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[heirtothedragonsfire]

A multiversal plane is not an every day occurrence. Aliens, zombies, sentient robots... they're not a familiar sight either. Despite all of this, Isidor Briar Durant strides into this unfamiliar territory chin up, tailored suit, heels clicking against the ground, as if she owns the place. Viatorus follows nervously behind her, offering her answers whenever the smallest spark of confusion appears in her eyes as she scans area. She takes her time about putting names and terms to the things around her. It is important. She needs to be more than just informed about the Nexus, she needs to be familiar with it.

And then, when she decides she's ready, her intense examination changes with a blink. Isidor clasps her hands together and smiles, becoming the picture of a friendly stranger. "Hello. This is an exciting place, isn't it? Full of interesting people, I'm certain. I'd very much like to get to know you. Your name, a little bit about you and where you come from, maybe."

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[juststeverogers]

"...That's really neighborly of you, Ma'am." There's a slim blonde sitting on a nearby chair who pulls himself up and wanders over, wiping the graphite off his hand from his sketching so it's not so dirty when he extends it in greeting.

"Steve Rogers. Nice to meet you."

[heirtothedragonsfire]

She doesn't miss him wiping his hands, but her pleasant expression remains. If anything, she looks pleased by the approach and she accepts the hand with a firm grip. Someone has done this a lot.

"Steve Rogers. It's a pleasure. My name is Isidor Durant, and this is my brother, Viatorus." She gestures to the awkward young man who offers a watery smile and a quick wave, but is soon back to smiling at her new acquaintance. "He's showing me around the Nexus," she leans closer to explain, "but I'm incredibly curious about people and I do like to make introductions."

She'll straighten then, her head tilting to one side and giving him hr full attention. "So, Mr Rogers. Won't you tell me a bit about yourself?"

[juststeverogers]

Steve thinks he recognizes Viatorus--one of Verity's friends wasn't he? From the Halloween party, even though they didn't talk personally. He's not totally sure though, so he settles for a small wave once Isidor lets go of his hand.

"You have an interest in this place?" Steve looks around them somewhat. "I suppose it is rather bizarre. I uhm...I'm from Brooklyn, circa 1941. Seems like there's a lot of us from New York in various times and worlds. I got stuck here a while ago, so...now I do art commissions to make a living." Steve is friendly and all American in his expressions and smiles. Wholesome.

"I'd uhm..I'd be careful makin' trips to an' from here, in case no one told you about the possibility of getting stuck."

[brave_heart_verity]

"Oooh, subtle." Apparently even Isidor can only scare so much of the sass away. They both get friendly smiles, and V gets a wave. Maybe she would have dressed up more if she'd known Isidor was going to be around today; as it is, they'll just have to deal with her doing a Brigitte Bardot in a striped boatneck shirt with black pants and flats. (Why yes, she does own a dozen striped shirts, and yes, they are all different.)

"Still, not the worst first question I've heard here. A for effort." Please oh please let this be understood to be meant as friendly teasing.

[heirtothedragonsfire]

Verity will get a smile and a happy little wave from Viatorus. "Hello."

"Subtlety might imply an ulterior motive," she replies, an easy shrug presenting a more casual and clearly not offended Isidor. "Besides, I do want to get to know the people here. We're interacting now and it would be good. For a number of reasons." She settles into her smile again. "How are you, Verity?"

[brave_heart_verity]

"Hi." He can rest easy, she won't be going for a hello hug while Isidor is around and they're in public. She has limits. But that smile suggests that the minute Isi turns her back...

"I'm well, thanks. How have you been enjoying your tour?" Her eyes flick behind them both while they're talking, trying to pick out any bodyguards that might be hanging around trying to look casual. "Did he bring you to the pastry shop with the non-Euclidean kneading machine?"

[onemorebounty]

*The greeting catches the ear of an athletic woman who, recognizing Viatorus, decides to approach. It isn't until she draws near that it's quite apparent how tall she is, easily 6'4" without the nuisance of heels. The snug blue garment she wears reveals a lean, lithe physique that moves with predatory grace.*

Samus Aran. I'm a bounty hunter, among other things, in the Facet I come from, and I've been in the Nexus off and on for more than an Earth decade, so I know a bit about the local terrain as well. Welcome to, by the way.

[heirtothedragonsfire]

Even with heels, Isidor is not matching that height. The fitted clothing causes the smallest flicker in her presentation which is just as quickly smoothed over. The style of movement, however, is familiar enough for Isidor not to be thrown off by it.

