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[VIDEO] The Bay

[ There is an attractive woman with two candy-colored horns and long, black hair, and white phosphorescent skin on the screen. She's already donned her necklace, which has a very prominant purple and green stone, with a slight a slightly larger than normal yellow stone. She's sitting in her silver pod in the bay. ]

So+ I have read the pamphlet - very info+rmative, I must say - but this who+le thing is a bit much to+ swallo+w, so+ to+ speak.

Is there anyo+ne there that I can speak to+, to+ co+nvince myself this is no+t an elabo+rate plo+y designed by an ingenio+s prankster? There are a fair number o+f them where I co+me fro+m.

Perhaps so+meo+ne might also+ o+ffer so+me advice o+n which arch I sho+uld go+ thro+ugh.

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[She nods and proceeds down the street, her gait long and swift, barely disturbing the dirt. Hell, she even hops on the rare car or two and barely moves them. She also can't be overly tired given she's keeping the conversation going mid-stride]

So what's the chant with you, huh? What's yer name, where ya from?

The 'chant' huh? Well, my name is Po+rrim Maryam. I co+me fro+m the planet Befo+rus, altho+ugh it no+ lo+nger exists. I've spent the last few co+untless eo+ns flo+ating aro+und as a figment in the dream bubbles o+f the furthest ring.

No+w I'm here!

[ Porrim has to double-time to keep up with the dragon. She isn't quite used to this kind of physical exertion. ]

That's a helluva story. Don't think we got many folk as that can go 'spent eons floatin' round here.

[She punches a ghost that gets too close, her gauntlets crackling as they force the spirit to discorporiate for a time]

Then again, maybe not. Don't pay as much time talkin' ta folk as I prolly should.

[ Porrim looses a stream of flame at another ghost. ]

Yo+u're mo+re o+f a wo+man o+f actio+n?

When I'm not bein' a lazy shit, yeah.

[She opens her mouth and blasts a gaggle of spirits closing in on her with a gout of flame from her mouth, the air shimmering around her from a heat heaze]

Tend ta do that a fair bit. S'obviously dragony bits in me's fault.

Well I am pretty pro+ne to+ lo+ng spans o+f do+ing no+thign as well, and I have virtually no+ drago+n blo+o+d in me at all!

[ Porrim lets loose her own stream of flame on a ghost coming from another direction. ]

I was kind of expecting these gho+sts to+ be less vunlerable to+ so+mething as mundane as fire?

Yeah, I don't get it either, but then again, 'm not exactly up to date on ghosts. Maybe its somethin' about them not likin' fire? Abyss, we should be glad enough that this is workin, eh?

[Oh hey, that group of spooks at the end of the street look rather large don't they, milling around like that]

Shit. Haven't seen 'em gatherin up like that before. Musta really pissed 'em off.

We can pro+bably go+ aro+und them. The go+al is evacuatio+n, no+t exterminatio+n, right?

...point. [You could almost hear the gears shift in her voice's tone and her expression. She looks like a big confused puppy being kicked]

Right then, suppose I shoulda done this first. Grab my waist.

[ No objections here, no ma'am.

Porrim wrapped her arms around Adelinde's waist, as instructed. ]

All set!

Hold tight. Its gonna be one helluva ride.

[And with a single slow breath to center herself, she rolls her shoulders as two great leathery wings unfold from.....some...where....behind her back? Where did those wings come from?! With a few debris-blasting flaps of her wing, she shoots up into the air like a dart, flying up and over that wall of ghosts.]

Hey! You doin' okay? We bein' followed?

[ Whoa! ]

A little busy ho+lding o+n fo+r dear life!

[ Porrim chances a glance backwards, and in the chaos, maybe sees a couple of ghosts splitting off to follow them? ]

Uh, I think so+, maybe!

Well shit. Uhhh, how close?

[She did slow down, a bit, so at least she won't fall?]

No+t that clo+se, I do+n't think...

[ Slowing down gave Porrim a chance to look behind - but it also gave the ghosts a chance to catch up! ]

Strike that, very clo+se!

[She dares a look back and instantly pulls Porrim up to her chest so she can use her non-dominant hand to hold her tight]

Hold on, I'm puttin on the heat!

[The speed is now GOTTA GO FAST levels of speed as she not only begins to fly faster, but dive down to get even faster]

[ The ghosts fade away behind them. ]

Nice flying. So+ where to+ no+w?

[With her free hand, she points at the Attleton archway off a short way]

There. That archway leads to Attleton and outta this damn mess for ya. Shouldn't be more than a minute or two ta get it at this rate.

[The dragonwoman shouts over the whipping winds, panting from the exertion of keeping up this speed for as long as she is]

Alright!

[ Now Porrim really felt like a burden, having come in just to make Adelinde wind herself to get her out. ]

[The minute passes by quickly and with only a slight stutter, Adeline sets her feet down at the archway. As soon as Porrim lets go, she stretches her chest out to take a big breath]

Shit. I'm more outta shape that I thought. Wouldn't be nearly so outta breath after that if I was back at Sigil...

[She says this as she looks away, almost forgetting Porrim. Incidentally, she sees a small crowd of locals lurking around the archway]

Huh, locals. Boss'll prolly want them ta get through....hey, know its askin' a bit, but ya mind giving me a hand? It'll go quicker getting them through with the two of us and our pendants, yeah?

[ Oh hey, something she is useful for! ]

I am at yo+ur service!

[ She approached the nearest people and politely asked them to follow her to the archway. ]

[It takes little over half an hour before they manage to get the locals through the archway, Adeline spending a good portion of her time making sure that they all won't be attacked by ghosts while Porrim got them through. As soon as the last civilian gets through, Adeline walks through the archway herself....and promptly rests her elbows on her knees, breathing harshly and yet her cocky smirk doesn't diminish]

Well....that was an exciting mornin, weren't it?

So+ very exciting. I wo+uld like the excitement to+ go+ do+wn to+ mo+re manageable levels no+w, ho+wever.

Is there yet mo+re crisis management that is required, o+r do+ yo+u think we can retreat to+ a calmer area and relax?

[ She couldn't remember the last time she worked this hard. ]

Yeah...I think we could, yannow, take five. Let's see if there's a damn bar around.

That wo+uld be nice. Altho+ugh the particular beverage that I am craving is unlikely to+ be sto+cked in a recreatio+nal establishment.

[ She looks around. ]

Which 'arch' are we in no+w, anyway?

Me neither; can't really get drunk before most bars throw me out. Part'n'parcel of the whole 'Exalted dragony bit' thing, I'm supposin'.

We're in Attleton, big ole slice of suburbia. Yawnsville, really.

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