<div class="floatright">(https://bashny.net/uploads/images/00/00/04/2014/06/15/554dea.png)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Vara      -      Wood Elf Monk </div><div class="spoiler_body">HP 4/9 AC 16 Atk +5 Dmg +3</div></div></div>Vara decided to ask Walo straight up, "The Matrix is a...tale told in our world.  Like a fable or legend.  In it, people go to another world and learn all sorts of special abilities like Kung Fu."  She was butchering it, she knew, but she had to keep talking.  "Do we get magical powers or anything?"<br/><br/>She gave Charlotte a reassuring smile, wanting to wrap an arm around the girl but not willing to give up her arm clothing.  "Maybe she is, I don't know.  If so, I'm hoping to hear a rousing version of Teardrops on my Guitar.  I love that song."  Her eyes flicked hopefully to Courtney in anticipation, a soft glimmer in her eyes showing that she really hoped the girl was Taylor Swift and would sing them the song.<br/><br/>Somewhere, deep down, Vara was just fighting against the implications.  People getting killed and new ones just brought in?  It was too unimaginable.  The best thing she could do is refuse to accept it, since if it actually was true, she wasn't going to last very long.  Even the grass had nearly killed her.