[Ukraine wakes up to a strange man beside her. What? Wasn't the drone locked in the spare room...]
Wha...who are you? How did you get here!
[Flailing around. Because no matter how many times this happens. She's half asleep and there's a strange man in her bed. She gets out and grabs something that was leaning against the side of the wall.
...um hello. There is now a pitchfork pointed in your general direction by a woman in a nightgown.]
[Well, even with the (expectation of) invulnerability Chris is still not thrilled about having that pointed at him. He tenses and backs up a bit, all but falling off the bed.]
Uh, my name is-- [He has no idea what he's dressed in but it's not his costume so...] Chris. I don't know how I got here.
[Grimsley will gesture silently towards the man as he retrieves his mail. If Christopher looks around, there is a large purple feline napping a few feet behind him that had somehow escaped earlier notice. ...Or more likely, it just wasn't there before.]
Have mailboxes not been invented yet in your time? Though I would think the cars would be of some little more interest.
[Well-- now that he's noticing it, that gets a different kind of stare. Less focused than the one at the mailbox. Well, that explains-- not much actually.]
Um, we do have them, actually. And cars, too.
... it looks different? [That's a good cover story right??]
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[He's not sure how to explain that one, to be honest.]
I was-- thinking?
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[Bazett is going to head out again after having dropped off her most recent load.]
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No?
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I was just. Focusing on it? [He's good at this lying thing, honest.] But I think it's fine.
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Wha...who are you? How did you get here!
[Flailing around. Because no matter how many times this happens. She's half asleep and there's a strange man in her bed. She gets out and grabs something that was leaning against the side of the wall.
...um hello. There is now a pitchfork pointed in your general direction by a woman in a nightgown.]
Who are you.
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Uh, my name is-- [He has no idea what he's dressed in but it's not his costume so...] Chris. I don't know how I got here.
Do you need to point that at me?
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You just appeared in my house of course I'm....
[Trailing off as she looks around...]
Wait.... you just woke up here. I suppose you've replaced the drone then.
[She lowers the pitchfork but keeps it in one hand.]
Welcome to Mayfield. You've been kidnapped just like everyone else here.
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Mayfield? I don't think I've heard of that before.
[But something's caught his attention there.]
Wait, you were kidnapped too?
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...You're the new father, aren't you?
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I guess I am?
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[Grimsley will sidestep the man and retrieve his mail s he does daily.]
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... should it be able to do something? What's Liepard?
[At least he'll give the guy a little space.]
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Have mailboxes not been invented yet in your time? Though I would think the cars would be of some little more interest.
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Um, we do have them, actually. And cars, too.
... it looks different? [That's a good cover story right??]
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