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Zanthe likes to consider herself a reasonable person. When she kills people, it's for a reason; Alaine's mom needs fed, she needs some cash, she's bored that day. If someone offers criticism, she gives it all due consideration before stabbing them. She's perfectly happy to cooperate with others, even, as long as they follow all of her commands to the letter and don't question her or have an annoying face or something.
(To be fair, by Alternian standards this puts her somewhere just below Troll Mahatma Gandhi.)
At the moment, however, she is feeling decidedly unreasonable. Leo blew off her perfectly good advice to leave the goddamn sliding puzzle alone and kill himself into immortality, and what's worse, Alaine backed him up. She's used to him agreeing with her ruthless play style, but for some reason he felt like the pointless sidequests would be useful, and "it's not like we're in some kind of hurry, right?"
So, like the reasonable person she is, she stormed out of the computer room and went off to explore the meteor and steal people's stuff from the chests. So far she's found Sky's lacy underthings, a handful of boonbucks, Ari's lacy underthings (which she files away for later perusal), and more weapons than anyone could reasonably need, all of which have gone straight into her inventory.
She opens another door. It leads-
to a refreshmentblock?
She draws a heavily alchemized dagger and advances slowly toward the beveragetable. "If Troll Ashton Kutcher shows up, I'm stabbing him in the face," she warns the empty room.
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Zan sighs. "Well, not that this hasn't been a lovely collection of awkward silences, but I'll be going now."
She spends a while shopping at the bar and smashing her purchases into thin air, then gets a flask of Faygo and strolls out the door.
She spends a while shopping at the bar and smashing her purchases into thin air, then gets a flask of Faygo and strolls out the door.
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What an odd person.
Sefton waits until she has gone and then peeks out the door. Katrin and Stalas seem to be... just in the process of coming over to investigate.
"I would've expected you to follow faster than that," he observes.
Sefton waits until she has gone and then peeks out the door. Katrin and Stalas seem to be... just in the process of coming over to investigate.
"I would've expected you to follow faster than that," he observes.
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"Well, what did you find?" asks Katrin, stepping through the door.
She stops and looks around, clasping gauntleted hands in front of her.
"I don't believe this place is in the Fade," she says slowly.
She stops and looks around, clasping gauntleted hands in front of her.
"I don't believe this place is in the Fade," she says slowly.
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Stalas follows her in.
"Funny, that didn't look like a rift. What new and exciting way to break reality have we discovered this time?"
"Funny, that didn't look like a rift. What new and exciting way to break reality have we discovered this time?"
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A grey-skinned young man in a bright purple codpiece walks in. He has two splintered horns on his head, and from his back sprout enormous jade-green butterfly wings. He looks around in delighted confusion.
"Cool, some kind of weird space bullshit! And it's full of humans! Hey, humans!"
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"Excuse me?" says Stalas, turning to face the newcomer. His wings, previously folded, lift slightly away from his back - gorgeous stained-glass feathers in white and gold and every shade in between, framed in shining silver. The white-and-gold theme continues in the rest of his outfit: lightly armoured, with boots and vambraces plated in silver scales with a pattern reminiscent of feathers, and the wings of Hope displayed prominently on the front of his pale gold surcoat; but there are also unthematic pale blue accents to be had, in the lining of the surcoat and the edges of its silver trim.
Also, he is glowing faintly blue-white.
Also, he is glowing faintly blue-white.
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"Whoa. Shiny human. Nice wings."
He flutters his own wings semi-consciously as he trots over to the bar. "So, like, anybody know what's up with this place?"
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"He isn't a human," Katrin interjects before Stalas can get any angrier. "He's a dwarf. And we were just wondering that very thing ourselves. Sefton? You got here first...?"
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"I'm not sure," he says. "But in the time between coming in the door and opening it again, I met another person and had an entire conversation with her, and it seemed like you didn't think there had been enough time for that to happen in. I'm not sure whether that's a Fade thing or a this place thing, though."
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"Whoops, sorry. You looked like you were on their pink-brown chromospectrum and you don't have horns, that's the only tells I know. Humans are neat, though, no need to get upset."
He examines one of Zan's discarded napkins. "Huh, sentient bar. Could I get a slime cocktail?" He receives a faintly glowing viscous green beverage and a crazy straw.
He examines one of Zan's discarded napkins. "Huh, sentient bar. Could I get a slime cocktail?" He receives a faintly glowing viscous green beverage and a crazy straw.
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"Sefton and I are both human," Katrin adds, since this seems to need clarification.
Her outfit is less... radiant than Stalas's, but also bears a symbol on the front, although this one is less recognizable and partially obscured by a long open coat. She and Sefton have no wings. Maybe they're a dwarf thing.
Her outfit is less... radiant than Stalas's, but also bears a symbol on the front, although this one is less recognizable and partially obscured by a long open coat. She and Sefton have no wings. Maybe they're a dwarf thing.
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After entirely too long, Ari notices the particulars of Stalas' outfit. "Hey, that's Hope! Are you playing the Game too?"
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"Cool! Good luck making a universe; we kind of fucked up ours, but I think we were destined to anyway, so it's whatever. Unless it's a different quest every time? That'd be pretty weird." He considers this question, turning philosophically to his crazy straw.
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"Well, that's what everybody said. I wasn't really sure how we were supposed to do it either, tell the truth. Apparently frogs were involved? Anyway, Alaine's in charge of making the universe, I just kill stuff."
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"Imps, ogres, basilisks, assorted other jerks? The Black King that one time? Ionno."
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"So, if this isn't the Fade, I have to wonder: where is it instead? Katrin, care to weigh in?"
