I think it's pretty!

blushes

I'm going to have to spend a while getting to know people. Ravenous Blade is nice and recognizable and I know Black Cross and Winter Rose sort of now but yeah.

And I am very aware I'm the newbie, so yeah

aww yeah still got it

We can hang whenever, I've got places most places. I'll let you get your business with Snow Rose done first.

Just remember Eight Tails and Silver Starlight are True Monarchs and that makes them admins atop your seniors.

Someone mention me, ehe?

Eight Tails! I was starting to get worried.

Don't worry, I'm fine. Just took me slightly longer to wipe the floor with those Wen guys than I expected - they had a couple loaner Spirit Sovereigns from China. What's up?

Abyssal Bride here is new, mortal, about to come over thanks to Snow Rose's experiments. I met her in person, she's cool.

Hello, Eight Tails. I'm nothing special (yet?), so I'm going to be working hard.

Hello new junior. I'm looking forwards to your efforts.

Abyssal Bride has a monstrous bloodline, Senior Eight Tails. 

She does, does she? Interesting. I'll definitely be watching closely.

Black Cross opens a DM with Trys. 

Eight Tails is an ascendant fox and not originally a human at all.

!!

Makes sense, if one of my ancestors was a fish. Magic sure changes things.

It does!

Nobody else posts in the chat group.

Super early on Wednesday morning, she takes two buses down to Cardiff Aiport, yawns through check-in, and pays close attention during security screening. If cultivation is a good way to make money, it would follow that some people are at least aware of it, just - not able to do anything about it. Is anyone acting differently about her?

Huh. The low-level grunts were giving her a lot of trouble about 'makeup', but once she got in sight of a manager he basically just waved her through. Did he just recognize something - not worth the trouble? Don't inconvenience the maybe-cultivator and everyone's day will be better? Maybe.

Regardless, she is then on a plane, and then in Berlin, and then checking into a hotel, and then getting lunch, and soon enough ringing the doorbell at the address Winter Rose gave.

A blue-haired woman wearing a long, clearly custom-tailored labcoat over black slacks and a t-shirt that reads "science is magic that works" answers the door. 

"You're not Black Cross - oh wait, yes, Abyssal Bride. Good to see you." She offers her hand to shake. "Winter Rose. You can call me Senior."

Handshake. "Yes, ma'a- Senior. I also go by Bettrys. Or junior, I suppose." It sounds weird, but this is a new world and new culture. "Thanks for having me over, and I'm glad I was able to help with the black dragonfish."

"Thank you for helping out Black Cross. And for volunteering to help with my experiments. Come in, we shouldn't have this discussion in the middle of the street."

She nods and follows Winter Rose in, looking around curiously. Tries to subtly figure out if she's supposed to take off her shoes and backpack, or what.

Winter Rose is in stockinged feet, and there's a shoe mat by the door. The floor is hardwood; a simple chandelier hangs above in the high entranceway. 

Winter Rose is already moving into another room, from which low beeping can be heard.

Shoes go off, backpack goes by the shoe mat. She follows Winter Rose.

She makes sure she's not interrupting then asks, "What do I need to know about your experimental protocol? I don't know if you're going to try for blind tests or... Or what."

"I've already isolated the formula I think will work best - the potency should be high based on tests in rats and taste tests - you just need to take it and let me examine you beforehand and after." 

She gestures to machine that fills most of the room. It looks like an MRI, with a low long table that goes inside a coil, but there are long spidery lines drawn all over the outside, thrumming with soft white energy. "Lie down on the bed and I'll slide you in and scan you."

"Magic MRI? Interesting. Is this formula based on the one you posted to the group?"

She gets on the table and lies calmly.

"Similar, but I've improved a bit since my last post."

She slides in the bed. "Hold still." The machine thrums with light and energy. 

After a few minutes, the bed slides back out. "All done. The monster bloodline will confuse things a little but if anything should only produce better results... Anyway, on to the pill room." She stalks out another door.