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[A disheveled middle aged man's face appears on the screen looking incredibly over it. Whatever 'it' is, he's been done with it since Friday and there's no end in sight. There's a large smear of chocolate running from just about his ear on his left side down his neck and along one side of a red hoodie he's wearing.]

Dammit! Damn this place and those creepy bears from god-knows-what! Where the hell am I? Voidtreckers, if you can hear me, my communicator isn't connecting me to the train!

Of all the f-

[Tony's cut off as he spots another bear gang down the street and moves quickly to an alley out of sight.]

What is this place?

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[He couldn't help but chuckle as he saw her trying to see him over the edge of the screen. She was cute. Fiiiiiiiiiine, he'll let her help him.]

I uh.. I see the road I took from the East temple and there are a few shops. I'm beside a repair- replicator repair shop.

[He frowned as he glanced in the window of the store and spotted his reflection.]

The bear put a rainbow on my cheek. What the hell?

The plants?

[He was about to ask for more clarification on the rest of that when it struck him. She was talking about that thing he heard about the gods. They needed people to touch to stay alive and why not create little pervy bears to brainwash them into doing just that.]

So if we're not doing our job of bumping uglies enough then they send out plants and bears to force us into it?

Oh--! I'll be right there!

[ She's not too far away, fortunately, and she quickly stands to head out. She switches to audio in the meantime as she jogs down the street, unbothered by the cold air. ] That's the same symbol I received...

You might start to feel like you wish to hug someone. ...As a fair warning.

[ Mina blinks, and then she pouts, hands on her hips ] It's really rude to just call someone out on how they look, you know? I could be sensitive about it!

[ gee, what is with this person ] Everyone is different for a reason or another.

[Tony laughed as she fumbled over her words. He liked her.]

It's alright. I make being an arsehole look good. I'll be right there and show you what a frisbee is.

[It doesn't take him too long to figure out how to get to her house. He's impressed to see the beautiful, large house. It feels a bit odd going up to the door in chocolate stained red cargo pants, red hoodie, and military boots but what are you going to do?

He rings the doorbell and smiles when he sees her.]

Era? Good to meet you.

[He was starting to like this guy.]

What's fucked up about this place besides the bears and the hershey syrup falling from the sky? Anything I should be wary of?

[ Era takes the time between Tony's last message and his arrival to begin heating the cream and melting the chocolate, going slowly as she doesn't know when to expect her guest to arrive. Hot chocolate is a staple comfort snack for her household and something very near and dear to Era's heart, and she would never dare serve anything less than hot chocolate made to perfection.

The doorbell isn't loud enough to rouse the birds sleeping in her basement at the moment, much to her relief. She hurries to answer, long, curly hair stuck up in a haphazard bun, and the rest of her covered by a bright dress, warm leggings, and appropriately fluffy slippers. ]

Well met, Tony Stark. [ She gives a quick, polite bow in greeting and gestures for him to come in. ] Please leave your shoes by the door—we have some slippers you can wear, if you like.

[He raises an eyebrow at her.]

Yes and being so sensitive you become hysterical over a mere observation is so polite. I'm so glad I ran into you today.

[Tony stepped in the house and took a better look at her. She was pretty and had a friendly smile and.. horns?

He glanced down at the obvious spot for shoes and looked like he was about to argue. Instead, he bit his tongue and crouched to unlace his heavy work boots. As he did, he noticed her tail. With one shoe partially undone, he looked back up at her.]

You aren't an Au Ra, are you?

[ She stiffens at the query, reflexively curling her tail around her hip to her front. ]

What of it?

[Tony noted the discomfort and felt a little bad for it. Still, he started it already, might as well finish the thought.]

Because, Au Ra women are beautiful and they are always married. It's the damnedest thing. What's a guy gotta do to find one of you lovely ladies single?

Auri women. Au ra is a noun, and auri the adjective.

[ She tenses further, both anxious and angry]

Yes. So beautiful and rare. What exotic far eastern beauties we are. The slavers would have earned a pretty penny had they found me, and up north many would simply have slaughtered me like they did my father.

[Well shit.]

I've only met one other and she was a warrior of light who could kick anyone's ass who got near her, including me. I was close friends with her husband as well. I'm not from your world so I don't know that much of the history. The only thing I know is that she was a badass and I was making an assumption that you are too.

