[a voice post, it sounds like some of it was cut off]
--ttles it. I'm dead. I mean, I have to be dead. The last thing I remember was that column and...Come on Meg, get it together...
[there's a pause and an intake of breath, an annoyed sigh]
...yeah, pretty much nothing after that. Great. I died like I lived, like a damsel in distress. At least I
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[She hands Meg a cute little bag, with a copy of the City guide, some maps, and some money.]
A welcome basket of sorts.
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She picks up a coin, examines it, and then drops it back in. She forces a smile, still not digging this change of scenery. A cute gift bag wasn't helping.]
Thanks.
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[She gestures for Meg to follow.]
Where are you from?
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Thebes. I wish I could say it was a nice place and that I miss it, but honestly Thebes is like a festering cesspool in Greece.
But, it was getting a little bit more tolerable, but still, home sweet home isn't in my vocabulary.
[She wonders if she should as Emma the same question. After all, small talk was fine. It would keep her from getting stir crazy.]
And...you're from someplace else?
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[Emma glances at Meg's clothes.]
You are ancient Greece, I presume?
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[She'd ask about how that was possible, having all these people from different times in the same place, but. Well. She was a prime example of one.
She'd rather not press.]
Well, it's not ancient to me.
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[They reach the Welcome Center, and Emma opens the door.]
Welcome to the Welcome Center.
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Heck, all the buildings here look different. She enters, a cautious part of her hoping that this isn't some sort of trap.]
That was a bit redundant.
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Are you hungry? I can get you something to eat.
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She's trying her best though.
And does food even matter now that she's dead? Whatever, she wasn't about to pass up a free meal.]
Well, I'm not starving but I could go for something to eat, I guess.
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You have never had a sandwich before?
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