"Isidor Durant, a pleasure to meet you, Samus Aran." She turns, allowing her to gesture behind her. "This is my brother, Viatorus."

Viatorus waves awkwardly, quickly pulling his hands together again to fidget. "We... We met before. I, ah... I didn't get your name, though."

A fact that clearly doesn't impress his sister, but there is a playfulness to the way she tells him, "Remind me to go over basic manners with you when we go home."

[onemorebounty]

You're going to lecture him because I didn't give my name?

*She arches a brow just slightly, in the suggestion of inquiry.*

Because he's certainly responsible for how a complete stranger safeguards themselves.

[sumarusfinest]

"Katsuya Suou, Ma'am." Quips a well dressed police officer who is patrolling the area. He adjusts his tinted sunglasses as he approaches, before offering her a polite shallow bow, and just to be safe, when he stands upright again holds out a hand in way of greeting.

It's just best not to assume what regard is considered polite to whom in the Nexus.

"I see you're new to this place. You can rest easy, as there is a field preventing danger within the perimeter of the forum. I'm a violent crimes officer from a version of Japan. Have you had any trouble finding anything since your arrival?"

[heirtothedragonsfire]

Bowing and handshakes. Can't go wrong with those two, especially not when you're offering both of them. She will accept the hand with a strong grip and find herself unable to hide her beaming.

"Katsuya Suou. It's a pleasure. Thank you for the encouraging words, they're very reassuring. I'm Isidor Durant. This is my brother, Viatorus." She looks back at the Dreamwalker while he offers a little wave and then it's back to Katsuya. "He's been here for a while, so he's showing me around. But I'd love to know what you think of the Nexus. Is there anywhere I should definitely know about? Anyone I should know about? Organisations or groups of any kind?"

[sumarusfinest]

"That's kind of him." Katsuya gives Viatorus a small nod in way of greeting. He's not familiar with either of them, but that doesn't mean much. The officer isn't as social as other Nexus residents are, after all.

"While a safe locale for people of many different worlds, the...anti violence field is not absolute. the further one strays from the central forum, the weaker the field becomes. While not likely, it has broken before. Please be careful. Should you ever need help, myself or Officer Steve Austin are well equipped to handle any threats. There are other notable figures, such as Mr...Barton? He's a highly skilled combat individual."

[westfallcorndog]

Not only one person he's never met, but two? Boy howdy, this is his day! Harrowheart approaches eagerly with a smile on his face. His casual plaid shirt and khaki shorts contrasts starkly with the deadly serious runed axes he wears at his belt. For this prim and proper lady he offers a hand to shake. A cold, dead, detached hand which floats of its own accord, bound to his severed wrists only by wisps of blue magic. He offers nervously-lingering Viatorus a hand to shake as well, so long as he doesn't mind shaking lefty-style.

"I'm Harrowheart!" he says without further prompting. "It's great meetin' folks here, ain't it? I think that's half the fun. The other half is all the neat tech. You ever used a phone?"

[heirtothedragonsfire]

To say that the two of them are startled would be... an understatement. Isidor, at least, sets about hiding how flustered she is by the appearance of a zombie undead. Behind her Viatorus' face drains of colour entirely and he looks at the hand like it might curse him.

It will take Isidor a moment to steel herself, but she does take the stranger's hand and give it a shake. Slowly. She doesn't want to rip off the floating hand. Then the smile is back, albeit more uncertain than before. "Isidor Durant. This is my brother, Viatorus..." She turns to him as she introduces him, giving him a look to prompt him to accept Harrowheart's hand. He shakes his head, the motion almost a tremble. Eager to move on, she turns around to smile at the undead again. "It's nice to meet you, Harrowheart. Phones are actually commonplace our world. I take it they aren't in yours?"

[westfallcorndog]

Harrowheart leans slightly to the side just enough that he can see Viatorus's face, and, if Viatorus cares to look, so that he can be seen in return. Very briefly – for just a second or two – Harrowheart's glowing gaze lingers on the young man, the cold and impassive stare from the lifeless eyes of an enchanted corpse that will remember how you reacted to it. Enjoy.

But Isidor's not the only one who can turn a frown upside down lickity-split! He smiles broadly at her and shakes his head. "Nice meetin' the both of you. And naw, nothin' like phones where I come from. We got some tech, sure. Radios, simple robots, motor bikes and tanks... But a phone's somethin' else. Tech for fun instead of fightin'."

