Rahne stared... something about this woman seemed familiar... but she couldn't put her finger on it.. ((I envision kind of a "deja-vu" sensation when alters of two different family-members meet, that's what Rahne's feeling now... It's Moira, thus the familiarity, but not the Moira she knows, thus the odd sensation.))
"Thank ye, ma'am... but how is it ye know my name? I dinnae recall meetin' ye before."
Dr. Moira MacTaggart, lass. We seem to be from different realities. I hope yuirs doesna involve either Nazis or yuir being any longer than necessary in that bastard Craig's hands.
*smiles* Hi! I've been alright. I'm trying to decide if I want to go back to America. It doesn't feel like it's been that long since I was last here, though.
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But as for the ones after ye, I do hope they all die verrry horribly.
::smiles:: Good evening, Rahne.
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"Thank ye, ma'am... but how is it ye know my name? I dinnae recall meetin' ye before."
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Dr. Moira MacTaggart, lass. We seem to be from different realities. I hope yuirs doesna involve either Nazis or yuir being any longer than necessary in that bastard Craig's hands.
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"Aye, that arse-faced Craig is dead and sufferin' in the hell he claimed was for me, and I'm nae sheddin' a tear for it." She paused. Moira? But...
"Did... did ye say yuir name was Moira?"
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Inwardly, Rahne was confused... why did this girl smell so much like... herself?
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He might stand out from the crowd because besides being eight feet tall he's also carrying a baby girl.
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Her name is Iva. I'm called Grey. Why were you being hunted?"
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