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[travelsoutside]

There's a rustle of feathers overhead, a swooping shadow, and Persis touches down, her large white wings outspread behind her. A young woman in her early twenties, she's clothed in tight-fitting leather trousers and a backless shirt (all the better for flying in), heavily jewelled bracelets around both her wrists and an amber Kiss jewel glinting

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[echoingangel]

*smiles, tilting his head slightly* No one knows, I think. It's good to see you.

[travelsoutside]

Why not? Doesn't it have a name? Hello, Matthew.

[echoingangel]

None that I know of. *a slightly brighter smile* Hello, Persis. How are you?