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[22:54] <Tangent> Amelia walks down the crooked Overcity street, frowning slightly. She's swinging a backpack by one strap as she walks. A teenaged girl with messy, shoulder-length dark hair, she's slight and short, but there's a pent-up, almost nervous energy to her movements that belies her small frame as she strides down the street in a black jacket and skirt. She shakes her head, looking up again as she checks her bearings.
[22:54] <Tangent>  That guy's directions were...weird, but she's pretty sure she's following them correctly. If what he'd told her right, there should be some kind of meeting place around here... How's this magical city supposed to be more dangerous than the actual monsters, anyway?
[22:55] <Tangent> Whatever. Time to find the "Wand and Circlet" and maybe meet someone who can tell her more about...well, everything.
[22:56] <Morgana_> (try using /me for actions)
[22:57] == Nickname is already in use: Amelia
[22:57] == Tangent has changed nick to Amelia-Hart
[22:58] == Ai-n has changed nick to Odile
[23:03] * Karpinsky is at the bar, with her usual vodka.
[23:04] * Odile sighs as she makes her way out of a sprawl of Overcity buildings, the constantly shifting landscape was something she'd still need time to get used to, even if, by one small stroke of fortune, she had been given a gift to navigate it without too much trouble. Honestly, she didn't know what she was doing here... She wanted.. to go home.. very badly, the ache to return to the
[23:04] * Odile places she loved was almost more overwhelming than the deep rooted sense of guilt and duty which was now keeping her away from it. And.. she wouldn't give in this time. Not when she was to blame for everything that she was now going through. The not-weight of the shadowy feline wrapped snug around her neck was as strong a noose.. an achor.. as any. Her head bows slightly as she walks,
[23:04] * Odile intending to go back to the Wand and Circlet and see if that... nice... little witch would be there again; she could, of course, just try to sense her, but she wanted an excuse to be doing something. As she draws nearer, she observes a figure of another girl walking in the same direction; and slows her pace somewhat, to follow.
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[23:12] <Amelia-Hart>  Amelia's counting down the building numbers as she walks down the street...but they don't seem to follow any rhyme or reason. 100 comes after 7 before 42...and she can't seem to find the sign. She grumbles a bit under her breath. Playing tourist in a city following escher-sketch logic, trying to find a pub called the "Wand and Circlet" hadn't been what she'd had in mind when she'd agreed to all this.
[23:13] <Amelia-Hart> Then again, neither was the rest of it. "Save the world, it said...Become a hero, it said..." She grumbles to herself, new shoes scuffling the pavement. "Could have mentioned the whole meguca thing, but noooo..."
[23:13] <Amelia-Hart>  She blinks as she spots a gently swaying sign that she could have sworn hadn't been there a moment ago. That...that's definitely a painted wand and a crown. "Huh." She glances to the frosted window, takes a deep breath, and steps up to the door. There's a tinkling of a bell as she tugs it open, standing in the doorway for a moment as she looks inside.
[23:17] <Karpinsky> "Hey!" Karpinsky calls from the bar, taking a chug from her bottle.
[23:17] * Odile tilts her head, the shawl of a cat around her neck giving no indication that it was felt, and she continues to delicately step and follow after the other, at a respectful distance until she noticed the other had not entered as she had expected. The girl blinks her bubblegum-pink eyes [ref pic: http://puu.sh/lDrA1/2510bf4a04.jpg ], staring, before closing the distance to step
[23:17] * Odile just behind the other girl. "... Going to enter?" She asks in a quiet, soft voice, retreating backwards with a step as Karpinsky shouted.
