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[pterosaur]

Crowded. Good thing the ticking's gone back to as normal as it gets, or there'd probably be riots.

Glad I can fly, anyway.

[Open to 4thwall.]

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[pratentious]

[ ...


what


are you? ]

[pterosaur]

[Time traveling girl in a giant pterosaur's body.

...They don't have those where you're from?]

[pratentious]

[ SORCERY


...


should he kill it? ._." ]

[pterosaur]

[You could try? Don't think you'll be able to manage, though. Getting killed isn't in her busy schedule of finding ways to entertain herself.]

[pratentious]

[ Not that he really wants to kill her.

But seriously. What the Hell.]

[pterosaur]

[Welcome to Polychromatic, Arthur.]

[pratentious]

[ Welcome, nothing! This makes no sense. In God's name, Arthur, are you a knight of Camelot or aren't you? ]

You, there. Creature. [ So rude but asldkfjlaskdjf what else should he say? ] What manner of sorcery is this, and why have I been brought here?

[ Because clearly the magical creature will know all the answers. That's just how it works. ]

[pterosaur]

['Creature'? Janine looks down at him out of one big red eye, and talks back in an imitation of his tone.]

You there, human. This is The City. It does this.

[pratentious]

[ D-did it just get smart with him? The Hell? ]

'The City?' What city would that be? And how does it...'do this?'

[pterosaur]

Just the City. It doesn't really have a name. 'This' just happens; people appear here, stay a while, sometimes get sent back... Wherever this is, you can't get back normally.