Here, everyone, have a Frenchman.

[auteurchevalier]

[[Near the edge of town, a young man staggers out of the forest, rubbing his eyes wearily. He's obviously a Fakir, but is dressed in French aristocratic clothing of the pre-revolutionary period, as well as having somewhat longer and... better-cared-for hair. He looks even more confused than the usual newcomers, if that's possible, as if even the

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because she needs to meet more people

[holydarkdancer]

[[Have an Exorcist Rue, still walking around the slowly repairing Ginkan in search of her winged roommate when she comes upon Fakir]]

he looks confused... newcomer maybe?

Umm... hello there Sir. have you just arrived here?

[auteurchevalier]

[[Fakir all but freezes in place at the sight of her, staring as though he's seen a ghost... which, in his mind, he has. This, he thinks, is stranger than anything else that's happened since he left Versailles. Rue is dead. Rue's soul has been using his body to exact her revenge, for God's sake. Either he hit his head very, very hard while Rue had control of him, he's lost his mind entirely, or he's been killed and is only just coming to in Heaven. His surroundings and the fact that this double of his sister doesn't seem to know him rule out the third option, his lack of a headache rules out the first, so therefore...]]

Dear Lord, I've gone mad, haven't I?

[holydarkdancer]

[[rue is almost hurt at the way fakir freezes upon seeing her... shes hardly intimidating so why?]]

ummm... are you ok sir?

[[rue quirks an eyebrow at his words but she really cant blame the guy, she almost thought she'd gone bonkers when she came here too]]

Umm, no, i dont think you have. ill try to explain. this town youve likely just found yourself in is some sort of... pocket dimension, an intersection between many planes of existance, and people sort of get... sucked in....

[auteurchevalier]

Pocket... dimension?

[[He understands all the words, but not the way she's put them together, and this convinces him more than anything that he's insane. Although he can't help but wonder why his mind has conjured such a strangely-dressed version of his dead sister, as well as one that doesn't know him at all.]]

Would you mind at least telling me your name?