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[fleabit.livejournal.com]

[It's a beautiful morning outside of the Tower.

Or it would be. If anyone could see more than a bit in front of them. The sun's breaking over the horizon a bit, just penetrating the fog enough to shine a bit of light on two women. One is pale and tall, with wild and tangled hair, on her back snoring still. She's in cheap pajamas provided by the inn she was sleeping at, the buttons not quite done right. They also seem a size or two too small for her.

The other woman is about a foot shorter than her companion, curled up next to her. Her skin is a bit tanned and she's in nothing but her underpants, her hair tied back behind her. Something about the way the ground feels jolts her awake first. Last they checked, they didn't pass out on someone's freshly watered lawn.

You know. If either of them actually knew what a lawn was.]

Whuu? Where's I at now? [Glances around and blinks, not recognizing the green under her] Oh. What in Hades' name? Ah Raggy Raggy, git uppa!

[Raggy growled a bit, bolting up with a start, eyes wide as she looked over at her friend.] What? Raggy up! Raggy up! What Dirty Miri want? Raggy dream of jerky and--- Rrrrrr, bright! [She immediately buries her face in her hands and gnashes a bit, flailing in place.] What Dirty Miri do now?

[ooc: Joint intro for Raggy and Miri! Each girl will respond to you separately. Forward dated to sunrise.]

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[afewloosegears.livejournal.com]

Nevermind my orbs! Ain't nuffin to cover me up with here! With food, there be clothes.

[Squiiiiints at the pointed direction and just start walking there. Yawning and waving hand at Raggy.]

Let's go... What'd yer hear anyway?

Was told that volcanoes are bright... Did we end up near a machine god?

[Only volcano she's heard of have an ancient giant machine near it. Stories maybe, but she still believes in it!]

[fleabit.livejournal.com]

Raggy hear tick tock. Sound like Dirty Miri machine. Tick.

[Raggy picks something up, puts it on her head, and then taps you on the shoulder. When you turn around, she has a book open on her head. Someone's found her Grimoire.]

Dunno 'bout that! Volcano food? That good?

[afewloosegears.livejournal.com]

Machine? Seriously? I GOTTA-

[Interrupted by the tapping and turns around to look at the book. Squints and blinks, looking aside and see another one on ground. Huh?]

What's th... Oh. Volcano is very very hot, it glows, makes light. Maybe we're near one...

[Goes and grabs the other Grimoire, just in case it's something valuable! She'll poke around later...]

Maybe this thingy's worth money. Looks fancy... Let's go, if it's ticking, I gotta see it!

[fleabit.livejournal.com]

Volcaner [Yes, she's calling it that] is bath? Sound like tub at inn. That hot.

[Also don't mind her enjoying her personal book helm. She thinks she looks pretty swag right now.]

It that way! All tick tick. Maybe it your mom.

[afewloosegears.livejournal.com]

[Just gonna take a look at Raggy and turn, walking.]

Nice hat. And even hotter than that. Like. Rock melt hot.

[Wait... Did she just get your mom'd?]

WHAT?