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[It’s that time, Plane denizens, for Chris and Ray to appear! They appear at the same time, close to each other, though not yet quite aware of that fact. For now they have their unique individual reactions: Chris is staring wide-eyed and Ray wears an expression that can only be summed up as "wtf." The good news here is that Chris was quickly decided this is an awesome dream.

Spotting the pub floating awesomely in space only confirms this.]

Ray, hey, look. There’s a pub in space.

[Ray sounds less than enthusiastic.] Can see that.

Could go get a pint. Bet it’ll be free. [Because this is his awesome space pub dream.]

Chris. We’re in bloody space. [Sorry, still processing.]

Not bad, is it? Sorta nice, even.

It’s not nice. It’s…bet we stumbled into a gas leak or sommat. Ain’t space, just…somethin’. [Time for logical denial!]

[But Chris likes space dream better.] No, see, this is a dream. Bet there’s superheroes in the pub. That sorta dream thing.

[Ray gives Chris a patented ‘ur dumb’ Look.] You aren't dreamin', you div. And even if you were, why'd you be dreamin' 'bout this?

Cos...I like space. And pubs. 'S cool, you know, a pub out in space. Sorta something you only get to with superpowers. Real special that way.

Yeah? Well if this is a dream, and you got superpowers, use 'em. Otherise, t'ain't a dream.

[Chris, for the record, is attempting invisibility powers! He shuts his eyes tightly and focuses!] There, see? ‘Cept you won’t, will you? [He snickers at his clever and witty joke.]

[Ray just crosses his arms.] And you're supposed to be doin' what?

[Chris frowns, opening his eyes and looking thoroughly disappointed. After a beat, he manages some words.] Yeah, well, all right, why are we in space then?

I dunno.

Yeah but...then, see? Dream makes sense.

Or we're standin' around somewhere, inhalin' gas, and hallucinatin'. [Ray refuses to let it be a dream.]

[Chris is just confused!] There wasn't a pub near us. So what's the pub really?

I don't know, Chris. But stickin' around is just gonna make it worse.

So...pub, then? 'Less we go off into space...

Think we'd have died 'fore then. Space don't have air. [Ray just shrugs because he’s totally lost and going to mull over things.] Yeah, might as well. [Because alcohol solves all problems!]

Yeah, right. Maybe it'll...wear off. Something like that. [And with that last, Chris-version-of-uplifting, the duo wanders off toward the pub, confused and uncertain and they need crazies like you guys to come bother them!]

((ooc: Double intro post for Ray and Chris, yadda yadda, you all know how this goes by now. Colours! This is Ray and this is Chris.))

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[Ray just rolls his eyes] You ain't a wolf. Wolves can't turn into people, 'cept in flicks.

Ofufufu, but I am. I do not know what this flick you speak of is, but...

{She laughs as she brushes her tail in Ray's face}

I am most certainly a wolf.

[he swats her tail away] Flicks're movies, and... dunno why I'm even botherin', this place is absolutely nutters.

{Hmphs}

I do not know of movies either, good sir. I am not from your time by any stretch, obviously.

If you don't know what they are, you got my sympathy. Must be bloody borin'.

Hardly. I thought it fun to watch over the wheat fields, and even more so now that I am traveling by cart to see the world and how it has changed since the hundreds of years ago I traveled them.

Sounds borin' to me, luv. Watchin' wheat fields, I mean.

I watched them because they were mine! Well, not exactly mine, but as a "goddess", I was obligated to keep my promise, and I did so for many centuries.

Still don't mean it doesn't sound borin'.

I suppose, but things that you find boring are entertaining to me, I suppose.

[Ray shrugs] Eh, probably. [pause] You got a name?

I am the Wise Wolf of Yoitsu Horo. But just Horo will do~

DS Carling. Ray. [and he proceeds to get himself a drink, because I say they're totally officially at the bar] So, uh. When're you supposed to be from? You said sommat 'bout not bein' from my time?

At this time, I am in a town called Patzuille. I travel with a merchant, so I am traveling the lands heading to the North. I know not the country nor time, since these things are of no concern to a wolf.

Never heard of it. [pause] From Manchester, myself.

And I have not heard of Manchester. So I suppose we are even!

Guess we are.