Knowhere IC

If anyone wants to help with the cleaning effort I've been giving a hand to the miners and various merchants. I can point you in the right direction.

[Belle]
Now that things have settled down around here and I'm out of the infirmary I thought we could talk about what happened. Maybe it's cowardly of me to do this over the network, but I didn't know how to approach you.

I've never... this is all new to me.

Hey. Uh. Sorry I missed the big fight. Or not missed so much as landed on you in the middle of it. But I'm not dead, so ... that's good?

I don't really know what's going on. They're saying I've got to stay in the infirmary for a while. And I get that, only I need to ask if another guy showed up here. Spiky blond hair, glowing eyes, might be pretty out of it. Answers to Cloud.

Now that I've got myself settled in, I've come to realize I know literally nothing about the various worlds people seem to come from. As such I'm going to leave off writing stuff down in Uncle Deckard's book and pick up a few more journals I can add and re-add lore in as needed.

Working in Starlin's has given me some credits but I'm still so used to gold so I'd like to ask how much of these credits would it take to get say about ten journals and one of those things that makes these photographs. Those seem to be a lot easier then drawing everything and I can later sketch out what I might need. I don't know anything about this Earth either, so when I'm able to go down I'd be grateful for a guide. I'll get you a free drink at Starlin's for it.

At first I thought this short sword might belong to someone in the house considering how many weapons there are around here, but no one recognizes it. I assume it's another bad delivery attempt. Anyone missing an almost-dagger-sized sword? Describe it and it's yours.

I got someone's delivery today. Anyone missing a cabinet full of books and stuff? I can't tell you what exactly the stuff is, there's all sorts in there. But the books are old.

Okay, I know I did not step through a portal. Not unless I've magically picked up a sleepwalking habit I'm not aware of. And anyway, our portals go to two places and neither of them is in space. The cloud realm is close though.

Cindy, stop talking to yourself.

It's not exactly margaritas on the beach surrounded by sweaty men, but I think I'll take it. This place seems like my sort of paradise. Except they could really use some better clothes. Or no clothes at all. I'm not picky.

Cinderella, but please call me Cindy. Yes, that Cinderella, but not really. You think you know, but you don't know. Nice to meet you!

Safe to say Toto, we're not in Kansas anymore.

I need to get back to Central City.


I don't think I'm responsible for this one, I could be wrong but

A part of me is almost jealous of the people who went back to Earth. Almost. It's much more interesting here. I'm discovering all sorts of new smells. Not all of them good (what on earth is that stinky tofu smell in the marketplace?), but it's a grand new adventure.

[Belle]
I realize this isn't the sort of thing we should discuss over the network, but I'm not sure I have the courage to do it in person. So, here we are.

I was wondering if you might like to move in together? The barracks aren't either of our styles. It's below us, especially now that we both have jobs.

I think I'm going to take up the offer to go to Earth. See if it's worth staying there. It's not home, exactly, but it's probably quieter than here. Might even be a nice change from Gotham.

[Private to Cassie]

This isn't permanent. Dick can check in with me after a few days. Then we can talk about what comes next. Okay?

[Private to Belle]

Do you mind booksitting the library? I'm not going to just up and leave it. Maybe I can pick up a few titles while I'm checking out Earth.

[Private to Dick]

Purely recon, Big Bird. There might be something down there worth finding. I figured the whole move to Earth thing was as a good a cover story as any if I'm going to be awhile.

There's no...there's no whispers here.

Hello! I hope this works, this is different then writing everything down in Uncle Deckard's book. Which I do have here, and I'm sure he'd want me to write down all the different stories and knowledge so I am looking forward to getting to know people.

And it might not be the inn I've always wanted but this inn is letting me work here, and I'm picking up a bunch of different things. Maybe one day the King's Rest will be an actual thing.

Oh, right. I'm Leah. It's nice to meet everyone.

It's come to my attention that this place could use a little culture when it comes to reading materials. I'm putting out a call for like-minded book dragons (worm's a terrible description for serious readers) to brainstorm solutions. A digital library makes a hell of a lot of sense around here. I can handle most of the coding, but I need actual books to put in said library. Hard copies are fine, as long as I can get hold of a digital scanner or find someone to build one.

Who's game?

Am I supposed to get a job? Because I don't really have any skills.

ETA: [Frank]

You said you have other guns, right? Can you maybe pay me to clean them? I'm pretty sure I know how.

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