[It's a beautiful morning in Luceti. The sun is shining, the grass is green, and there's a small dot hurtling down from the sky which is neither bird nor plane.
The "dot" slams into a large oak tree near the centre of the village, whose branches groan in pain as they bend to absorb the energy of the landing, then fling her back up into the air. Now
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Giles finds himself staring at this strange girl who has fallen out of the sky and oh, wait, that's...impolite of him, isn't it.
Sorry, Pascal.
In a second, he'll notice that he dropped the groceries he was bringing home in the confusion.]
Ah...are you all right?
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Nothin' a little bit of healing magic can't fix!
I'm Pascal! Nice to meetcha!
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Giles. Likewise.
Healing magic might take care of the bruising, certainly. How about getting down from there?
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Hmmmmmm. Yep, that'll be one for the old "problemo" folder.
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I've never seen the Malnosso take such a dislike to someone so quickly.
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... where is "here"?
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