Nov. 4th, 2019

circumitus: (your girlfriend is a south jersey whore.)
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[The last thing Rey wants to do is show her face for all to see, but after meeting Peter, it feels bizarrely necessary.]

"Would seem some people here recognize each other from worlds different from their own -- this current one as well." [Pause.] "Just to put it out there: Am not that same person, even if we share the same face."

[She then makes a face when a croaky meow can be heard in the background. Rey adjusts the position of the device to reveal a three-legged cyclopean cat, sitting on a table at the bar, his spindly tail whipping happily back and forth while salivating some weird pale green drool out the corner of his mouth.]

"And this can't seem to get the memo. Can't seem to get rid of it, either."

[Maybe a part of her doesn't want to, but it is inconvenient.

[Lastly -- and she looks very uncomfortable saying this -- she adds:]
"Some have asked what its name is. Ideas and information would be... appreciated."