+1 Lady Flame

[aubreylittle]

Welp. She knew Amnesty Lodge was weird? But opening a door into a multiversal Nexus was sort of above and beyond Kepler weird™. The last she knew, there were a bunch of goat people causing horrible accidents and then she tried to get to the cellar of the Lodge and now she was here.

"Uh....hi?" she asked, trying to grin and look innocent. "Am I dead and hallucinating? Because my life up until right now? Might indicate that is an issue. Sorry."

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[aubreylittle]

"Hi, Danny. I'm La-....Aubrey. I'm Aubrey. Nice accent."

She was gonna go with her stage name but some little instinct stopped her.

"And, well, the whole interdimensional thing, I mean, uh. Well? No?"

That's a flat out lie, because Kepler totally gets that spontaneous interdimensional passage generation. It's just usually things coming rather than going. But she's still not sure about what exactly she can confess to people, everything's supposed to be so secret.

Well, secret in Kepler. And this isn't Kepler.

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Some little instinct? That same thing might gradually draw her attention to the ring on his hand. The gems are red, not orange, but there is definitely some kind of arcane energy there. The basic skull design isn't anything you couldn't pick up at a Hot Topic, but usually Hot Topic doesn't sell enchanted jewelry.

Regardless, he seems to be pretty innocently enjoying this conversation so far, especially the compliment. "Thanks! Came by it honestly, I swear. I can do BBC and Brooklyn, too."

He takes a last drag on his cigarette and then carefully stubs it out on his shoe, then knocks the ashes off the end. There's still about an inch left and he's evidently saving it for later, tucking it in some pocket or another in his layers of shirt.

"I guess it's not exactly common anywhere. But sounds like we can safely assume you're alive. Where're you from? Somewhere-America, right? Not Midwest, I'd recognize that accent."