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Oh, I forgot about the Brown connection!

I will say, that's probably relatively recent, like the last year or so. I don't imagine Audrey has worked for Hickory any longer than that, she's only 16.

So it might be a lapsed friendship that has only recently reconnected.

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Answer seriously, how confrontational can Audrey be with this guy before it becomes a problem for the story? Cause she's #notokay with what's currently happening, and is mainly remaining calm for Toby's benefit.
Do you know, I say that but I'm also just so impatient to get my character's power.
I'm having a good time, the pacing of the posts doesn't bother me, but I think I'll agree that the story has shot forward a little.

@gisk , We never discussed what kind of connection Audrey and Aleyn might have beyond her mom working at the Inn's bar area.

I also forgot to edit my sheet for my Yo'Bikur form. lol. Start of this month has been hilariously lopsided.


Yeah!

I think since they're close in age, and their parents work together, they might even have been play date partners when they were little. She might have had a history of clashing with Markus, even before his parents went missing, and Markus became the head of the household.

When that happened, Audrey stopped being welcome around the Ward house, and they would mostly just see each other at school.
You know, I'd thought Ambrose got a wardrobe change in the transformation, did I imagine that?
Audrey Springer



Privately, Audrey agreed with Weasel. As overwhelmingly pleasant as this place was, they had been abducted. Transformed against their will. And worst of all, that song(the "True Voice"?) had subverted their free will and better judgment. That was not okay, and if Aud had anything to say about it, there would be a reckoning. She didn't feel honored, she felt cornered.

If her cousin wasn't here, Audrey would already be laying into this Eckehart guy, but she held back with some effort. There were only two options, really. Follow the stranger into the fantasy city, or leap from the floating island, and hope the fall killed you.

In spite of herself, Audrey found the city to be incredible, in a fairly literal sense of the word. The variety of people here was staggering; they came in all sorts of shapes, and sizes. She saw hulking masses of the apparently sentient fog, but also two foot high spider people, carrying loads three times their size.

She wondered vaguely at how much trouble this society had at making itself equitable. Did establishments have to have multiple sets of stairs and ramps for the many different sizes and configurations of the people who would visit it? Could the gazelle people and the cheetah people live side by side, or did herbivores have to watch their backs?

As they walked, some of the people would bow to them, in much the same way Eckehart had. Audrey didn't know the protocol, but gave each one a deep nod, feeling that it could be understood as respectful acknowledgement, despite cultural differences.

A seven foot tall woman with the head and shaggy fur of a highland cow plucked a golden ring off of her own horn and dropped it into Audrey's hand. She took a strange amount of care to avoid touching Audrey directly, and Aud wasn't sure whether this was meant to be respectful or offensive. The ring was too big for any of her fingers, but too small to fit over a hand to wear as a bracelet. She put it in a pocket of her sodden jacket.

She allowed herself to fall back a little in the group, until she was walking near Ambrose and Rowan, who had both also received gifts from the New Years crowd. For some reason, Rowan seemed to have gotten off light, with only a wardrobe change. Ambrose, meanwhile had joined Audrey in the Amphibian Club, with a new outfit to boot.

She pinched the bridge of her nose in exaggerated exasperation at the himbo. "Brose, you have to know that it's not a soup based culture. They'd be praising the True Broth, wouldn't they?"

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Oh thanks!

I need to update the Yo'Bikur form for the bio still, I'll probably do it later today. I'm always on my phone, but right now I'm out and can't sit down to do it.

I'm also waiting at least a little bit for other posts, just because I had the last one. I'd particularly like for another Toby post before I do again, just because of character interaction.
The music theme is super cool, too.

I don't have a specific guess beyond the literal interpretation. Metaphorically, I think it's going to come out to something that's dangerous to touch. Maybe a prickly defense kind of thing, or a lacerating touch.
Yeah, we're patient, do what you gotta do.
Hope my second post isn't gonna interfere with you, @Fading Memory
Audrey Springer



Audrey was a little distracted by her own skin(with its shine, she'd expected it to be slimy, but it was kind of waxy feeling), but she was wrenched away by a sudden shriek of terror. Her head snapped up, because she knew the voice well. There was her cousin, sort of. Audrey had missed her, still laying in the water a moment before, and at first she was quite alarmed by the apparent state Toby was in. But then, she was acting about right. The voice was familiar, as was the general air of panic. She had just been changed, like the rest of them.

"Hey now, Toby!" she called out, wading toward the panicking zombie. "It's me, Aud. Will's here too, we all look a little different. You're okay, here, look," when she got to her cousin, she tried to gently steer her to see the man at the bridge, rather than the dragon in the distance, which would only serve to alarm her further. "This nice man is here to help us out, let's ask him what's going on, okay? You're safe, Tobes, I got you."

As she spoke, she looked sharply at the stranger, as if to say That had better be why you're here.

@myrkwise@Fading Memory
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