One Cupcake

[stubbornskeptic]

[Jane tiptoes around the gate, eyeing it like it’s about to jump out and attack her. With all her ties to her various allies (and potential murderers) cut, she’s feeling a little off-kilter. Whether this is the thing that brought her here or the thing that will get her out, she doesn’t feel like jumping into it will have any bearing on her tight-assery. After all, it’d be just ludicrous to jump headfirst into it when she doesn't know what it does.

Unless her dad’s in there.

Oh shit, what if her dad’s in there?!

Jane grips her cheeks (the ones on her face, geez!), groaning a little. Whatever is she meant to do now?]

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[stubbornskeptic]

...Well, I don't know everything about the alpha! It would be awfully boring to get all the spoilers ahead of time, even if they're being dangled right over you and you just need to sniff out that clue to the bigger mystery and--

Oh, dear. I got carried away, there. And I still don't know your name!

[eightofseven]

If it is mystery you seek, then you may find that The World is apt to provide.

There are those who call me the Anguished One. Or, more recently, Al Saiduq.

[stubbornskeptic]

Well, pleasure to meet you Al! Even if you're, uh, particularly anguished, lately! Hopefully, you'll start feeling better soon, hoo hoo!

[eightofseven]

[By now used to being called just "Al" (pronounced the same way as "all")...]

It is an honor.

But first, you possess one of these, do you not? It is the key to witnessing the mysteries of The World.

[He extends something at you that looks like an iPhone.]

[stubbornskeptic]

[She pulls hers out, staring at it with mild confusion.]

To be frank, I haven't the slightest idea where this came from. Then again, my sylladex is totally empty now and my clothes have been replaces, do I suppose this is just the cherry on the confusion sundae!

What's it for?

[eightofseven]

Many things. Whatever was in your "sylladex" before may be found within, perhaps. I have no way of knowing, as I have no experience with sylladices.

[stubbornskeptic]

Oh, it's just our inventory, more or less. But it means I'm without a means of defense, which makes me awfully nervous, to tell the truth!

[eightofseven]

There should be a weapon contained therein as well, albeit perhaps not one you are accustomed to.

[Oh, and he's pushed his own Relic close to yours. Exchange member address confirmation has been sent.]

[stubbornskeptic]

[Jane blinks at her device before, drawing it away again, a little embarrassed at her N00B-ness.]

Uh, um, well, I'm not sure where it is...unless...

[She prods a few buttons on her device until, suddenly, there it is in her hand. A stave.]

Oh. Well. I don't think I know how to fight with this. Is it a poking sort of thing or a walloping sort of thing?

[eightofseven]

I have seen most people with such a weapon use it as a "walloping sort of thing", in your words.

[stubbornskeptic]

I see! I'll have to give it a try. What about you? I'm guessing you have some other instrument of defense on hand?

[eightofseven]

I do.

And you do as well; your staff also affords you great power in the healing arts. Perhaps it, too, was able to sense your powers of life and responded to them.

[stubbornskeptic]

Must've! Gosh, this place is just as tuned into us as Sburb ever was! I really have to wonder whether the two aren't connected after all...