[An Alley in Grey Zone]
The woman raises an eyebrow, "Ah, I'm sorry. Do you want me to cover myself? I must have surprised you." She glances at the dead man, her expression remaining perfectly calm.
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[An Alley in Grey Zone]
The woman raises an eyebrow, "Ah, I'm sorry. Do you want me to cover myself? I must have surprised you." She glances at the dead man, her expression remaining perfectly calm.
[An Alley in Grey Zone]
He keeps looking at the ground. The toad thing continues to look warily on at the woman, but neither of them seem to pay much mind to the dead man either. "Uh, yeah, please do. not that you have any clothes here or something; I can summon some clothing for you if you need me to."
[An Alley in Grey Zone]
The woman smiles mysteriously, "Thank you stranger, I actually feel a bit cold." She then moves her arms over to cover her crotch and bosom to make him feel more comfortable.
"May I ask what have happened? It seems you have been involved in a fight."
[An Alley in Grey Zone]
The young man begins a spell, moving his hands to do the summoning. As he does this, he says, "Yeah, got in a fight. The mugger thought I'd be an easy target. He didn't realize I knew magic."
In a few moments, around the woman will appear a set of clothing. Fishnet stockings, a leather skirt, and a leather corset. Boots with heels on them also appear, and around her shoulders appears a cowl, though the hood is currently down. Long leather gloves appear as well.
He looks over what he summoned for a moment, then says, "Well, at least that's better than the outfit I summoned up last time."
[An Alley in Grey Zone]
The woman seem to take with a stride and laughs. "I'm sure, at least I'm warm now and your at ease." She smiles mysteriously again, reaching out her hand towards him. "Let me help you in turn, my healing require touch, are you comfortable with that?"
[An Alley in Grey Zone]
He chuckles, "Now that you're wearing something? yeah, I'm ok with it," He also hasn't stood up yet. The wound is just above his knee. Also, if she asks him to roll up his pant leg so she can get a better look at the wound, he won't object to that either.
The giant toad thing will move forward and attempt to sniff the woman as she heals him.
[Six Dollar Saloon]
Nope!
Amil sure isn't any of those things.
But what she is-
"A concerned citizen."
It's always nice when the community gets involved with making the city a better place for everyone. "So a nice young woman was unknowingly given a potion that turned her into a weremoose. I don't suppose you would know anything about that?"
He could deny it.
But Amil would probably thwack him if he does.
[One-Eyed Pete's Hideout]
The statue is yoinked!
...
No alarms sound.
No bad guys show up.
It doesn't spit out poison gas.
Nothing.
[Six Dollar Saloon]
...so, she's related to Gordon Frohman?
The doctor takes a step back. "Well, I never said that the chopped chives did not have side effects... and therianthropy only occurs in one out of every 10 cases! Hardly something to get bothered over..."
[An Alley in Grey Zone]
She asks that very gently and then once she gotten a good look at the wound, touches it. He should feel a soothing feeling as all the pain just washes away, the wound closing up like nothing had happened.
The frog that the woman smells almost nothing at all at the moment. Having just manifested in the world she haven't sweat very much or have a chance to emit any other odors.
As he does attempt to smell her she quickly gets up once she's done with the healing, giving the frog a questioningly look. "So perhaps introductions would be in order now? I'm..." She seems to hesitate a moment. "Dawn."
[An Alley in Gray Zone]
The young man feels over the now closed wound. Feels normal, that's a good sign. He'll let his pant leg back down and stand up, extending a hand to shake, "My name is Thompson Cauldur. Call me Tom." He indicates the Toad thing, "And the big guy is Avastol."
Avastol merely grunts, eying the woman warily. He feels uncomfortable due to the fact that she has no scent.
[An Alley in Gray Zone]
Dawn smiles at them both. "A pleasure to meet you Tom and Avastol, my condolences for having to end that man's life, he shouldn't have attacked you. Are you both okay now?"
[Six Dollar Saloon]
That statement does little to improve Amil's opinion of the man. Seems she's been running into a lot of amoral scientists lately.
"I'm going to need you to come with me," she states in a rather flat tone.
She doesn't feel inclined to deal with any shenanigans!
Because she has already had to deal with plenty of shenanigans today.
Will the scientist comply?
Or will she have to thwack him?
Stay tuned to find out!
[An Alley in Gray Zone]
"Didn't mean to, of course, but Avastol here is a whole lot stronger than your average human, and a single punch broke his neck." Avastol grunts, evidently not liking to have killed him either, "beyond what you just healed, neither of us were hurt, so we're fine. What about you? How did you end up in this alley with no clothes on?"