[23:23] <Amelia-Hart> strides down the street in what looks like a cross between a coat and a military uniform in gray and gold
[23:24] <Morgana_> (i might be a bit confused about this when I come in, but keep going. it's a good read)
[23:25] <Amelia-Hart> (That wasn't an update btw, it was a retcon of an earlier writing, anyway writing the reply atm)
[23:25] <Morgana_> (well I'll come in now, from a side alley)
[23:28] * Amelia-Hart is looking around the softly lit pub when she hears someone call out. A beat, and she realizes a moment too late that she's the one being addressed. She blinks, faltering for a moment before she recovers. She nearly got eaten alive yesterday, never mind the rest of what happened. Being called to's no big deal. "Uh, hey." She waves at Karpinsky, slightly awkwardly.
[23:29] <Karpinsky> "Wanna drink?" Karpinsky asks.
[23:29] <Amelia-Hart> She blinks as she hears a soft voice nearby. "Hey. Sorry, what'd you say?" She asks, looking around. Those...don't look like contacts. Reflexively, she half-raises her empty hand to her own face. She never thought she'd miss her own glasses but...
[23:32] <Odile> "A-ah... nothing," she replies after a second, taking in a better look at the other's garb. Some kind of uniform.. Police? Militia? It wasn't any style she recognized, but then again, that kind of thing didn't seem to matter here. "Just.. Um. You're in the door way --and .. your friend is calling to you."
[23:33] <Amelia-Hart> She looks away again, back to the tall girl at the bar. "Um. Thanks for the offer, but not really much of a drinker..." She blurts out, the truth being the first thing to come to mind. Never mind that she's apparently underage thanks to the recruiter's work. Still... "Is this the, ah, Wand and Circlet? Someone said this was where to go to...well..." She looks around once again, feeling a bit like a yo-yo. "...Right. Sorry. And I...ah, she's not my friend."
[23:33] <Karpinsky> "Yeah, it is." Karpinsky took a swig. "Take a seat."
[23:34] <Odile> "Sor-ry, maybe that sounded. Rude. No, itwasmy... Um." She doesn't quite stammer, but her voice has odd rises and falls when she speaks. "Ye-es... The pub for, magical persons."
[23:34] <Morgana_> A pair emerged onto the street from a small alleyway across from the pub. Walking close together silently, looking tired. They each carry a backpack with hilts protruing out. Their gear is stained with dry blood, though the twins are immaculate as always.
[23:34] * Aurora_ walking up behind the two girls at the door. they stop and wait silently.
[23:38] * Amelia-Hart frowns at what sounds like an order from the stranger, feeling a petty, irrational urge to just blow her off. Then common sense kicks in. "One sec!" She calls to the girl at the bar.  She glances to Odile again and shrugs. "Um, that's okay. Don't worry about it." A pause. She smiles encouragingly at her.
[23:38] <Amelia-Hart>  "I'm...Amelia." Until she can remember what her real name is, anyway. That hadn't been in the recruiting pitch either. Join the megucas, gain magic powers, lose your actual name.
[23:41] * Odile twitches a bit as Razum's tail flicked against her neck, half-alerting to her to the presence of the other girls, hmm. "... Thank you..?" The monotonous reply seemed to be non-sarcastic, however unfitting the reply would be. "Um. I'm - Odile," she replies in a more even voice, the girl not exactly short but not enough to be called a full grown woman, either. ".. We should..
[23:41] * Odile Probably. Go inside still."
[23:44] <Karpinsky> "Come and take a seat."
[23:47] <Aurora_> "Odile it is nice to meet you."
[23:47] <Morgana_>  "please go inside."
[23:49] <Amelia-Hart> ...Yeah, she definitely wants to blow this woman off. Quite a bit. She looks away from Odile and her weird smoke-scarf. "Right." She says, distractedly, and heads over. She takes a seat next to Karpinsky, slinging her bag onto the table with a thump. "So..." She begins without preamble, looking at Karpinsky.
[23:50] <Karpinsky> "Karpinsky. And you are?"
[23:53] <Morgana_> (odile is stil in the door, right?)
