A snapshot from where you were born

[kleptophile]

[Well, another crazy bullshit event, another regain from his own world. Lyn's not actually hoping for anything specific; he has back most of what he needs, really, though he wouldn't mind some of his possessions back. The box is mid-sized, and makes no noise when he shakes it, so he's got no real idea what Mayfield's seen fit to give him back this

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[how_right_i_am]

[Something sounds suspiciously angry and evil...but it's in someone's backyard. Oh, well. Whatever the case, it's Lilly's sworn duty impulsively made decision to see if she can assist in any way or discover the source of such evil sounds.]

What's all this racket? Is everything alright?

[kleptophile]

[It's fortunate Lilly gave warning of her presence. Lyn snaps back to human form as rapidly as someone flicking a switch - being human is the easy part. It's remembering how to be otherwise that's hard.]

Everything's fine! [Don't mind him if he sounds a little defensive.]

[how_right_i_am]

[Just in time. Lilly doesn't see anything, which is a good thing. She'd probably start a fight. Instead? She comes across as concerned...but she's really more interested in the threats this place offers.]

What was with all that noise, then? Was it all you?

[kleptophile]

[Lyn huffs, folding his arms over his chest.] I wasn't that loud. [Yes he was.]

[how_right_i_am]

You were loud enough to pull me in from the street. If everything is alright, though, I have no reason to stick around.

[She's suspicious, though. She's not leaving right away. There has to be something here...]

[kleptophile]

Yeah, so...go! Nothing to see here.