For the Horde!
As soon as Hercules brought up Ghostfreak, Ben simply groaned, leaned forward, and landed face-first into his dessert, getting pudding all over his face.
"Why do we have to talk about bad guys?" Ben groaned into his dessert. He sighed, trying to think of where to even begin, as he sat up again and tried to wipe off the food on his face.
"Okay, so my watch has a bunch of alien DNA in it so I can turn into them. Ghostfreak was one of my aliens. He's evil though and so he escaped. Apparently his race is aware even down to its DNA or something? I dunno. Anyway, he busted out and he hates my guts cause I was keeping him trapped in the watch," Ben explained. "Happy now? I don't know how else to explain it."
I can still hail the Horde even though the company has shamed us. Strength and Honor even if Blizzard has neither.
Once Ben had finished his explanation, Herc just looked at him all confused. While he did listen to what was said the way Ben was describing Ghostfreak was absurd for him to comprehend and he was using words that did not register with him at all and it didn't really answer his question, it had just left him even more confused, more so than he was earlier when he first arrived to the City, this was gonna take longer than he thought.
"Ummm…Ben I have no idea what you just said. First off, what's an Alien and secondly what's D.N.A?" He asked now scratching the back of his head trying to work out what those words meant and right now Hercules was definitely out of his element and it had certainly come at a inconvenient time as well. But to be fair how was he meant to know what those words meant when he had only just heard them being uttered right now?
That One Gal
"Oh, sorry. I'm Phoenix Wright," Phoenix said to Rean.
"And I'm his Awesomest Most Best Greatest Assistant Ever, Maya!" Maya beamed proudly. "Unofficially, of course. I'm still trying to get it to fit on a business card."
Phoenix, with a not-so-secret roll of his eyes, looked to Ben. "It's not that I want to talk about him. I asked only because you had a pretty big..." 'Tantrum' might not be the right word there, Phoenix. "You got pretty mad. I figured you'd want to try and talk about it, since it's on your mind that much."
The conversation derailed slightly when Hercules brought up Ghostfreak, and Ben tried to explain what Ghostfreak was. And while Phoenix wasn't as confused as Hercules was, it was still a pretty out-there explanation.
Luckily Maya stepped in, still in the middle of taking down her tower of burger, which had the side-effect of producing more burgers than she had plates for - several of them were taking up the fourth of the table beside her. "Aliens are like monsters that are from another planet," she explained out loud, hyper-focused on her meat/bun/lettuce-re-organizing. "I guess it's kind of mean to call them monsters. They're more like people, who are different than us people, who would think we're aliens because we don't live on their planet. Get it?"
Phoenix cleared his throat. "And D.N.A is our genetic material. It comes in strands, and tells our body what to do on a molecular level." He was so good an explaining science-y stuff.
Wait. Maybe a bit too good. "...That probably made zero sense to you, too, I take it. Basically, uhm, DNA is...really, really small information...that makes us who we are?"
edited 21st Jan '18 7:52:46 PM by TruthHurts22
THE SLORG!
The militia members clearly had phasers on their persons, but for some reason weren't even drawing them. They didn't look very impressed by Riddler preparing to duke it out either. Behind the two, the pig orc chasing them hadn't slowed down, and in fact had spread his arms out in preparation to lunge at them for some kind of bear hug tackle, but Garrett's oil flask did the trick of making him lose his footing; though he didn't hit the floor hard, it did still give the two the opportunity to barely slip past him and run back towards the cell blocks again.
"There's only two ways out of this prison, mister Nigma! And we have both of them blocked off!" Wells yelled at them in a calm tone, only raising the volume to be heard since they were running away and he was still standing in place in the hallway they had left behind.
There was a scribble in the air around Arcade, Cole, and Eve, but no words showed up this time. Another handheld mirror identical to the one Cole was currently using appeared in a blur however.
From a few of the militia members still in the library, Wells' voice could faintly be heard on the militia channel coming from their walkie talkies. "Hey, anybody not busy should come on back to the base; we've got a party starting up here" Wells' voice said in a rather neutral tone.
"Sounds like we should get going" Samson commented, getting up from the chair he was sitting at and moving towards the closest revolving door, motioning an arm as the other militia members moved to follow him. "Come on let's move it out" the militia member added.