[23:54] * Odile hovers awkwardly, the voices behind her giving a jolt, she most likely would have bumped into Amelia had the other girl not moved. But! Seeing as how she had, the brown-skinned girl makes her way inside, the doorway clear and for the pair of twins to follow. She seems torn whether to follow Amelia or not; and so just awkwardly lurks next to the wall, waiting to see where the
[23:54] * Odile other two would go. "S..... ... Excuse me," she adds by way of politeness to the pair.
[23:54] <Odile> [sorry was typing]
[23:54] <Morgana_> (np np)
[23:55] <Amelia-Hart> "Amelia." She says, a bit more flatly than she meant to, looking to Karpinsky. Annoyingly, she has to look up a bit to make eye contact. "At least, that's what I'm apparently supposed to say..." Her front falters, and her gaze darts away for a moment before snapping back to Karpinsky. "So...This place is some kind of meeting point or something, right?" She asks.
[23:55] * Morgana_ steps inside and stretches her neck.
[23:56] <Karpinsky> "It's a pub." Karpinsky takes another chug. "You sure you don't want a drink?"
[23:57] * Aurora_ comes in closing the door. Head hanging somewhat she meets eyes with Odile without turning her body or raising her head, "Are you waiting for someone?""
[23:58] <Odile> [Karp is normal stone mahou, Amelia is white-coin fire? Aurora and Morgana fallen angels?]
[23:58] <Amelia-Hart> {pretty much though technically haven't white coined ruleswise yet}
[23:58] <Morgana_> ('fallenish' yeah. have u seen the pic?)
[23:59] <Odile> [Noep, pls link]
[23:59] <Morgana_> (white coin and black, depending on system)
[00:00] <Morgana_> (ignore the weapon http://i.4cdn.org/tg/1448912042136.jpg)
[00:00] <Amelia-Hart> She's not even sure why she's so annoyed. Maybe everything's finally getting to her. Whatever the reason, she bites back frustration and the urge to snap at the stranger. "I'll pass. Thanks." She starts to stand again, tugging her bag up. There's got to be someone here to talk to, preferably not getting drunk.
[00:01] <Karpinsky> "You wanna talk? You're obviously new." Karpinsky said.
[00:01] * Odile tilts her head while taking in the sight of dried blood and the swords on the two... who.. seemed to be like herself. Hm. "... .. No, not anyone in particular..? Well. Maybe someone, but she isn't here. And might not be here. Possibly?"
[00:02] * Odile brings a hand to her throat, passing through the hazy smoke-scarf tied there, and asks while turning her full focus on Aurora, "Are.. you?"
[00:03] <Morgana_> "No." flatly
[00:03] <Aurora_> "but I'd be happy if a certain person showed up."
[00:03] <Amelia-Hart> "I..." she falters. "What about it?" She retorts, impulse winning out over sense...but lets her bag go. "Do you know anything about...about all this?" She asks, some of the confusion and stress that's been building up leaking into her voice.
[00:04] <Morgana_> "Come on, sit with us."
[00:04] <Aurora_> "Please."
[00:04] <Karpinsky> "Take a seat." Karpinsky said. "And welcome to this goddamn buisness."
[00:04] * Morgana_ heads wards a couch near the back corner of the room near a set of stairs
[00:05] <Aurora_> "Hello Karp"
[00:05] <Odile> "Ah..?" She tilts her head, the blunt demeanor of Morgana discouraging her from prying too much. She half-wished Razum was 'awake'.. "... I hope they show up then," she adds in the same clipped tones, though there seems to be no hostility to her voice. ".. Me? Um.. Well..."
[00:05] <Morgana_> "Yeah" Waves at Karp.
[00:06] <Odile> "Okay," she agrees mildly and follows the other girl over.
[00:07] * Aurora_ walks slowly over before stopping and gesturing that Odile should take a seat
[00:08] * Odile sits where directed, her gaze unblinking at Aurora and Morgana.
[00:09] <Morgana_> "Sorry about our demeanor. It's been a rough day."
