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[realitymods]

[There is a new addition to the Plane today. She appears to be a tall woman in her thirties with Mediterranean skin and long wavy black hair. Her eyes are obscured by a pair of dark Ray-Bans. Clad in a white labcoat over a black dress, she cuts a striking silhouette against the swirling stars and planets of the Astral Plane.

Unlike most new arrivals, she seems to know what she's doing. As people pass, she waves some kind of handheld sci-fi sensor at them, and takes notes on a clipboard.]

Comments

[realitymods]

Don't be so dramatic. Someone's sick idea of entertainment has no bearing on my research whatsoever.

[She casually flips her hair behind her shoulder.]

It was before my time, yes.

[lamb_of_gold]

Dramatic perhaps, but I'm not one given to hyperbole. [He's seen some shit, okay?]

So this is less a sudden shift in policy, and more undone chores. I'm not sure if I ought to feel comforted by that or not.

[realitymods]

Oh, I have no doubt.

[She smiles icily.]

It doesn't hurt. You've no reason to fear.