Louie snickered as he came back to the table. "I think you're supposed to use a spoon for that stuff, Ben" Louie commented in a joking manner, then glanced at Rean. "I'm Louie, pokemon trainer" the trainer introduced himself simply and in a proud tone as he took his seat.
edited 22nd Jan '18 8:16:27 AM by FirockFinion
You are reading this.
The sound of writing suddenly coming from all around him caught Jack off-guard slightly, making him glance around in surprise. Onwyn's little coo of amazement coincided with the exact moment words began to appear in front of his eyes, following his gaze no matter what way he turned his head. Catching Onwyn before she could tip over from turning her head back and forth, Jack said. "Uh... And who are you then?"
Dark Sun, what choices have I...?
"Douche."
My first instinct was to tense up at Two's somehow surprisingly lengthy arms pulling the four of us into one huge mass, because I still wanted to melt into the floor because I hated myself and didn't view anyone else in this body pile much more favorably, except Two herself but I barely knew her so that didn't say much.
But it wasn't so bad when I choked down the feeling of not having the right to be in this or the expectation of suddenly being shivved for no reason. Kinda hard to have something against physical affection. When you actually want it. As opposed to being surprise hugged by a sociopathic necromancer while half-sedated via mind control whoops fear of being shivved is back. Of course I had to remember this now after I'd already opted to join in, didn't I do this same shit with the windseeker only that time the fate of an entire people wasn't at stake if I flipped out right that second and Curly was being a calming presence in contrast to the near-even mix of strangers, assholes, and people who clearly had big enough issues of their own that using them as a crutch feels selfish and needy oh for God's sake does it have to be so hard to enjoy a simple hug anymore without feeling genuinely threatened oh it's over.
That wasn't very long.
I stood there, looking deflated, a strange mat of disappointment settling over me, like I'd just been screwed out of something that might have been genuinely enjoyable. Again. By a blueheaded psychopath. Again.
Today was off to a great start.
i guess you can watch me shitpost i guess
Library Lobby- Well That Just Happened
That second hug was... odd. Not necessarily awful, but still a little awkward. Two's enthusiasm as she pinned them together with her surprising strength made up for some of it at least. It actually felt weirdly... warmer than before. Not like a slight increase of body heat, but closer to the feeling of sitting under the electric blanket at home in the winter months. It was... nice. Was that Lewis? That moment of realization and calm lasted for approximately 2 seconds before Makoto remembered where she was and it was over.
After Two let them go, she glanced at Lewis, who looked... disappointed? before she answered her friend.
"Er, right. Thanks..." she said softly. She could only hope she didn't look as embarrassed as she felt after that display, but she still appreciated it. "Sure, I'll catch up with you soon." For some reason, she hadn't really thought about Two's family, but now she was curious. As Two left to make her call, Makoto cleared her throat slightly and returned to the matter at hand.
"Yes, I think we've all proved our points that both sides did regrettable things here. We're all agreed on that now," Makoto said to Valentina, keeping a polite tone. "We should be ready now." If she had to get any more pointed looks today from someone she had zero personal reasons to tolerate, she was pretty sure she'd explode, so they might as well get this all over with.
edited 21st Jan '18 11:16:29 PM by ScorpioRat
Stop Killing My Titles
Two, Library, I'm Not Actually Used To Crushing Hugs
"Oof!" Usually she was the one to be the stronger person in a hug, and here Caboose was matching her bit for bit. Not like she minded that much, even if Two's preference would be for him to at least take his armor off for it. Granted, she recalled him saying that this was impossible in one way or another, so she'd settle for the next best thing.
As it turned out, Caboose had to switch to Red Team to bring back Church and Sarge. "Ah, that would explain the change in the armor... hopefully nobody will bother you for it at home." Then came the first contact between him and One. Two was a little nervous about that; her sister had a great deal of patience, but Caboose was... Caboose.
One, for one, didn't seem too bothered. "The latter would be correct." There was no sense in going into details how she used to look the oldest not too long ago. It seemed Two's new red friend was easy to confuse. At the very least they seemed to be getting along, like two blues in a pod. The eldest of Intoners sighed, fighting off the urge to rub her temple. Perhaps she underestimated this man... and his weapon, for that matter. "Ah. So you are a captain too? You carry yourself with much less flair than someone of this station. That's a refreshing change of pace."
"I'm glad that you and Two have found a common ground. She makes friends easily on her own, but in a whole different world I feared that some may not be as receptive of her as they are here. Speaking of which... do you know if you can return home, sister?"