[Six Dollar Saloon]
The doctor stands his ground, holding his carpetbag to his chest. "And where are we going?"
[An Alley in Gray Zone]
"I was just born." Dawn explains. "I'm sure the concept might seem strange to you but I'm a Deva, it is our way. Now I'm just helping you."
[Underbed]
"I'm not too worried about that," Kyinde replied. "As long as we can still tell what's happening to each other, we should be able to back each other up if there's trouble, and we both can take on some unexpected things."
Still, Demon Queen had a point about being alert. The foxling perked up her ears, listening for anything unusual. If anything tried to ambush them, she wanted to be ready to give them a quick freezing.
[Six Dollar Saloon]
Amil's eyes narrow slightly. "Right now? We're going to go down stairs. After that? Well. That will be up to the nice sheriff to decide."
He's such a nice guy!
He has a white hat after all.
Every knows that if you wear a white hat you're one of the good guys.
Once this snake-oil peddler has been turned over to the law she'll be done with him. One more good deed under the belt! She's really starting to get the hang of those whole PC thing. Though it'll probably take a little more practice yet...
We'll see how it goes!
[An Alley In Gray Zone]
"You were just... born?" Tom blinks and looks at Avastol.
"I've heard of Devas. Not much, but they are supposedly divine." The big toad thing says, "Much like demons; come into being fully formed. We have just been witness to a rare event."
[Six Dollar Saloon]
"Alright, if you insist." The carpetbagger will try to head out the door... but when he brushes past Amil, he'll suddenly try to put a tiny pocket pistol against the side of her head, and then he tries to pull the trigger.
[An Alley In Gray Zone]
Dawn can't help but to smile at that, "Not as rare as you might think, but yes, we are divine in nature. I could explain it in more detail if you want to. If not well... you could tell me where I am."
[An Alley In Grey Zone]
"You're in the Nexus. Crossroads for every dimension, universe, and world in every multiverse to ever exist," Tom says, "Chaos is pretty rampant, but there's good people around every corner. Problems too," He indicates the dead mugger, "Lot's of fun to be had in this place."
[Six Dollar Saloon]
Oh noes!
Amil has been shot!
She was taking larger caliber rounds with just bruises earlier. And her thick skull isn't about to let such a small bullet through. Though a point-blank shot is still enough to daze her for a little while.
Amil isn't down, but she's probably not going to follow right away.
The doctor had best move fast, however, because she isn't likely to be very happy by the time she regains her senses.
Run quackman!
Run!
[Six Dollar Saloon]
Doctor Arlington, snake oil salesman extraordinaire, flees with all the speed his legs and flabby build can afford him. The young deputy comes up the stairs as the doctor makes a beeline exit through a window, moving surprisingly fast for an out of shape merchant. He rushes over to her, trying to help her.
Temple of Dalachrech
This was a perfectly ordinary Edwardian terraced house, though not any more. Now, there's a large two-tailed scorpion painted to the roof, and a sign outside also shows this image. Above the door is a sign, proclaiming this building to be the Temple of Dalachrech in Inside.
This building is where the two wasps bearing Terrowin and Kail are headed.
[An Alley In Grey Zone]
Dawn nods, "Seems like the type of place my soul usually seek. A world in need of healing." She closes her eyes for a moment and breathes out slowly. "So are you need of any more aid? I think I need to have a look around."
[Temple of Dalachrech]
Kail will dismount from the wasp once it arrives, expecting Terrowin to do the same. She'll follow behind him inside, but she's certainly not going to lead.
[An Alley in Gray Zone]
"I'm not; I don't really think this is the sort of place just one person can heal though." Tom thinks, idly tracing along one of his scars, "There's always things to do for people, though. If you need someone to look around with you, I'd be willing. It can't be easy for someone who was just born."
[An Alley in Gray Zone]
"Such an offer can't be declined." Dawn replies, smiling once again. "I admit that I might have a bit of hard time fitting in. My experiences are rather lacking at the moment. But if your going to help me I must know more about you. You mentioned another outfit you summoned. Why don't you tell me about that?" She pauses a moment. "Unless it makes you uncomfortable of course."
[An Alley in Gray Zone]
Tom scratches the back of his head and chuckles, embarassed, "I'm a nether summoner; demons and the like are my forte, but I can summon up clothes as well. Unfortunately, I can only set parameters for what shows up. The last time I only set the parameters to "Women's clothing" And I got a bikini back. Very strange."
[An Alley in Gray Zone]
"A bikini?" Dawn says in confusion and then shakes her head, "No, you don't need to explain, I'm sure it will just make you even more uncomfortable. I was just curious about you. Demons aren't usually associated with good after all, nor are they associated with clothes."