[As soon as she woke up in her cell at the Keep, Iriel counted to ten. It was the only thing that kept her from running out and exposing herself in a potentially hostile environment. While counting, she checked herself for weapons. Bow and quiver, check. Handgun, check. Knife, check. Rifle...missing. The last time she'd had it, it had been kicked
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[Kloe doesn't care about her world really, ahaha.]
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[Someone sounds disdainful of this. Iriel is Not Happy.]
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I don't know whether that's true or not, but there isn't a sun here.
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[Excuse you? What?]
Where is the light coming from then?
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Go outside and see for yourself.
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[She was already on her way out, actually. Sorry to be so short, Kloe.]
And where's all this dust you were talking about?
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[Iriel snorts. Yeah. Right.]
Well thanks. I guess.
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[And then sudden subject change!]
I'm Doctor Kloe Bishop.
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Damn. She'd take her chances.]
Iriel Calder. Are there many others here?
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[She pauses a beat.]
Are you staff?
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And I have no idea how many are on the staff. There are only a select few who actually go out of their way to talk to everyone else.
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Hmph. Alright. This whole thing is ridiculous. Does our host see fit to show his face around at least?
[Iriel had questions.]
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[Too much to hope for that the man in charge was easily accessible. She doubted he'd respond to a direct message, but she might try that later if she wasn't out of this crazy place with Riah in a timely manner.]
Anything else I should know, Bishop?
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