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Here, in a place where she is quite an unexpected sight, is:
an eight year old girl with brown-flecked white wings, looking dismayed and lost.
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After a few minutes, a woman in a trenchcoat approaches her. She studies the wings for a moment, before saying hesitantly, "That...isn't a costume, is it?"
"Are you lost? Do you need help?"
"I. Do not even know what that means."
"You know what, I know someone who's good at helping random people. Will your parents kill me if I bring you to a nightclub?"
"Awesome. Luckily it's only a few minutes' walk from here; I don't know if your parents have told you not to get into cars with strangers but it's a bad idea and you shouldn't do it."
"Well, that would make it easier anyway. Alright, so we take a left at this intersection..."
The stranger leads Pen through several city blocks. She may notice that cars are considerably nicer and more numerous than on Samaria.
The stranger leads Pen through several city blocks. She may notice that cars are considerably nicer and more numerous than on Samaria.
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The cars are weird-looking, at any rate. And don't smell quite as overwhelmingly bad. They still look like they would be cramped for a winged person.
No doubt. Soon enough, they come across a largish building (though much shorter than many of the others) with the words "Monster Mash" written across the front in glowing letters.
When the stranger opens the door, someone immediately inside says, "You can't bring kids in here."
"Take a look at her," the first person says. "I'm not going to try to feed her alcohol, I want to introduce her to the Countess, because he--heck if I know what to do with a kid with wings."
"...I'll see if I can fetch her," the door person says.
He disappears, and after a few minutes comes back with a woman dressed in black and red and lace.
"I ran across a random kid with wings. You're the person weird shi--stuff happens to, I figured you could deal with it."
"You could stand to be a little more sensitive about it," the apparent Countess chides. "Hi, kiddo, do you know where your parents are?"
"Take a look at her," the first person says. "I'm not going to try to feed her alcohol, I want to introduce her to the Countess, because he--heck if I know what to do with a kid with wings."
"...I'll see if I can fetch her," the door person says.
He disappears, and after a few minutes comes back with a woman dressed in black and red and lace.
"I ran across a random kid with wings. You're the person weird shi--stuff happens to, I figured you could deal with it."
"You could stand to be a little more sensitive about it," the apparent Countess chides. "Hi, kiddo, do you know where your parents are?"
"Where are they?"
"Samaria like in the Middle East, or...?"
"...World like a planet or world like a universe?"
"Okay. How did you get here?"
"Some kind of transdimensional portal...? We shouldn't be clogging up the doorway. Do you want to come back to my office so we can discuss this without being in anyone's way?"