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[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

A fairly normal someone - looks like a college kid - wanders into the cantina, looking around curiously. Hope I got the coordinates right...

He's dressed up, comparatively, at least - as in, he's in slacks and a fairly nice shirt as opposed to a t-shirt and jeans. He waves awkwardly at the bartender. "Uh, hey."

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"Know one'a those that's alright. But she's a freak." One soggy shoulder rises in a shrug. "Dunno. Don't talk ta those bastiches."

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"Oh, a couple of them are. They're just... people, honestly." He raises an eyebrow. "What, you ran into a bunch of space dolphins and never asked how they got there?"

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"Too busy tryin' ta roadkill 'em fer what they said." She lays back and looks at the far off ribbon of sky. "She's a white one. Lost 'er family young 'n wound up gettin' Changed."

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"Changed? As in...?" He trails off. He knew Hedge-beasts ended up on one side or the other occasionally, but he's never heard of animal changelings before - assuming that's what she means.

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"She's a Guardian." Her head turns and lifts slightly as a tiny beetle starts the epic journey across her T-shirt covered belly.

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"Oh." It occurs to him that he really has to stop assuming anything only happens in his world.

[random_xtras]

"Still an animal, but one that's gonna be around a lot longer." She raises an eyebrow at the stoic determination of the beetle, then picks it up and sets it down on the other side, feeling the little things dim surprise and happiness as he senses his trail and goes to it. Then she glances back at Davey. "Changling beasts is where some realities got stories 'bout animals that're different. Ever hear 'bout the Norwegian fairy cats?"

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"Nope." He shakes his head, looking curious.