"...I believe that everyone here will come back at the end of the last day... that's ten days from now." Two furrowed her brow, deep in thought. "I'm sorry for my disappearance, once more."
"Think nothing of it. It appears a being stronger than us saw fit to play with others' lives, tearing them away from families and friends alike. I am happy to see you in good health, Two."
grah
someone
Eve | Library | Hibye
"My name's Eve," she said, before a mirror similar to Cole's appeared near her. "Thank you," she said to the Writer, before getting up silently and walking over to a couch close by, though not within earshot. There, she started her call.
"Princess!" "Eve?" "Eve!"
Eve took a breath and said hi. The ensuing conversation would be almost indecipherable if anyone was to hear it, with the four people involved cutting each other off, saying half a statement, before someone else interrupted. It went on like that for a while, before Eve held up a forestalling hand, and the three on the other side of the call fell silent.
"What is it, Princess?" asked Train, eyes curious. Eve took a breath, and explained the situation around Cole and Arcade, and what it meant. The reactions of the three were varied. Train was confused, but fine with it, Sven was both nonplussed and worried, but didn't seem to actually have any objections, and Rinslet was...
"SQUEEE!"
...excited.
"Do you want to meet them?" Eve asked carefully, and before the others could respond, Rinslet filled the screen with her face and yelled a "Yes!". It was amazing, Eve thought, that some things never changed. Eve walked back over to the couch and sat down, holding the mirror with a smile. "Hey Cole, Arcade?" she asked. "Would you like to meet my family?"
[TOP SECRET]
Snowy
“So wait, your watch lets you transform into something else? That’s...interesting.” Rean said. Then again, it sounded like the data stored in the watch didn’t always cooperate with him, if Ghostfreak was any indication. In a way, Rean sort of understood the feeling. Though in Rean’s case, his ‘transformation’ was just another part of him that made him out of the ordinary, and it wasn’t something he could really “cooperate” with either.
Unfortunately, the discussion ended up confusing the heck out of Hercules. Luckily, Phoenix and Maya had it covered. Rean turned to Hercules. “Don’t worry about it. This stuff’s a pretty new concept to me too. I didn't know DNA was a thing until recently. Though, I don’t think we have any proof aliens were ever actually a thing where I’m from, just some people thinking there’s stuff that lives further out into space.”
Then Louie came over, introducing himself and taking his seat. Rean repeated his introduction (without the school bit) and then asked, “Pokemon Trainer? I saw you summon some monsters earlier. Are they Pokémon, then?”
THE SLORG!
There was more of the writing sound in the air around Jack and Onwyn, and more words appeared in their vision, along with a small note appearing in front of Jack with a blur.
"I am Miss Sekreh Tairee's boss, The Writer. By the way Jack Frost, you have a message."
Your request for your friend has already been taken care of.
- The Writer.
At the bottom right of the little note was a shifting mark of tenth dimensional text.
"Yep, that's my team!" Louie said boastfully, grinning and giving a thumbs up. Then, he looked thoughtful for a bit. "... It's weird though. From talking with Thomas, it seems like most other universes don't have pokemon. They just have 'animals', and training and fighting with them is a bad thing. He even told me that there's creatures in his world that are impossible to train. I don't get it" the trainer added on, glancing at his plate with a thoughtful, confused expression, as if the food might suddenly come to life and provide him with the insight he was missing.
edited 22nd Jan '18 4:01:26 AM by FirockFinion
You are reading this.
"Oh, right, my name is Arcade, which, Eve already said so that's kind of redundant I, I'll just shut up," Arcade eventually trailed off, a few splotches of red on his cheeks. Great, perfect introduction to the old family.
He was pulled from his inner-beratement when he noticed Eve walking away with her own mirror. Apparently she had to explain what was going on in relative peace. It made sense to him.
Turning back to Cole's mirror, he seemed slightly concerned by Josephine's reaction. "Hey, you, ah, you don't need to be so worked up," he tried to console, "I don't think our worlds are really all that different socially."
At Sera's words, his brows furrowed. Partially out of confusion and partially concern. "Yes, we're being sent somewhere else entirely once this is all over," he confirmed.
Eve's offer of meeting her own family was certainly welcome. Arcade nodded and shifted Cole slightly so everyone was at a better angle to see one another.
edited 22nd Jan '18 6:09:25 AM by Skooter910
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."