[00:09] <Aurora_> "Things didn't go well."
[00:10] <Morgana_> "So. How are you on this fine evening?"
[00:12] * Odile stares ... This was... strange, to be the one apologized to.. for the second time no less. "It's... okay? I do not know either of you, and..." She trails off, giving somewhat of a poking air gesture to the hilts sticking out. "... Are you two alright?... I am, okay, but. Um."
[00:13] <Amelia-Hart> Goddamnit. The fight seems to go out of her. "...Alright." she mutters, almost reluctantly, sinking back onto the stool. She wants to say something more...but winds up just chewing her lip instead as she looks to Karpinsky. "I'm guessing you're...You got the same deal, right?" She hazards.
[00:13] * Odile is somewhat at a loss for words.
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[00:14] <Aurora_> "We'll be fine."
[00:14] <Karpinsky> "You got a deal? I didn't get a choice." Karpinsky took another chug.
[00:15] <Morgana_> "Yeah don't worry about our physical state, the one thing we've definately got is healing."
[00:15] <Odile> "Then... Is there something I can help you with?" Her head tilts, quizzically, and her large eyes flick from twin to twin. "It's... good that you are both safe. Now."
[00:16] <Odile> "A-ah, I mean... safe here..."
[00:17] <Morgana_> "Just talk to us. Is there anything we can do for you?"
[00:19] <Aurora_> "Would you like a drink? Maybe a little somethin to eat?"
[00:20] * Amelia-Hart feels another twinge. The same way she'd felt a curious mix of defensiveness, worry, and a flicker of shame when the traveller'd told her pretty much the same thing. She shook her head. "Yeah." She says simply- not looking away. "I said yes. He...left some stuff out." She adds sourly, tugging at her jacket. She looks at Karpinsky again, almost defensively and seeming to anticipate her saying something.
[00:20] * Odile feels more out of place, even more than when Razum had directed her to interact with the witch girl .. and declined to give mental prompting. Were these two - well, no - she could...see.. what they were, but it still made her feel deeply uncomfortably to be singled out like this. Her fingers twitch, tips raking through the ethereal 'fluff' at her neck before she drops her hand.
[00:20] * Odile "... Okay. We can... talk ," she repeats as if testing the waters, seeing if there's any trick. "I - - " And, wasn't an offer of food and drink one of those legends about fae? Something something involving don't do it... "... Well."
[00:20] <Odile> "I suppose... If you two will be eating and drinking? I can, too? S...sorry?"
[00:21] <Karpinsky> "Left what out?" Karpinsky leaned closer, patting her on the shoulder. "Relax, it's not a competition for who had it worst."
[00:21] <Odile> "... There's nothing I need at the moment, though. From. Um. Either of you."
[00:22] <Morgana_> "Well alright"
[00:24] <Aurora_> "I'll get some mozzarella sticks or something and you can have some if you want."
[00:25] * Aurora_ heads over to the bar, moving a little quicker than before, more naturally.
[00:25] <Morgana_> "You mind if I ask what kind of magic you can do?"
[00:27] <Odile> "Thank you??" The girl's long lashes flutter a bit, and she chews on the bottom of her red-stained lips, still not sure what to make of this scenario. Maybe they had recognized Raz and seen her as some kind of - contact - had she failed? Or passed? It was pretty stressful, but nothing outwardly would betray her appearance, an unnatural stillness to her features except for the very
[00:27] <Odile> deliberate actions of her face. "... Magic -- that is rather. Um. Personal, is it not?" Another test?
[00:27] <Odile> "..."
[00:28] <Odile> "... Ah. But. I can see things," she adds after a thoughtful pause, hoping a half-answer would suffice for the time being.
[00:28] <Odile> ".... ... And... you?"
[00:29] <Morgana_> "I seem to have spells similar to like... a healer or priest. It's really defensive and restorative."
