She raises an eyebrow under her mask, but continues.

"I'm don't know how I got here. I suspect it might be a result of my own power and some sort of mind fuck the Simurgh has going on. But. I have no evidence of that."

"Is the Simurgh an Endbringer? What do you mean by 'mindfuck'? How does your communication technique work? Why have you concluded this is another world? Is interworld travel known where you're from? What was that other place?"

"The Simurgh is an Endbringer, yeah. The Endbringers showed up around... nineteen years ago. They're huge, near unstoppable, and go after major population centers killing and causing as much destruction and chaos as they can. They each have different powers and skill sets. The Simurgh is... insidious. If you spend too much time around her she gets into your head and can leave you as a sort of ticking time bomb. She also has psionic abilities and precognition, the latter which probably helps with the mind fucking."

"We don't have those on this continent, no. My other questions?"

"My world has been in contact with a parallel world, Earth Aleph, for a bit over a year now. So it's really not all that far fetched that this is one of them. And... I've never seen anyone else like you. You're alien. Or rather, I'm alien."

"Interesting. Your technique doesn't use chakra, does it."

"No? That's... I know that word -- something about meditation and Buddhism? It's definitely not what I'm using. My power is instinctual. I got it when I was five years old, there was an accident and I triggered it. Everyone that triggers has a different power."

"Interesting. Any technique here can be taught to someone with the right skills, with the exception of bloodlines which are genetic. Is the power reliant on differing mental characteristics? Do identical twins receive identical powers?"

She pauses and looks over at the other teen.

"Is he always like this?"

"Yes. If you're not going to kill him, can you leave so I can get back to training?"

She tilts her head.

"Does he need killing?"

"Depends on who you ask," the man scribbles rather cheerfully, while the teen just shrugs.

Akhlys rocks back on her heels for a moment.

"Are you going to let me leave?"

"Why should I? You're quite interesting, and evidently not capable of leaving on your own. I am the foremost expert in several fields related to our techniques, though, including movement seals. I can work on an intetdimensional transit technique, provide you with food and somewhere safe to stay, in exchange for information on your power and world - and access to that other place, without time passing out here. I assume not aging is the usual course of things, there?"

"Ah. That's... annoying." She ignores his question and looks back to the other teen. "Are you here unwillingly too, or are you endorsing this?"

He crosses his arms and glares at her. (It's an annoying question. Either answer is technically false, and is liable to cut off future opportunities, and he's not in the mood to keep playing her writing game.)

She shakes her head and addresses the snake guy. "Why do you think I want to go back there? Does it sound like a particularly happy and safe place?"

"Some people have irrational attachments to their place of birth. Or wish to be heroic. But my village was built as a place for those without elsewhere to be, and you will be welcome here."

She tilts her head, considering him. "Who are you, exactly. What do you do here in your village of wayward souls?"

"I am Orochimaru. Usually numbered as one of the Legendary Three People, although I have since left that team. I am the village head of Hidden Sound, which for a hidden village is somewhat different from a civilian village. The hidden villages are gathering points for those trained in the use of chakra - a place to live, train, and learn together. I have the authority to offer citizenship in this country to those worthy to join Sound. As for what the village itself does, our main focus is on research - primarily in medical matters, something this nation is behind in. We also supplement the nation's armed forces in times of need, and provide security details for important individuals, along with other assorted tasks."

"....so you're a magical military and research force for your country. Are you at war right now?"

"Not at the moment, no. We try to stay out of the larger nations' petty squabbles."

"I suppose I have no choice but to take your word for this. Since you're not going to let me leave." She sighs. "I'm not willing to give you further information about my world. At least not any time soon. We already have enough on our plate with the Endbringers, I'm not about to throw another factor in on top of that."

"Certainly you can share some things. What do you know about biology? What technological level is your world at? You expected to know the name of the region, and did expect it might simply be an uncontacted continent - which implies effective transportation networks. How do they work? Are they power reliant?"

"If you want what I have, you should sweeten the deal."