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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."

Comments

The fancy braids help. A little.

[heirtothearcane]

They'll face a lot of things together. In their own time.

Another small smile, this time apologetic. "I do. Sorry. But that should be in the evening. I'll probably have all morning and afternoon free..." His gaze slips away as he starts imagining it. "I could come around early and we could exchange presents and have cakes and then we could find the snowiest place in the Nexus and make snowmen."

Only until she rocks up with a Dutch braid faux hawk.

[brave_heart_verity]

"Don't be sorry that you have a family, darling. Not everyone's that lucky." She doesn't have to like his family to be jealous he's always got someone at his back. "That all sounds really nice. Just about perfect. And I will make sure you get all of that and anything else you think of between now and then. But right now, you need to get back to Isidor before she comes looking for you."

Yeah that might be pushing it.

[heirtothearcane]

It brings a wide smile to his face to hear her agreeing with him, to think that she likes the little fantasy as much as he does. A smile bright enough so that it doesn't even vanish when Verity brings him back to present. Instead, he nods. "You're right."

Then he takes a step back, fingers coming together to pull at each other absently. "I'll talk to you soon. And congratulations. For finding Loki." He bobs his head in another nod, waves and skitters off happily.