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[blindjustice]

[Today there's probably a cloaked figure wandering around the city, and if it weren't for the mask covering her face, it'd be easy to notice that she's lost and confused. Eventually she's decides that it'd be best to ask the Locals for help.]

Excuse me. Could you- Ah!

[But of course, the Locals don't even pay attention to her

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[neverwounda]

[... he glances at the woman, then down at a snake on his shoulder, as if he were expecting it to know. it only twists its head, however.]

[blindjustice]

[...whoa he look stranger than the other people here. A type of Beastkin she's never seen before, probably? Either way, does he even notice her?]

...hello?

[neverwounda]

[he looks back at her.]

. . . No, says Boswell.

[blindjustice]

Oh, then could you tell me where I am, at least?

[neverwounda]

Splendor, says Wilde.

[blindjustice]

Ah, I'm sorry but I'm not familiar with that name. Which Hierarchical City is this in, Mister...

[...since he referred to himself in the third person twice, he wasn't sure which was his name.]

...Mister Boswell...Wilde?

[neverwounda]

[... he has no idea what she's talking about. also, which one was she trying to address...?]

...

[blindjustice]

[...why was he staring at her confused looking like that? Did she say something wrong?]

. . .

[neverwounda]

[after a good while;]

. . . Speak clearly, says Webster.

[blindjustice]

[another name...]

Excuse me, but... what is your name? Is it... Mister Boswell, Wilde, or Webster?

[neverwounda]

[shouldn't she have asked what his name was, then...]

. . . Snake, says Wilde.

[blindjustice]

So it's... Mister Snake Wilde, then?

[neverwounda]

[one of the snakes on his shoulder hisses, as if offended.]

No! I am Snake and this is Wilde, says Wilde.

[blindjustice]

[She holds up her hand defensively.]

Alright. Then you're Snake, and your snake is Wilde...right?