[00:29] <Amelia-Hart> "I..." Amelia slumps. "This isn't me. Any of it. I mean, he said I'd have to change to use magic...But...Very funny. Make a contract, become a magical girl, never mind about being a guy. Just like in your chinese cartoons." She airquotes sarcastically. "No more undergrad, say hi to magical girl amelia-chan." She bites out, a bit surprised by the venom in her own voice, not sure why she's venting to Karpinsky like this.
[00:30] <Morgana_> "I like it, really." Her voice is more emphatic and her exspression brightens
[00:30] <Amelia-Hart> "Look...I just want to know what else he left out, okay?" She adds after a moment, frowning again. "So...can you tell me anything or not?"
[00:31] <Morgana_> "I don't know if magic type is based on personality or not, but it might be. I think mine isn't necessarilly"
[00:32] * Odile 's internal puzzlement was only intensifying, giving a half-turn of her head to see where Aurora had gone, not that she necessarily needed to physically move herself to do so. "That's, um. Pretty.. Nice that you like it. A-and have an aptitude for it," she adds with a hint of a smile against her crimson lips. "... Why would you think otherwise?"
[00:32] <Karpinsky> "Sure. The same happened to me." Karpinsky hugged her. "And we don't die when we're killed. We come back."
[00:35] <Morgana_> "I don't think of myself as reassuring to other people or sweet or anything that would paint a picture of a cute healer girl. Though I am willing to defend the innocent at the risk of personal injury. Maybe that's the reason. Who knows."
[00:37] <Amelia-Hart> Amelia makes a surprised vaguely squeaky noise at the hug interrupt, then goes very red. "I...That....What?" She blinks rapidly, embarassment overwhelmed by surprise. "Wait, run that by me again. We...What do you mean, come back?" She's blinking as the implications wash over her.
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[00:38] <Odile> "... Maybe," she adds while giving a last tug of a single finger against the object at her neck, giving up seeing as how it didn't respond save for intermittent flickers of a breeze that only she could feel. "I can.. tell you defended.. something?" Giving another deliberately tilt of her head towards the girl's pack. "W-well. You like it. and. It makes you happy... S-so that matters
[00:38] <Odile> more than a stereotype... .. Right?"
[00:39] <Karpinsky> "I mean, dead MGs come back alive later. That was a big surprise the first time I saw someone I thought was dead." Karpinsky said, still hugging Amelia.
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[00:42] <Morgana_> "stereotypes are useful but they are just generalizations. Are you unhappy being,you know, a magical girl?"
[00:44] <Amelia-Hart> ...She's very close. This is amazingly awkward, but...it actually feels rather nice and Amelia hadn't realized just how much she could have used a hug until right now. She decides to stay put. "I...Okay. We don't die. Got it." Amelia makes a noise somewhere between a snort and a giggle. She's still breathing fast. "I...Okay. That...that's another thing he left out. Not sure...not sure what to think about that just yet."
[00:45] <Odile> "Generalizations, groupings.. They have.. a time and place.. But. I think. They can be more harmful than useful... At times." She blinks now, the midnght of her lashes contrasting to the extremely light pastels of her eyes. "... Me? Um. ... that is a question with some, um, weight behind it. Miss."I - I still don't know the name of your - twin. Or. You, for that matter."
[00:45] <Odile> "... Ah... I mean! If you would. Share your name, please."
[00:45] <Amelia-Hart> So if she'd messed up even worse yesterday...she might not have died- at least not for good. She REALLY isn't sure how she feels for that, other than relief at not being dead.
[00:46] * Aurora_ walks back from the bar carrying a tray with three drinks and a platter of mozarella sticks. "I don't know what you like, so I just got you a coke." She says before placing the tray and sitting down.
[00:47] <Morgana_> "Oh, my name isn't important, but for what it's worth. Morgana. This is my precious sister, Aurora."
[00:48] <Karpinsky> "Relax." Karpinsky reassures. "It's a big thing."