Prison
"We can make our own exit! Do you have any more oil flasks? A match perhaps? We could burn this place to the ground!" the Riddler suggested, knowing from blowing a hole through the place during the day he'd been imprisoned here that this place was not invulnerable to physical attack. Nevertheless, since it was Garrett who would have the flasks and possible fire source, the Riddler kept running alongside Garrett unless the thief decided to stop.
Happy Box Hater
Library
"I made Sarge and Church come back, and they are on different teams!" Caboose said happily. "If they aren't both happy about this, then I will need to leave for another long amount of time until they realize how much they need me!" Not that he thought he'd need to resort to that, but the blue did have a poorly thought out backup plan.
One seemed to still be under the impression that Caboose wasn't completely mentally deficient. There was time to change that though. She called him humble, in a way, for not having a lot of flair. Ignoring the time he went mad with power while emotionally vulnerable, it was true. "Sarge shows off his rank enough for everyone combined! That's why he changed his name to Sarge... maybe he should change it to Colonel now? I'm more of a second in command than a leader, doing stuff without being noticed until they inevitably blow up in everyone else's face!" He said, sounding quite pleased about that last part.
"Yeah, I'm just great at making friends," he said proudly. "I might not be the smartest, but I am the most getting alongest... that didn't come out right. Two is basically one of the nicest people I've ever met so there's no way we wouldn't be friends!"
Why is a yam attacking me?
After Ben’s explanation of Ghostfreak failed to explain anything the man in the suit who Herc found out from Rean’s conversation with him that his name was Phoenix Wright and the teenaged girl that was with him was called: Maya. But he wasn’t focusing on that right now he was more focused on what aliens and D.N.A were. To the best of their ability, the two of them explained to Hercules what those things were, all the while Hercules listened to what they had to say with a finger on his chin in thought.
The explanation they gave to him was a bit more detailed than what Ben had given him but the concept of aliens still felt new to him and was still trying to wrap his head around that idea. “I won’t pretend that I know what your talking about but I am aware of planets if that helps because we do have astronomers and stargazers back in Greece. And I do know about constellations in the sky because where I come from the gods make the constellations.” Herc finally said analyzing what had been said to him. He didn’t know what exactly aliens WERE but he was willing to accept anything with an open mind at the very least. He then continued with what he was saying: “Other than basic things like knowing the names of the planets of Jupiter, Mars and Saturn for instance I don’t know much about how they work and honestly the astronomers could explain it better to you guys than I could.”
Then Phoenix tried to explain what D.N.A was and again Herc wasn’t really getting it so to save him the trouble of asking more questions and getting nowhere, Hercules then said to both Phoenix and Maya: “Listen Phoenix and Maya was it? Thank you very much for trying to explain all this to me but honestly this just isn’t working out for me. I’ll probably figure this out on my own because this is too much to take in.” He then paused for a moment a sudden thought had come to mind.
“Although, me finding out that I was actually the son of Zeus was a lot to take in also. And for a time I did think I was a mortal with unbelievable strength that I couldn’t control and never once thought of myself as related to a figure who is almost known throughout the whole of Greece.”
Prison
Garrett shook his head in response to the Riddler's suggestion. "I have one oil flask," he said, "but no flame source." He cursed himself inwardly for having wasted his fire arrows on the cameras.
He kept running towards the cell block, casting an eye around for any other possible exit, even an air vent. "Where the hell is that front entrance?" he muttered under his breath. There was a chance Wells was bluffing, maybe they could get out that way...
edited 22nd Jan '18 8:16:54 AM by Korodzik
Snowy
I just want to help!
"Aw friggin brilliant! No more creepy ass demons staring down at me when I come out of my room in the morning or showing up rattling on when I'm setting up a perfectly good trick! If you're taking it away from here then that's best news all day!" Sera turned to the rest of the room, raising up a middle finger on each hand to...no one in particular. "You see this, whatever god thing Maker-what is? You got outdone, getting your shite demon brat pulled right out!"
Cole's face seemed...vaguely peculiar, taking on something of a pained smile. "...I'm glad you're happy," he finally said, softly.
"I'm going up there to root around and look for crap right now! And no one to stare at me!" Sera took off out of the line of sight of the mirror, a loud, somewhat maniacal chuckle fading out of hearing as she went, leaving the others in the room looking either bemused or somewhat annoyed.
