Tatiana announced her arrival to Helovia with a truly impressive string of Russian curse words. 
Somewhere, her mother was turning in her frozen grave. 

With a groan, she rolled upright - for she arrived in spectacularly graceful fashion and was sprawled on her side.  It was pitch dark and all she could see was strange smoke that seemed to behave in a fashion far unlike anything she'd ever seen, but what else was new. Nothing in the Rift behaved as expected. 

Tatiana did her best to blink away the smoke and haze that obscured her vision and filled her nose and lungs.  But when the smoke began to clear she was surprised to find that the scent that filled her nostrils was oddly…pleasant.  Something else new and different for the Rift, especially the twisted bamboo forest that had been twisted and putrid only moments before.  She found her feet as the last of the haze began to clear and the picture that solidified around her was hard to process.

It took her a few seconds before she realized…this was not the same place.  This was not the twisted bamboo forest she had grown accustomed to.  But it was?  "What the mother of fuck is going on", she murmured under her breath - in English this time - again making her dead mother proud.

There were others here - she could feel the eyes trying to burn holes in her skin.  It would have made her uncomfortable any other day, but there was too much going on, and Tatiana was determined to get the answers to her questions.  Important questions.  Who? What? How?  The usual.  Only she found it important to add a prepositional phrase of curses to all of her inquiries.  Just because it was one of those days. 

She made her way towards the little gathering, of sorts, that had sprung up.  Great, she thought to herself, as she saw who had arrived first.  Her constant shadow seemed perturbed by recent events and was directing his questions towards the purple mare.   However, Tatiana decided just to direct her questions to the group in general. She didn't particularly care who answered them.

"What the hell happened?"  she asked, bluntly, her voice accented but not completely accusatory.   Eloquent, Tania. Very eloquent.