[00:50] * Odile blinks a second time as Aurora returns, looking somewhat owlish. A.. soda. She'd never have allowed herself to have one before, what with how important her figure was... But. It didn't exactly matter now. Did it. Something wilts inside her, but at the same time, at least... She would allow herself one small pleasure, gratefully taking the glass as it was offered to her. "Thank
[00:50] * Odile you. For um. Your names - and - the - drink. Too. Uhm, and snacks... I appreciate it."
[00:51] * Karpinsky pulls Amelia tighter. "Just relax, Amelia. It's a big shock for all of us."
[00:51] * Odile brings it to her mouth but pauses for a second, tilting her head twice before bringing it to her lips and taking a sip; no imprint of her lipstick was left behind on the glass. And - another sip - delighting in the sugary taste before setting the drink down. ".. A-are you sure I can't, um, help you with some-thing?"
[00:52] <Amelia-Hart> "...You...you don't say." Amelia snarks, the strained note to her voice and the slight shake undermining it somewhat. "Well...Thanks for telling me...wouldn't want to find that out the hard way..." The thought that she could be lying strikes her suddenly...but she seems serious. And as crazy as it is...it's not more than the rest.
[00:52] <Morgana_> "Um. " she drops her head while trying to come up with something
[00:53] <Aurora_> "You are talking to us, that's enough on a day like today." Nodding to indicate the other girls in the room, the ones embracing. "Were not as bad off as those two, right?"
[00:54] <Karpinsky> "No problem. Gotta help rookies out. I didn't get help when I started." Karpinsky keeps her embrace.
[00:55] * Odile twitches into a smirky grin, swivelling her head to look at the other girls and back again. "That is. Hehe, true... I am, hmm. New around here. To this kind of thing, though. So. I just wasn't - sure - if there was. A protocol or something."
[00:55] <Odile> "Other than.. Friendliness?"
[00:58] <Morgana_> "There are some around that have been unfriendly. It isn't enforced or something."
[00:59] <Amelia-Hart> "I...Thanks..." Amelia mumbles, feeling a prickle of embarassment for her first reaction just now. She can't really see much other than Karpinsky's brown hair...and doesn't really want her to let go, but she's feeling a bit awkward about it. "Um...I'm okay now...I think..."
[01:00] <Odile> "Some..?" She tilts her head a bit, one finger tracing the rip of her glass. "Like. Um. Who? If that is a question you would like to answer. May-be.. I only know. Two from here. Somewhat."
[01:01] <Karpinsky> "You sure?" Karpinsky loosened her grip. "Also, want something to eat?"
[01:01] <Aurora_> "There were these two that were being defensive of someone else as if we were out to get them. Yet we'd only been around for a little while and hadn't taken any actions offensive or otherwise."
[01:02] <Morgana_> "maybe there's something about us that gives an aura of ... something bad. I don't know." Her heads shakes slightly
[01:06] * Odile hmms quietly while taking another sip, considering. Well. It became less surprising, then, that the two had sought her company instead of- Amelie, was it?- though - that thought was slightly depressing, too. "... .. People can be very judgmental of first impressions, that is something that has not changed here or from. Um. Before."
[01:07] <Odile> "I do not know anyone well enough here to say why they would do such a thing. But perhaps they have a reason. Per-haps. Not. But. You two seem.. Nice, to. Me?. ... "
[01:07] <Amelia-Hart> "I..." Amelia trails off. She doesn't finish the thought, but some of the tension bleeds away from her frame. She's warmer than she could be- not quite feverish. "I can pay..."
[01:08] <Morgana_> "You seemed a little lost."
[01:08] <Aurora_> "Plus the other girl was already being entrapped by Karpinsky over there."
[01:09] <Karpinsky> "Nah, I'll pay." Karpinsky said. "You're going through a lot. I want to help how I can."