"And that was another tremendous first impression destroyed by our dear friendly archer," Dorian said with some degree of forced cheer. "And this is why we usually don't let her in when new nobles show up."
"Oh no...the Marquis of Jader! I still have to-Sera do not go back into the tavern yet!" With a quick bow and a rash apology, Josephine also turned to flee, as quickly as she could while maintaining what remained of her composure.
"You did uh, do this at sort of a wild time, kid," Bull said, shaking his head slightly.
When Eve approached, holding up another mirror, with her own world in it, showing off everything. Cole looked up, then quickly turned his own mirror to face her's, the three men still on the mirror looked on, with varying degrees of attention. Only Varric seemed to be seriously scrutinizing them, a frown settling onto his face. "So, are...these the folks who are going to be...who you're going with?"
"I think so Varric, yes..."
Rex half regretted proposing the hug because every single person involved made it awkward: Two was hot and dressed to reflect that, Makoto was sort of on a date with him, and there were people—read: Sans—that thought him and Lewis were a thing. But getting hugged by two girls could never be a bad thing, ignoring the rib-crushing potential that entailed. Honestly, Rex was glad that the day conditions prevented Two from accidentally hurting them. He didn't need more things to worry about, since he was already trying to brush off the whole situation while looking as red as his jacket.
"A-anyway... " he said, pausing to remember what he was about to do "The king, right. Uh, so... let's do this, I guess"
Stop Killing My Titles
Two, Library - Sister Talk
"Oh no, please don't do that." Two shook her head, a worried expression on her face. "I'm sure you can explain everything properly once you come back. Well, as properly as you can. Sir Washington and Sir Tucker can both confirm your story, too."
One, for her part, had the patience of a saint. "I can only hope that your enemies feel those explosions before your allies." While not one to smile, she did have a tendency to offer mysterious smirks now and then; an unnerving practice for those in sight of them. "But yes, you have the right of it. Two has a heart of gold. In any case, sister, I shall go get your Disciple. I'm sure you'll have a lot to tell to your younger sisters as well."
There was a sound of doors opening. One addressed someone outside Two and Caboose's field of vision before the current holder of the doodad changed. "As I live and breathe, it really is you, dear sister!" Spoke Five, the youngest of Intoner sisters, criminally underdressed
and currently excited like a kid seeing a new toy. "Pulling such a naughty prank on us, Two... you should be ashamed of yourself." The blonde wagged her finger teasingly, causing the older sister to giggle sheepishly.
"Terribly sorry, Five. Where are the others?"
"One is filling them in as we speak. They should be here shortly. Now..." The golden eyes set upon Caboose, shamelessly examining every inch of him. "Who's your new playmate?~"
"Oh, n-no, nothing like that..." The bluenette stammered, blushing faintly at the implication. Five liked making people flustered a lot. "We're just friends. Five, Caboose. Caboose, this is my youngest sister, Five." She introduced the two with each other.
...of course, considering that Five looked older than both Two and One, that was bound to get confusing for him quickly. "Hello, lover..."
grah
For the Horde!
"What they said," Ben simply muttered, continuing to eat and trying not to get involved in the conversation.
He just wanted one day where he didn't have to worry about the Writer or Ghostfreak or anything like that. Instead they just. Kept. Talking about it.
Even when it was a break day, he couldn't catch a break, could he?
He sighed, just quietly eating and trying to relax. He thought about Grandpa and Gwen, and the tablet that he was still carrying around. He should really go ask Miss Tairee for a replacement bag of holdi— no, the Writer was there. He wasn't going back there again.
So he just sat and ate.
edited 22nd Jan '18 1:25:29 PM by AllHailThrall
I can still hail the Horde even though the company has shamed us. Strength and Honor even if Blizzard has neither.
Prison
The Riddler did not let the lack of a fire source discourage him - he was a thinker and a puzzler and this whole situation was just another riddle to be solved. He almost enjoyed it if Wells wasn't proving to be quite a stick in the mud. He would definitely enjoy it once they were out of here and he could gloat in Wells' stupid face.
"Before going any further, we must find a place with no security cameras - preferably a closet or a room of some kind and we need to go there now. I have a means of securing our freedom , should we be recaptured again but to do so, we need to duck away urgently. That infernally interfering Wells seems to be tracking our every move and I don't want the ugly fool to hear it." the Riddler urged Garrett in a soft whisper, hoping Wells would not be able to eavesdrop.
