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[A relatively pretty young woman (with a nose that looks like it's been broken at least twice) appears in the video screen, which frizzes out for a brief moment, as it adjusts to the Magic that she lives with. Of course, since she is far too used to Magic, well. She also has a little bit of trouble using the communicator. By which I mean: she is practically barking into the damned thing!]

Oi! Anyone want to hook me up with a room for the night? I mean, I dunno where to go, honestly: other than a No-Tell Motel, that is to say... And I dunno I really want to stay there, at least, alone... So... Unless someone else wants to offer to stay with me...?

[And she winks softly into the camera lens as she adds quickly:]

I mean, I do have money, from that damned "Welcoming Committee" in the Bay Area and I can pay for the whole bloody suite by myself, and clean it in the morning, too, but-- well. I just don't want to be alone, under my "own" roof, tonight... Honestly, this whole bloody town is just too weird, and I'm half-convinced it's a fever dream brought on by the anaesthetics that I'm under for my recovery from this damned Severing Charm...

[She grimaces slightly now, as she suddenly recalls the very incident that put her into this situation in the first place.]

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There is always an inn near the Bay that offers deals with new arrivals, so you could stay there for the night. It helps that there are other people around there so you wouldn't really be alone. Unless you wanted to share a room of course.

[He's never been himself though, but he's heard things from customers at his own place of business.]

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How about you stay in my guest room instead?

I have a house in Everglade.

[ The girl sounded pretty distressed, even if Porrim was a little leery of inviting strangers from strange places. ]

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Oh, yes, indeed: I really would rather share a room with someone... Someone who I can keep safe, and visa-versa, too, of course! I mean-- sorry, I know I must sound like an absolute nutter, but-- well.

[And she now sighs raggedly, almost sounding hoarse, and rubs absently at her bruised throat.] You don't know where I've come from. The "paranoia" shan't "destroy ya" if there really IS someone out to get you!

Oh, my God, yes... That would be almost perfect, really! And of course, I'd pay you hiring fees; whatever you want for the place, I'm sure I could manage on this amount that the Welcoming Committee gave... Me...

I mean-- [And now Maria notices the-- unusual, almost green but definitely greyish, pallor on the video screen with this offer.] I mean: you're not... Sick with anything-- er-- contagious, are you...? Just making sure, you understand!

[ Desire to troll... overwhelming...

Remember Porrim, she's in distress! ]

No, nothing like that. I'm just not human. And don't worry about payment, it doesn't cost me anything to put you up. It's what the guest room is for, really.

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I've probably heard crazier in my travels, but it is true I don't know where you've come from, just like you won't know where I came from.

[And where he came from was a mess in itself.]

Oh, aye? I mean-- sorry, but-- what are you, if not human...? [And Maria sounds genuinely curious more than anything else, such as, say, fear.]

Of course I'll pay you... I mean, seriously? If I have to have human food-- and LOTS of it, mind you; I am deceptively hungry for my size, honestly-- and of course, you could be using the guest room for-- I dunno... Maybe "guests"? I mean, honestly: I believe that you must have some friends, elsewhere, who might want to stay with you-- or am I wrong?

Oh, aye? I mean-- sorry, but-- if you don't mind sharing the story of your-- "travels"-- well... They sound rather interesting, if you'd like to swap stories....

[She clears her throat weakly, and reaches up to gingerly touch the bruised area, again.] I mean-- a little later, maybe? After I've got my voice back properly...?

I have friends, and they have their own places to stay. You'll be my guest.

Paying me would actually be a very big inconvenience. It would totally throw off all my financial calculations, you'd actually be doing me a favor just by staying in the house.

[ Lying liar that lies. Also notice the skillful dodge of that species question. ]

Oh aye, would I really? [You'll have to forgive Maria if she sounds somewhat dubious of this statement of fact: that she would be Doing This Woman a Favour by actually staying in the house with her... Even if she was virtually threatening before to scrub down an entire suite in an inn!]

[But even so, she's a sharp one, who recognises that her question has been avoided, at least, on PUBLIC channels... And so... She decides to test out the "text" feature of this "phone" thingummy...]

Well, I dunno about you, but one of my dearest friends back at home was a lycanthrope... Although, of course, he NEVER looked quite as grey of complexion as you!

I'm sure I could share a story or two when you are better settled. Which reminds me, there is a place you can go to when you are a little better that will help you find a more permanent place and work.

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I'm afraid I don't know what that is.

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