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[studious_snake]

Who: Jay Nagai and Megan Gwynn
What: Freeing Jay from the tiny room
Where: The arrival room
When: Afternoon
Notes: None
Warnings: None.

While Jay waited, he continued to reply on his CiD to pass the time, hoping it wouldn't take the pink haired girl too long, but content for the moment replying to comments. He was, at the very least, finding out useful information. Sitting cross legged, head bent over his CiD, he looked very much human. He had no intention of allowing even the slightest snake-like trait to slip through when someone might see him, even if that someone had pink hair and wings. At least, not for now. After all, the more people who accidentally discovered his secret, the less likely it would be a secret, and while there may not be any need for that secret, he wanted to find out for sure before taking it on faith that everyone would be okay with it if they knew his true form was a very large and poisonous snake.

Comments

[gwynn]

Megan doesn't take long -- in fact, all told it's approximately thirty seconds, and it only takes that long because it's, well, Megan. She gets distracted, bless her heart, so it's probably all for the better that her new mutation is teleportation. She was constantly late everywhere without it.

After that brief pause there comes a rattling at the doorknob and then the door swings blessedly open, revealing the upstairs hallway of the Valhalla Inn, boring as it is. And Megan, of course, with her too-dark eyes and messy hair. Her make up looks unfinished, like she was in the process of doing it before she took a detour here. "Hi! Sorry, I tried to come in and guess I missed 'cause the room spat me back out over the river -- I nearly got my shoes wet, can you believe how rude that is? Could have at least set me down outside the Inn." Her voice is much lower than one would expect given her general frothy girliness, but then, nothing about Megan is really what people expect. Her wings, in person, catch the light coming in through the windows, casting colourful shadows on the ground like stained class. "If you just head on downstairs and talk to whoever's at the desk they'll set you up -- you get two free weeks here but after that you're on your own, sorry, it's a bit shit, nothing to be done about that. They'll give you some money too and feed ya. I'm Megan, by the way, hi, what's your name?" And then she finally stops talking, thank God.