Happy Box Hater
Library
"It is only a last resort," Caboose said to Two as if it was obvious. "I've never ran away, though, so it could be fun." The soldier's thinking ground to a halt when One spoke as he considered her statement. Finally, as in a few seconds later, he responded "No, I'm pretty sure they are the first ones to feel pain when I do anything. I am an emotional and actual time bomb!"
The moment of accidental self-deprecation done, another one of Two's sisters showed up on the screen. Five acted kind of funny. Caboose stared blankly towards the screen, his visor making it anyone's guess what he was looking at. In truth he was actually fixated on a spot towards the top left, but there was no indication of that.
Being the lovably dense character that he was, the first thing Caboose commented on was "We haven't played anything yet." Then he added "Aside from that one game with the snake lady, but we only were there at the end." No way that could be twisted or misconstrued!
And then Two said something terrible that must be corrected right now! "How could you say that," he said in a slightly offended tone. "I think by now we are more than just friends! Good friends, at least!"
So, this was Five? She seemed very... Caboose got the feeling that she wasn't very reliable for anything that she didn't want to do. Of course that was only coming from the fact that she had yellow hair, and that was a color similar to Grif's armor. As good a connection as any. When she addressed Caboose as lover, the soldier looked over his shoulder to see if she was talking to anyone else. The search yielding nothing, he responded "No, my name is Caboose not lover." Then, to get the point across, he continued "Michael J. Caboose!" pronouncing each part slowly and carefully.
Why is a yam attacking me?
someone
Eve | Library | Meet The New Family, Same As The Old Family Except With Less Murder
Train waved, smiling. "Hey, you must be Cole." he said, voice laid-back and friendly. Sven, for his part, seemed to be frowning at Arcade's bloodstained labcoat, and Rinslet was...
"Ohmygoodnesshe'ssocute! So cute!"
Excited. Sven, almost absentmindedly, reached over and covered Rinslet's mouth, muffling the unadulterated squee coming from the purple-haired thief. "Sorry about that," he said, while Rinslet's mouth noises had taking on a rather annoyed tone. "Nice to meet you, Cole."
[TOP SECRET]
"Wait. Wait, wait, wait...wait. Wait." The dwarf pinched his nose a moment, wincing. "Shit." He looked back up, looking at Cole. "All right, Kid. This...thing, this whatever you're calling it, this supposed god. It...took you, and these other people, away from worlds...not just our world, but... other worlds...that aren't our's, outside of our's, and you're...somewhere else, and...and you're...a real boy now? Like an actual, full-on human child now? And you're...you're okay with this?"
Cole tilted his head a little, gaze shifting slightly to one side. "...not so much with the being stolen from other worlds. But..." His voice drifted off a bit, seeming thoughtful, before looked back at Varric. "But...yes. I am...I am okay, Varric. I have...learned, a lot, since being here, since...all of this. This body, this...feels better. It feels...right. ...I don't hurt anymore."
Varric went silent, something of a stricken expression on his face for a moment, before the ox-man leaned in again. "Hey. So. Girl said her name's not 'girl' so uh, I guess we ought to all introduce ourselves for...whatever all this is, right? I'm The Iron Bull. Said his name enough for you to know this is Varric by now. The gaudy Vint to my left is Dorian, the elf-,"
"Don't need freaky-arsed people outside the world to know me!"
"Right. The paranoid elf is Sera, the lady freaking out with the clipboard is Josie-,"
"Lady Josephine Montilyet, chief ambassador of the Inquisition, at your service," the lady interrupted, offering a curtsy to them and a quick, well-practiced smile. "It is quite an honor to meet you all, people from...f-f-from other worlds because it's not enough to deal with a mixture of mages and Templars and farmers, and diplomats and nobles, now there are other worlds and Leliana will have all of our heads if she learns of this without-,"
"Josephine, darling, I do believe you are about to hyperventilate yourself out of existence at this rate."
Josephine paused, face freezing in a smile that hadn't quite managed to maintain the friendly warm demeanor. "My...my apologies. This is...all rather unprecedented..."
"Can't figure how she don't hyperventilate herself out of that wearing all them friggin' clothes anyway," the elf girl said, before coming over to the mirror, abruptly leaning in quite close. "Hey, listen, the important part of this is that you ain't comin' back, yeah? You said goin' somewhere new, you ain't coming back here, right?"