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[Unraveller]

"A shower? In this box?" Axel wanders around the main room, still in awe at the impossibility, before a great rumble breaks the silence. "This fridge wouldn't happen to have a kitchen would it?" He grins warmly, patting his stomach, wincing a bit at the pain from his earlier wound.

[FallacyofUrist]

"It's... gone. Well. Now I can't contact my family. Never a good sign."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

The sound of a particularly bad rendition of Auld Lang Syne is echoing through the corridors.

[FallacyofUrist]

"I'm tempted to wither that one."

[WillowLuman]

"A shower? In this box?" Axel wanders around the main room, still in awe at the impossibility, before a great rumble breaks the silence. "This fridge wouldn't happen to have a kitchen would it?" He grins warmly, patting his stomach, wincing a bit at the pain from his earlier wound.

The traveler holds out his hand, and something cylindrical flies out of one of the peripheral cabinets (which, on second glance, looks more like a vending machine) into his grasp. "Want some? It's Svinkle flavored. And antiseptic. Say, mage people, would you mind tending to the wounds? If you still need your hand fixed, I've got something for that around here somewhere."

"It's... gone. Well. Now I can't contact my family. Never a good sign."

"Don't worry, I'll get you back to them. After I finish my business with the Mlmnrk, of course."

[FallacyofUrist]

"Thank goodness. Speaking of which, have you heard of Null Nevermore, my grandfather and the current head of my clan?"

((I can PM you any information you need about the Nevermore thing- it's something I've used in several other games.))

"My magic isn't exactly the healing sort... I could theoretically transfer life force from other people, but I don't think you want that."

[Unraveller]

Reluctantly Axel accepted the cylinder full of Svinkle flavored whatevers. After a brief pause to smell the contents, he took a mouthful. After gulping the food down he made a 'so-so' gesture with his large hand. "Oh, you can't expect that to hold me over! I will have to make a good stew. Oh do not worry, the wound will heal when it gets its rest."

[WillowLuman]

"Yeah, we've got a kitchen around here somewhere. But I'd recommend putting some of that on your cut."

[Unraveller]

A look of confusion appears on the man's face, "What good would food do to heal?"

[WillowLuman]

"That stuff kills germs."

[armach]

Titus looks around the room and looks for a window of some sort then turns to the Traveler. "Do you have a place where I can see the stars?"

[WillowLuman]

"Not from here. My ship's still on board the Mlmnrk station, and I'm not sure this reality has any stars. But in a bit. Just don't look out the windows in this room."

[armach]

"Well then, let's get going."

[FallacyofUrist]

"Is making essences a bad idea?"

[WillowLuman]

"No, go ahead. We're going to get moving now, though, so stay away from the windows." The Traveller places his hands on the central pillar, and several panels begin shifting around, seemingly at random. "I'm going to take out that dampening field before we go, so that the rest can escape. Might take a few tries to find it."