Nov 24, 2020 11:47 PM
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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.
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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.
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"I didn't realize you were so impatient," Stalas says dryly.

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Sefton frowns slightly in confusion.

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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.
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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?"
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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.
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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.
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"I wonder what you'd make of a qunari," snorts Stalas.

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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.
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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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"What Game?" says Stalas.

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"I think we might be," says Sefton.

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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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"...Making a universe?"

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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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"I see."

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"What sort of stuff, specifically?"

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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?"

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Katrin shakes her head slowly. "I am not at all sure."

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