Welcome to Edensphere Amber and Soul

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Characters: Amber/Wynne (magical_bosom), Soul/Maka (togana_keiri)
Date/Time: April 8th/Early Afternoon
Location: The Hatchery
Rating: PG-13 for nudity (and possibly for Orca's sense of humor)
Summary: A new pair of 'sisters' is born into the Sphere and the Orca is there to give them the rundown.

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Orca's rather bushy brows rose towards the brim of his hat as his very first newborn slid onto the floor. It was an attractive, well-shaped lady of his own age. He was sure most greeters weren't nearly so lucky on their first goes, but all the same, this was business and no time to be mixing it with pleasure. He grabbed a towel from the table and handed it to her.

"What you've landed in is--" and here he was interrupted by the second cocoon giving way. "When it rains it pours. 'Scuse me." Orca strode back to the table and collected two newborn packs and another towel, the latter of which was promptly dropped on the head of the gangly young thing that had just hatched.

"What's happened is that you've just been born. Born again, and I don't mean any of that religious hoo-hah, I mean it literal-like. What you've got is a new life, though it's not one I'd wager you chose to take. Now the place you're in is called Edensphere. Giant Tree in a glass Sphere. You'll think I'm crazy but once you step out of here, you'll see."

He nodded to them both before ending his grizzled monologue with, "Bet you don't remember a thing, do ya? Not how you got here, why you got here, what you called yer grammy, what you got on your tenth birthday, nothin'. Well, that's normal here, so far as normal goes." Which wasn't very normal at all, but it was a little early to get into that with such greenhorns. It would come eventually, once they had processed his current ramblings. "Only thing you really got to tie you to your past is your dream. You may be wantin' to get your name from that, because you won't remember that, either."