And into the bar walks a character that has seen many different people and places, but has no memory of this fact. She's surprised and excited that her room has been replaced with a bar, and scoots over to the counter, looking around curiously, all in perfectly human speeds of course.

"H'lo, Sadde," the person grins.

Blink. "Um. Do I know you? And more importantly, have we met more than three years ago, because if so, it's very possible I've forgotten who you are, sorry."

More grin, apparently they find this situation amusing. "Nope. I know you, but that doesn't go both ways. It's a bit of an unusual situation, here."

"...mind explaining it, then? I'm pretty smart, I think I can handle it."

They suppress a chuckle. "It's less 'complicated' and more 'implausible', at least from your perspective: I'm an author. I'm not your author, but, yeah."

A kobold appears in her lap in a brief burst of brownish sparkles. "This is Lurker, one of mine. You might get to meet her-" this elicits a glare "- sorry, them, in more regular circumstances sometime, for example."

Sadde is, in fact, pretty smart. "Uh, I think you'll need more than making a magic bar appear in my room or making a kobold appear in your lap to convince me of what you're implying, there. Not that the magic bar isn't impressive, mind you, but."

"I did say it was implausible. But, hmm..." they tap their finger on the bar. "I'm not your author but I can talk to him, would having him instantiate a different version of you help? Or I do know some things about your past and your powers, but if you're a standard background vampire Sadde before you've gotten into any particular plot, I don't actually know much that couldn't be found out some other way."

"Different version of me. Different version how? What does standard background mean? Plot?"

"Different like from a different world - so far you've always gotten magic and shapeshifting, but different worlds have different ways of doing that, you're not always a witch and a vampire. Standard background is..." they consider for a moment. "I'm going to gesture vaguely in the direction of your family situation and leave most of it at that, I know that's an unpleasant subject even if you are pretty resilient about it, but, yeah, some variant of that is shared between all of you. And then for a standard vampire background, you met Addy as a kid and she taught you to use your powers and then when you were an adult she turned you, and then the government changed, and it's pretty vague after that but you usually find a magic key that opens portals to other worlds and use it to go on an interesting adventure - your author is actually pretty nice to you about that, you generally get to meet interesting and sexy people and sometimes get extra magic from them."

"...okay, I'm gonna take you up on that, make other versions of me appear. Or, ask my author to do it, or something."

"Well, version, just because you're characters doesn't mean you don't have any free will, and I'd like this to not go completely off the rails. But, yeah. Pedro?" they address the ceiling. "I'm thinking the Glam instance with the Bell, maybe? An up to date version, give this one an idea of what being partway through a plot is like."

And the door opens, and in walks yet another character. He looks around, and his gaze stops on Sadde. He blinks. "Um," he says.

The author ducks their head to hide a chuckle. "Hello, other Sadde. Come, sit, tell this one about your Endbringer-killing plans if you'd like."

"Um," he repeats eloquently, and the door closes behind him and disappears. "UM."

"I'm inclined to agree," she murmurs. "Why'd they call you 'the Glam instance with the Bell'?"

"UMMMMMMMMMMMM." He walks toward the other two, looking between them, and also at the kobold, but then at the other Sadde.

"I can explain that if you'd like?" they direct at Glam. "Or I can explain what's going on here."

"Please?"

"They," she gestures at Adelene, "say we're fictional, different versions of the same characters from different worlds. They're apparently an author, but not our author, except they can contact him and offered the ability to produce an alternate version of me as evidence to their claim," she explains before Adelene can. "And then you appeared when they said they wanted 'the Glam instance with the Bell.'"

He looks at Adelene. "Is that so. I would like to know just where this is and why it's replacing the hallway out of my room." And he looks at Sadde. "And why do you have a British accent?"

That gets her to crack a small smile. "Of all the things to focus on here, that was what you chose? I'm British, I was born in Knutsford and raised in London for most of my life."

"And this is Milliways, it's a convenient interdimensional location for this kind of meeting. Much nicer than a blank room or something - the bar is usually a person and offers free drinks, except I don't really like instantiating other peoples' characters. And I can instantiate drinks and things myself, if you'd like - blood alternatives included, though as I understand it they're not as nice as what you already have available."

"...blood?"