[accidental voice post]

[irresoluteness]

I know it's been a while since I've called you guys, but this definitely isn't where I meant to end up. Celestial Being was out in space. I hope this is the same safeline, to get a little bit of help. I haven't seen anyone else around and this doesn't seem like a familiar location. I'm not even sure it's somewhere you guys can reach easily

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[lyra_of_dust]

Celestial Being?

Mister... Your voice sounds familiar, but... Are you new, here?

voice;

[irresoluteness]

Familiar? New?

You sound a little young. Are you sure you should be working for Katharon?

voice//Uh... Assume she sent the latest guide over.

[lyra_of_dust]

What does that matter, anyway?

I'll give you the guide for this place, anyway, mister. That'll probably answer a few things... And Pan can talk to you if you don't believe us, anyway.

voice; 1/2

[irresoluteness]

I'll have a look at it, but I think you're the one confused.

voice; after a moment of a pause to read!

[irresoluteness]

... Interesting read you have here. It's an interesting piece of fiction, but where is this place, really?

Voice;

[lyra_of_dust]

Well, that's what it's supposed to look like. And mister... This place is a really long story.

voice;

[irresoluteness]

Are you telling me you're with Celestial Being? I was a little surprised at the numbers they had, but this city seems like a good place to make a headquarters out of. I can't pick out where anything is, though it's a little primitive.

voice;She's hoping that a talking pine marten will help him swallow the guide.

[lyra_of_dust]

Well, it could be a lot worse.

Are you asking me to show you around, mister?

voice;

[irresoluteness]

As long as I can find the exit or my comrades, I'm fine with having a guide.

voice;action?

[lyra_of_dust]

That's fine. Just tell me where you are, and I'll get there, all right, mister?

voice; sure!

[irresoluteness]

I'm standing by a fountain. It's a pretty nice thing. I'll wait for you.

Action!

[lyra_of_dust]

[Lyra knew that she probably shouldn't have lied to the man, though it had been fun to watch him assume she was part of some organization she'd never heard of before. But still, they were helping the man, she thought in response to her daemon's exasperated amusement. She didn't need to look at the pine marten perched on her shoulder to know listening and watching carefully for the man "Gene-1", or was that some sort of codename?]

Hey, mister!

Action!

[irresoluteness]

[While waiting, he had pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. The last time he waited for a correspondence, the person took close to an hour to show up. (Thanks, Setsuna.) He didn't want to chance having to go through that again.

However, when he heard the familiar voice, he looked up, a smile forming around the cigarette in his mouth. He pulled it out, and raised his free hand for a wave.]

Hey, there. You're even younger than I expected.

Action!

[lyra_of_dust]

[She pouts childishly- deliberately so, and she glares at him as she steps closer. straightening out her dress- something normal for her own world, so rather old-fashioned by city standards.]

Twelve en't that young, mister. Besides, I can take care of myself.

[If he's very observant, he might notice that the animal on her shoulders is glaring at him as well, with an expression similar to Lyra's.]

Action!

[irresoluteness]

[The dress itself was even older by his standards, but he wasn't one to judge.]

I'm sure you can.

[Lyle wasn't one for assurances beyond that. A child being able to take care of herself at that age hit a little close to home.]

... And that's a cute pet you have there.

Action!

[lyra_of_dust]

[And at those last words, Lyra's glare becomes truly offended, and Pantalaimon's fur bristles slightly as he speaks.]

I'm not her pet. Don't be insulting.