He points at Isidor and with a much more subdued smile says, "You must be from Earth, huh? That's where phones come from. You ever been to New York City? That's where all the humans here are from, seems like. I've seen pictures! It's a real gorgeous place. I gotta hand it to the Earthians, y'all achieve a whole lot considerin' your world ain't got magic."

[bestdadinamestris]

Hold on. Is someone else stepping into the Nexus and immediately trying to gather intelligence? Because a certain intelligence officer is going to need to have a conversation with the one posing the questions.

"Well, then, haven't seen you around here before." The man in the blue military uniform, glasses, and a bright smile seems very upbeat as he approaches. His statement is directed at the woman in front of him, though he makes note of and nods to the shy man behind her. While he may not have spoken to Viatorus, the military man certainly knows who the Dreamwalker is.

"Lt. Colonel Maes Hughes," he offers after a beat. A hand is also extended in greeting. "It's nice to make your acquaintance, miss...?" That slight downward tilt of his head as he asks suggests he's looking for more than just her name, if she's any good at drawing conclusions from subtle hints.

[heirtothedragonsfire]

Uniforms should be more intimidating, especially when they're unfamiliar, but, although Isidor is no intelligence officer, she does find they provide a certain amount of information in themselves. None of which concern her, and knowing more is always reassuring. Not for her brother, unfortunately, who returns the stranger's nod with a hesitant one of his own.

"Isidor Durant." She accepts the hand with a firm grip like she's done a thousand times before. "I am new here. My brother, Viatorus..." She releases her hand to gesture to Viatorus with an open palm. "... is already acquainted with the Nexus. He's showing me around, bringing me to see the sights. It's a pleasure to meet you, Lt. Colonel Hughes." She tilts her head at him, a little confused and more than a little curious. "Are you... part of a Nexus organisation?"

What? You think she wasn't going to focus on getting more information than she gives?

[voidedman]

There's an odd sound from the entity she chose to talk to. Perhaps, from the back, he merely looked like a tall stranger in a black coat, but as he turns, his from oddly clips into the surrounding environment, his form jumping and starting in surprise that someone talked to him.

It almost seems as if he's fading, before he sharply pulls himself back together, staring down at her. A very tall... being.

And he signs quickly, still startled.

Madam? You see me?

[heirtothedragonsfire]

For the first moment she's a little startled and the fading isn't any less alarming. Once he brings himself back her attention is drawn to his hands as they move before her eyes slide up to meet his again. Okay, yes, this is definitely a weird being but she's determined not to react badly.

"I'm sorry. I don't sign. Can you write...?"

[smartass_captain]

"Captain Jim Kirk, ma'am. It's a pleasure."

Well isn't this a clean cut young man in what is clearly some kind of uniform. Military perhaps? He's a Captain of something, that's for sure. And he's wearing a very practiced diplomatic smile.

"First time here?"

[heirtothedragonsfire]

"Mine, yes." A glance behind her. "My brother, however, has been here before."

Then she offers a hand. "Isidor Durant, and this is Viatorus. It's a pleasure to meet you, Captain Jim Kirk. You seem familiar with your surroundings. Have you known the Nexus long?"

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

Were you expecting a normal person and not a 8-foot tall Victorian-styled construct? Were you expecting a more monotone voice rather than her breathy accented voice? Were you expecting this commentary prelude to have a point?

"I am a doll, ergo I do not have need of a name. I dwell within the Hunter's Dream, to aide and comfort the Hunters who come to linger within."

[heirtothedragonsfire]

All these things edge towards the surprising, but she is, at least, humanoid, and not completely unintelligible. That isn't to say Isidor really understands her, but she does pick out a particular word that gets her to glance back at her brother. Sure enough, his attention is caught, his curiosity allowing him to inch closer.

This is his area, and she is happy to let her scholar seek new knowledge.

"What is the Hunter's Dream?" he asks, inching closer so that he stands next to Isidor, rather than behind her.

[pathfromdarknesstogrey]

"Mind if I ask to what purpose you want this information?" This comes from a woman in a loose black robe floor length, the hood down, revealing a pale face, yellow, faintly lit eyes, and a long handle attached to her belt, with a silver gloved hand resting on her hip.

Her voice is accented, close to some variant of English, and her body language is relaxed, if guarded as well.

"...I do apologize, but I've led a life that, especially recently, it pays to be bloody cautious."

[heirtothedragonsfire]

"I do not," Isidor responds calmly with an accepting nod. "I simply want to know what sort of people come here. What the crowds here are composed of. It's part curiosity, part concern about the unknown."

((Sorry for the wait!))