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Teleportation is problematic. Without a guiding mind, the possibility of a gruesome death upon arrival is, for most intents and purposes, certain. Therefore I must be fortune's favorite, unless--

[ The sound of a smile. ]

Gentlemen, ladies. Let's talk, shall we?

[ Adrian waits in the lobby, journal in hand and standing still to keep his purple suit wrinkle-free. ]

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Ah, no. I'm from another world called Aselia. Hence the green hair. [Yes, that is her real hair color. And those wings are real, but she's not talking about those right now.]

Adrian Veidt. [ He offers a handshake. ] A customary greeting on Earth.

Don't worry, it's a customary greeting on Aselia too. [She shakes his hand.] Martel Yggdrasill. Pleased to meet you, Adrian!

Martel, a pleasure. [ A professional handshake, then he pulls away. ] What brought you here?

Well, what brings everyone else here. The Castle. It's alive, and sort of magic. It takes you from wherever you are and drops you here.

[ Reminding himself not to shoot the messenger. ] The purpose?

[I wouldn't even attempt to shoot this messenger, Adrian. It will not end well for you.] We don't actually know. This place...it's very mysterious. And there's no real answers to anything it does. I'm sorry, I know new people don't like hearing that answer...

[ If those glowing wings are any indication... ] No apology is needed. You have told me what you know.

[She smiles at him. She probably wouldn't hurt him too much, it's everybody else that likes her.] You've already figured out the journals, too, so that's good.

...has anybody told you about the losses yet?

I've read about them. [ The archive on the new journals are manageable enough. ]

I'm more interested in hearing your experience, Martel.

[She headtilts at him.] Well, I can't leave the lobby right now and can't pull my wings in because of a temporary loss. I'm hoping it won't last for more than few days.

[ He examines her wings. ] Is it a punishment?

The wings? Oh, no! I've had the wings for a long time. I think the Castle is just trying to be funny by not letting me leave the lobby, and not letting me make my wings disappear. It's not that much of an unusual sight here, though. [There are things much stranger here.]

[ He's bracing himself for more unusual sights. ] Would it be safe to assume you don't call yourself human?

No, I'm a half elf, actually. Half human, half elf, but technically half-elves are considered a different species.

[ He needs to adjust his perception of elves. ] You'll be needing help before this week is over.

...With what? If it's food, then I have a lot of people who are bringing me food. [Yes, she has a lot of friends.]

I was about to offer you mine.

Really? [She smiles brilliantly.] If you want to, you can. But don't put yourself through too much trouble on my account.

I'll have less trouble here than I'm used to.

All right then. Thank you again, at least.

You're welcome.

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