Love And Property Damage

[silentasthe_glaive]

[Well that’s one way to make an entrance. Or at least, the aftermath of an entrance. There’s a small, perfectly spherical crater in the ground, tinged at the edges with what looks like purple energy. If someone scans the damage, there appear to be trace amounts of something that could be magic-based energies. Also, ringed around that crater are the tattered remains of a poor and unfortunate couch in the wrong place at the wrong time.]

Added to all that, there’s a young girl perched on another couch nearby. (And this one doesn’t carry any grudges for the untimely destruction of its kin.) She looks just shy this side of dazed and out of it, and the brochure is being held in shaky hands.]

“This is really interesting but… how do I go home? CAN I get home? I’m not sure if-“

[She cuts off on that. Things are still blurry and out of focus, and she can feel a headache building if she focuses too hard. So instead Hotaru rubs at her forehead, and switches tracks.]

"…Maybe I should ask a different question? If that’s okay, um… actually I don’t know what else I should ask. What should I ask about?”

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[silentasthe_glaive]

"So maybe I can find my way back, eventually?"

[It's reassuring, even if she's without a way back for now.

The couch gives one of those brief dips-and-bounces with a bear settling down on it, but that doesn't seem to phase Hotaru too much.]

"Talking, maybe? Talking to people could be nice, and it helps that you can listen. And that you're a bear-"

[Oops. Didn't mean to say that last bit out loud.]

[icebearforpresident]

Yes. Ice Bear believes that all worlds are connected here and the path home will open up eventually. Ice Bear has faith in you finding your way soon.

[The bear just nods, not minding at all that Hotaru wants someone to talk to.]

Ice Bear is more than happy to listen to what you have to say.

[silentasthe_glaive]

"Ok, thanks... Ice Bear? Is that your name?"

[Doesn't hurt to check if it is that or a title or... something giant talking bears just do. This 'talking to bears' thing is untried territory for her.]

"I'm worried about my dad, and my friends. I think they were in trouble, but..."

[Whoops, head rush, though her brain latches onto something new from that.]

"But I think there was help on the way. So they might be safe now?"