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[saturniapavonia]

text;

No cellphone reception. No cash or major credit cards accepted. And me without a clue.

What is this? Yeah. A city. What is this really?

[ooc; Behold a very pissy and confused Roman who just walked his way from the forest. Welcome him the only way you know how, City.]

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[lefthandedgenius]

[There's a grin and a roll of her eyes.]

Why am I not surprised?

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[saturniapavonia]

[P r e t t y.... girl uh oh.]

I don't know. Are you psychic?

[lefthandedgenius]

[For some reason this question makes her laugh delightedly, and when she respond, there's a glint in her eye.]

I'm something.

[saturniapavonia]

I thought girls get pissed off if you call them things.

[THEY DO. GOD.]

I'm gonna play it safe. You're some one.

[lefthandedgenius]

[And still that Mona Lisa smile.]

That's also true.

[saturniapavonia]

[Unfair. Totally fair....]

So do you have a name or is that why you're a thing?

[And does Roman have to introduce himself again? People actually have no idea who he is.]

[lefthandedgenius]

Lydia.

[Seriously, Roman clearly amuses the shit out of her. She's very sure about herself.]

You?

[saturniapavonia]

[Putting the moves except that makes her correlation awkward. Just that Godfrey charm perhaps.]

Roman.

[Since he's not James Bond he'll leave off a rehash with that golden last name. For now.]

How long have you been stuck here?

[lefthandedgenius]

Just a week or two. But I've already been back to my home and returned again here at least once. Which was interesting. Time doesn't move at home for us while we're here.