Countryside

[thiefprinceremy]

The door to the Bar apparently was behind a shelf in the pantry of Remy's cottage, if the canned goods were any indication

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[sime_channel]

"Okay." Her voice is slightly breathless, and she takes a moment to let her brain adjust to the newest swing in things. The world(s) are still wonky and not right, but at least on an Earth she doesn't quite feel like Earth is sliding around insanely.

[thiefprinceremy]

His brow arched, helping her out of the pantry and into the cottage's small kitchen, "Doin' any better?"

Because, really, there was no sense going much further if things were getting worse.

[sime_channel]

"A little. Its, um. I don't know how to explain it? I don't, um. Think I'm hallucinating right now?" Nothing is moving that shouldn't be moving, at any rate.

[thiefprinceremy]

He nodded, smiling slightly then, "Good. S'a start at least. Want t'stay inside? Or want t'help me round up t'chickens?"

It wouldn't be difficult, there were only three of them.