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Horus: You've no idea. You've landed in the 41st millennium. This is the avatar room. *Gestures to the massive building*

Ciri: Right.. so very far into the future. Of some unknown universe. Well I am trying to hide.

*Sighs*

Avallac'h is going to be pissed..

*nods*

It was good to at least have one full conversation with you.

*stares off into a space for a few moments before going back to fixing his armor*

Horus: Hide? From what, or who?

[Sam follows quietly] ...But you still own all those things you did and felt. You are real. And as far as we care, there's only one of you.
All of my memories are someone else's. Even the woman I love.
My moral compass is someone else's. Hell, even my taste in clothes.

Ooc: need sleepy bye byes for an hour or so.

*Stares at Santiago through the blanket*

*Tilts head slightly and sweeps tail again*

~

J: But I don't feel it...I don't feel real anymore...

*Continues walking with Sam*

OOC Nighty nought then.

Ciri: The Wild hunt.. Eredin wants my blood.. Hard to explain especially to someone I just meet..

Horus: You'd be surprised. C'mon. Let's get you something to eat. *Leads Ciri to the room*

*Morrigan and Billy continue following the trail*

*Marla steps by door in a robe*

Stop shooting my door... Whoever it was.
You woke me up...

And don't wake me up early ..
*metal lower arm and lower leg visible under robe *

*closes hatch and goes for a shower in repressor *

*Maria and boro walking down the vast royal museum showing him her homes history*

*Ciri's stomach growls.* I am quiet hungry, so I will take you up on that offer.

*She follows Horus and gets some food with him.*

*Horus opens the fridge*
Horus: Not sure what you'll like, so take whatever. Our normal cook is asleep right now but-

*Quetz floats in looking slightly better*
Quetz: I'm not asleep anymore. Who's this? *Looks down at Ciri and yawns widely.*

*Yaryap keeps walking through the room while being maniacally excited*

*Shaper looks out the window of his shuttle and stares at the planet the room is on*
Boran: I'll come back, but I need to clear my head. So much has happened. I need a holiday.
*Shaper sits down and closes his eyes*

OOC: I'm taking the Shaper out of the room while I think about my next move for him. And I'm feeling a little crowded with avatars, (I'm aware I'm still outnumbered by a few posters) so this will clear some space. And I might make Verv's fears come true about him, but we'll see. (And that was intentionally vague, don't worry)

Either way, I'm off to bed. Goodnight everyone.

OOC: Night jack
BiC:

*OT tiredly walks out of the medbay to collapse on the couch with Perenelle*
OT: I've seen enough of that place in the last few days...

OOC Night. I'ma probably do the same with Jordan for a while. The Knight is off with Maria and Death is off becoming Not Death. So that leaves...Amelia and Joalia. I think I can handle this roster.

*Morrigan stands up and looks at Billy*

Morrigan: She's gone, I can't track her any further, there's too much damage done of the Anpu to see where she went.
Billy: But we've got to find her!
Morrigan: I know, Billy I know. But I think she needs time alone to think. Let's head back and we'll go from there okay?
*Billy looks angry, frustrated and hurt but agrees to go back*

*Ciri's hand immedatly goes to her sword when she first see Quetz, When he starts talking she slowly releases the hilt of her blade.*

Ciri: I am Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon.. but please just call me Ciri, so you are the cook?

OOC: Night Vanden and BlackJack

*Quetz looks mildly annoyed*
Quetz: Quetzacoatl, but everyone calls me Quetz. And I'm a bit more than a cook. Why, you hungry?

OOC Oh, I'm not sleeping, I was just saying goodnight to Jack

Bic *Coils around Santiago and falls asleep*

~

*Amelia walks back into the room and goes into the kitchen*

Amee: Mornin everybody...Mornin...Ciri?

*Horus nods and Quetz smiles slightly as Amelia enters*
Quetz: Good morning little one! Hungry?

Yes please Quetz...It's been a few days since I last had proper food in my mouth...

*Blushes slightly and thinks back two days*

*Shakes head and smiles*

To Amelia: Yes? I believe we meet some time ago? When I was looking for Geralt?

To Quetz: I would love any food you are willing to offer.. I have a few crowns..

Oh please, you don't have to pay. And yes. When you were looking for Geralt. Charmer, he was...

*Takes a seat opposite Ciri and stretches*

*Quetz waves away the money and sets about making something up as Horus sits down cross legged on the the floor to not have to hunch over the table.*

Horus: So you two know each other?

*Smiles at Amelias remark.* He can be a little.. "emotionless" at times.. *A worried look crosses her face.* I hope hes alright..

To Horus: I came here looking for my mentor, Geralt of Rivia, he was trapped here for awhile.. Believe Yen sent him here for.. well.. lets just say Geralt has a fondness for sorceresses...

Yes, we know each other. The encounter was brief, but I guess you came off well.

*Smiles and thinks back*

Now that I think about it...I think he was dragged through another portal...I'm pretty sure, at least...He helped us fight a Daemon attack, then disappeared...

*Quetz sets down 2 plates for Amelia and Ciri and a platter for Horus*
Quetz: Dig in. There's more where that came from too so don't hesitate to ask for seconds

Thanks Quetz.

*Digs in*

*Ciri eats the food, and asks for another helping. When she finishes she takes her plates to the sink.*

Ciri: That was fantastic, thank you Quetz.

*Quetz bows as best he can in his injured state*
Quetz: You're both welcome


*Ot walks in leaning slightly on Perenelle*
Ot: Morning you lot...

They say he's the best cook in the sector, I think he's the best cook in the multiverse.

*Smiles at Quetz*

*Finishes plate and places it in the sink*

*Turns the water on and starts doing the dishes*

Mornin' Nick.