[01:12] <Odile> "Kar-pin-sky," she repeats, taking another drink of the delicious, syrupy soda, the way the carbonation bubbled against her tongue felt divine. "... Well... I came here to. Um. Find... some-one. Who is not here. This place is not one I know well," she admits after a pause, taking multiple sips in succession as if to abate responding or continuing, but at last she puts the drink down,
[01:12] <Odile> half-empty by now. "I have only came here once before. I heard it was a haven, of sorts."
[01:14] <Morgana_> "It seems to be. By circumstance or design I've no idea."
[01:14] <Aurora_> "Who were you looking for? Maybe we know... them?"
[01:16] <Amelia-Hart> "...Thanks." Amelia mutters quietly. She's not even sure how much money she has on her out of costume... "I. Um. I owe you one..." She shifts a bit in Karpinsky's grip, swallowing the lump in her throat. "So...how did it happen to you?" She asks after a moment's hestitation. "When you started fighting the monsters, I mean..."
[01:17] <Odile> "Hmm. So it is true," thoughtfully puckering her lips. If it was, then it seemed less strange that her patron could come and go so freely here... without any suspicion.. Well, that was still somewhat strange.. But he worked in mysterious ways, and she did not want her thoughts to dwell too deeply on it just in case. "That is good to know. Very few places are.. safe... in the world
[01:17] <Odile> outside here. Per-haps you have seen a little girl named Hallie while around.? Alone. Or. With a cat."
[01:18] <Morgana_> "hmmm." Obviously trying to recall
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[01:18] <Aurora_> "I... don't think so." a very similar expression coupled with a slight shake of her head.
[01:19] <Karpinsky> "Accidentally hit a MG with my car. Angry puchuu." Karpinsky said. "I figured out the MG immortality when that same MG showed up years later. And don't worry about owing me."
[01:21] <Morgana_> "Yeah no dice, sorry."
[01:21] <Amelia-Hart> "You hit..." Amelia nods after listening, then bites her lip. "Even so...Thanks."
[01:21] <Odile> "I see," she replies while not sounding too disppointed; on the whole her voice was very flat, though the way she lulled out her words gave it a softness. "Well. Thank you, anyway. Aurora. And - Morgana. Perhaps, it is better if you have not seen her. Truly little girls should not be coming - here - or wandering alone, anyway...?"
[01:21] <Odile> "The Overcity is dangerous even to the experienced.."
[01:22] <Karpinsky> "No problem, Amelia." Karpinsky embraced her tighter. "Thanks for letting me help you."
[01:22] <Morgana_> "They do come here sometimes. The was a nice girl earlier that couldn't have been ten years old."
[01:23] <Aurora_> "It's the best place for them I've seen, but there is still much to be explored."
[01:25] <Odile> "Ten is very young," her mouth curls into a slight frown, though there is no change of expression to her large staring eyes. "I suppose it can not be helped, though.. ... Un-less others take an interest. For. Um. Better - or for - worse."
[01:26] * Aurora_ both sisters nod in agreement.
[01:26] <Odile> "Was - Is - the person you were hoping for, like that?"
[01:27] <Morgana_> "She's a little older, I think she's 15."
[01:28] <Aurora_> "She is really sweet though. Just pleasant to be around."
[01:28] <Morgana_> "Not cold like we are."
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[01:30] <Amelia-Hart> She closes her eyes for a moment. It's quiet for a while. She should be more bothered by hugging a complete stranger, but like this... "I...I still don't think I was wrong." Amelia blurts out suddenly. "I mean...the monster thing...that's true, right? And the only way to stop them's people like us?"
[01:30] * Odile still feels those pluckings of wariness at her heart, the faint warm breeze at her nape telling her that probably, there was more to the topical level of conversation she wasn't picking up on fully. Not to mention - how hard it was to be given attention and talked to by strangers so freely - but. Maybe it was. Somewhat nice?... Was it wrong to think so?... Before she would have
[01:30] * Odile been simply ignored, surely... ... Though she knew who to thank for that. "I would like to meet a girl who you two deem is pleasant, in that case. She must be. interesting?.."
