too closely about. "I think we should try to escape with what we have at hand. Like..." She looked around at the giant chamber, trying to ignore the obvious intent behind most of what was here. "The sheets are silk. We can fashion a ladder, maybe?"