Language LOL: Translator Malfunction

[rumham]

You know what's cool? Chatting with your pals. Reading the Internet. Navigating the roads because you can understand the Gods-damned street signs. You know what's not cool? Not being able to do any of that. By that metric, one might describe today in the Nexus decidedly uncool.

It's utterly without warning that the multiversal hub goes from automatic to manual translation. Shop signs, radio and television broadcasts, conversations on the streets between vendors and friends and businesspeople are suddenly a jarring cacophony of dissonant languages. Then there's the silence. Then there's the shouting. Turns out people get pissed off when nobody understands them!

Momentary chaos dies down as the average people of the Nexus come to grips with their new situation. Shopkeepers wait outside their stores and stands with expectant expressions, impatiently waiting for the translator to pull itself together and start working again.

Except...

It sort of doesn't.

No, it super doesn't.

Citizens of the Nexus, it would appear you're going to have to adjust...

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[poetwarrior]

"Gheir." That one is much harder, but he feels confident that it is the best he can do, and he watches attentively, ears forward, as she gestures something. "Ke'rosengh..." Ah, her furry friend. Not that Faris understands what she is saying about him. Perhaps... oh, yes, they are both mammals, yes. He dips his head in a nod of understanding, or so he hopes. "Ke'rosengh bheu lapkais."

[mudblood_andproud]

"Ke'rosengh. Crookshanks." Hermione smiles. It is a beautiful word, to describe her currently missing familiar.

They seem to be making process with comparing words. Learning about each other's languages.

Hermione touches her ears. "Ears."

[poetwarrior]

His gaze follows her motions, and he flicks his ears forward. "Eir," he repeats dutifully, before adding his own word. "Ous."

Hmm, what else. a more difficult word, perhaps, now that they have the basics. Faris uses one paw to run it over his scales, on his forepaws and torso, as well as his tail. "Tuakos," he says, and reaches out to touch her arms also, avoiding her clothing, using direct contact only. "Tuakos bheu menegh uei bhe."

[mudblood_andproud]

"Tuakos..." Hermione repeats. At first, she thinks he means scales. The way he runs his paw over his scales. But then he touches her arms. And uses the same word.

And he has used the word bheu before.

"One word at a time." She requests. Because she thinks she is missing something.

[poetwarrior]

The long string of words is meaningless to him, but the lack of a lone word to interpret what he is describing means that she did not understand. He is not surprised by this; it is much harder to indicate than an eye or a tail.

Faris ensures that his claws are retracted, and uses his forepaw to gently pinch the flesh of her arm, not tightly enough to hurt, just to gather the skin together. "Tuakos," he repeats patiently. When he releases his hold, he does not move away, laying a paw on her arm. Where it touches her, the paw seems to melt away into the surface of her skin, an expertly-patterned tattoo wrapping around her wrist.

"Ghermyohni tuakos."

[mudblood_andproud]

Hermione watches as Faris repeats the word. And then watches as he touches her, and his paw is merged into her skin. The tattoo that forms is interesting.

"Tuakos... bond?" Is that what he means. The bonding of a symbiotic to someone else.

[poetwarrior]

Without understanding her, Faris cannot tell if she has guessed correctly or not. But that was only one word, so he cocks his head to the side and repeats it. "Bondh?"

He removes his paw from her arm, his paw returning to its three-dimensional shape and leaving her skin unmarked by its brief visit. "Me teng uei kap nei mrek sreno spel," he says thoughtfully, and nods in her direction. "Tu?" Her turn to suggest words to learn.

[mudblood_andproud]

Hermione thinks for a moment. She takes out a photo of her with Harry and Ron from her beaded bag.

"Friends." She taps the photo.

[poetwarrior]

Faris tilts his head, uncertain which part of this object she is referring to. He holds his forepaw above the photo and swipes it downward, indicating a flat surface. "Dhia'me?"

[mudblood_andproud]

"No." Hermione shakes her head. Hopefully that translates.

She touches Faris' hand. "Friend."

And touches the photo again. "Friends."

[poetwarrior]

This is certainly a puzzle. She does not refer to the object she holds, but while the subjects of the image are humans, she must not be referring to her people if she includes him, patting his paw with hers.

The K'da tilts his head to the side, ears forward, and after a moment's hesitation he lifts a paw to tap at her chest before tapping his own. "Bhilianghen."

[mudblood_andproud]

"Bhilianghen." Hermione repeats. It will be interesting when this translation issue is over, so they can both find out if their guesses were correct.