[01:30] <Morgana_> "This is a personal question."
[01:31] <Odile> "A-ah, y-yes..?"
[01:31] <Aurora_> "Please do not feel pressured to answer."
[01:32] <Morgana_> "Have you always looked similar to how you did now?"
[01:32] <Karpinsky> "There are monsters that need to be stopped, yes." Karpinsky said. "But there are some that can be redeemed."
[01:32] <Amelia-Hart> Even if it isn't the way she'd thought it'd happen, she's still going to be someone that can make a difference, right?
[01:32] <Aurora_> "Full disclosure, we have not."
[01:33] <Amelia-Hart> "How? I guess you'd know....And how'd you tell? How many have you...um...stopped?" Killed.
[01:33] <Morgana_> Their words are calm and even, intended to be gentle.
[01:35] * Odile feels a stillnness in her chest, heart skipping a beat - but her apperance is as aloof as ever, somewhat beautiful if more on the unnatural scale given the size of her eyes. "... .... Well. I can, um. See how you are now," she replies to match their even tones. "I - - - This is me," adding a hand to her chest, gesturing it once up and down.
[01:36] <Karpinsky> "I don't remember." Karpinsky says. "And you don't know. You have to guess, and accept the consequences."
[01:37] <Odile> "..."
[01:37] <Morgana_> "You don't have to tell us, it's fine."
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[01:38] <Aurora_> "Just try and relax a bit, okay? Seems like we are holding you over a barrel, or some less stupid expression."
[01:40] * Morgana_ raises her eyebrow at her sister, clearly asking a silent question.
[01:40] * Aurora_ shakes her head and clearly doesn't have an answer.
[01:40] * Odile narrows her eyes somewhat and stands to her feet, the tips of her toes just barely brushing against the ground to support her weight. ".... ... .. It is me," she echoes herself, her voice cracking somewhat as her hand brushes the black cloth of her dress, a finger somewhat clipping through it in her unrest. "... I .. I am sorry. I believe. That. Um. I need to go, after all."
[01:40] <Odile> "That girl may be lost - I should. Try to find her."
[01:41] <Amelia-Hart> "...I guess I'll just have to wing it." Her tone's more acceptable than resigned. There hadn't been anything human about that thing yesterday. She hopes. She bobs her head in a nod again. "Hey, um...Do you know what the Overcity actually is? I get that it's magic, but uh...it's kinda weird, even for that, and that's saying something..."
[01:41] <Morgana_> (part of her hand phased through her clothes?)
[01:41] <Odile> (Yep)
[01:41] <Morgana_> "Odile, if you want to find a lost child we would be remiss if we didn't ask to help you."
[01:42] <Aurora_> "No paladin worth anything would pass up the opportunity."
[01:43] <Karpinsky> "I have no idea. It's a city, and it's weird." Karpinsky smiles. "You got a place to stay?"
[01:43] <Morgana_> "We are fools that lack hospitality, but our offer is sincere."
[01:43] * Aurora_ stands up and finishes her drink.
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[01:45] * Morgana_ eats the last cheesestick and slides over the couch to stand.
[01:45] <Odile> "I do not know about - paladins - but. I can tell you two should - rest," with a slight point at their packs. ".. .... S...sorry.... But I should. Need to - go." With an incline of her head she gives her farewell to the twins, and with alacrity, rushes out of the pub without regard to the social conventions necessitating her to walk.
[01:46] <Amelia-Hart> "I...I'm good. Thanks." She lies, a bit clumsily. She's already helped her- a complete stranger- enough. She pulls away. "Hey, what's with her?" She asks, not too subtly trying to deflect the conversation. "She said her name was Odile or something..."
[01:47] <Morgana_> "Well shit."
[01:47] <Amelia-Hart> Yep, that sounded exactly as awkward as it did in her head.