[It's not hard to find him. He's wearing all red and cursing and muttering to himself. He turns and waves at her as she got close.

He gives her an annoyed expression at that news.]

Really? Hug someone?

[He didn't want to hug some random person! He- wait..]

Is that why you're here?

She was not from my world, either. I do not want to hear of her. I don't want to know anything about her!

[ She shakes with emotion she cannot put to words, lightning aether crackling at her fingertips. She wants desperately to lash out at something—anything—and so she punches the wall next to her. Her fist smashes right through, right up to the elbow before getting stuck.

She hisses, breath wet and wavering in a way that makes it clear she is trying not to cry. ]

I hate this place.

[ What a coincidence, she, too, is wearing all red. ] I'm here to-- [ Ah, he's already in sight. She closes her communicator, looking over him as if she could spot any injuries, and then takes a few steps forward.

Pyra had been about to say "help you", but he's already standing and the bears have scurried off. Now, he seems fine.

Now, she does want to hug him. To hug him lots! Maybe because he's standing right in front of her the compulsion is back, whereas over the network it hadn't been there. ] If I happen to say yes, [ She raises her hands, both of them, palm upward, as if to signal for peace. ] ...you won't blast me with your, erm, hand-cannon, will you?

[Tony stood, ignoring his untied shoe when he feels static in the air. He prepared to summon his shield if he needed it, but she went for a wall instead of him and.. gets stuck.]

Hey.. Era.. calm down.

[He very cautiously stepped forward and reached out for her arm.]

I've clearly said some wrong things. I'm sorry for that. I was trying to be friendly- turn your elbow to your left a little. It's caught on the drywall. You can punch me later once we get you out.- I really wasn't trying to upset you. About thirty minutes ago I woke up in a temple full of pink mice. You gotta give me a little bit of a learning curve here. Not a lot, I'm a quick learner, but some.

[Once her arm was free of the wall, he let go. He was ready for her to swing at him, but he wasn't going to dodge it this time.]

Is it injured?

[ She recoils the moment he touches her, yanking her arm out and away and taking three steps back. She ignores the tear in her sleeve and the sting in her arm. Her fist is broken (a familiar feeling), but she welcomes the discomfort for the time being, using it to keep herself grounded.

Era lets out a shaky breath and turns toward the kitchen, leading the way if he still has any inclination to follow. ]

No outside shoes are allowed past the entry tile. The flooring is warm, but slippers are recommended.

You are welcome to sit on either of the sofas, but the armchairs are off limits.

[ Pretending what just happened didn't happen is the healthiest course of action, obviously. ]

Do you like whipped cream on your hot chocolate?

[He breathed a laugh.]

Well.. you're cute, so I guess I'll let it slide this once.

[With only a bit of reluctance, he opened his arms to her.]

This is really nice and all, but you do know it's not smart to go running through the streets offering to hug strangers, right?

[Ardyn was incredibly amicable, especially as far as immortal unknowable whatever-he-was went.]

Peculiar occurrences like this are somewhat common, but on average the city itself is far from dangerous. The information the native inhabitants give when asked is accurate enough, I can certainly say that much.

[He stared after her with an open jaw and about eighty five questions that all include words 'what' and 'fuck'.

He is torn on what to do for a moment before he bends down, reties his boot and steps out of the house. Yikes.]

[ Oh thank goodness... Perhaps they'll be able to help each other dispel this pink-cloud marking together. She doesn't know how long they'll have to hug, or if just one might count, but she'll be satisfied.

And so, she walks right up to him for an embrace, respectful but firm with her arms around him in return, turning her head to the side to allow herself to speak unmuffled by the hug. ]

Shouldn't you tell yourself the same, accepting hugs from strangers? [ She jests, but after a moment of reserved quietness, she adds, more sincerely: ] ...Thank you.

[ Her body, he might note, is inhumanly warm, and the air isn't quite so chilled around her. ]

[ Realizing that he has left, Era is quick to latch the door and then heal her fist.

When she has time to process their conversation she'll feel guilty and seek to apologize, but for now she knows it best that he seek out better company. ]

[His arms folded around her and it's hard not to think about who he doesn't have anymore. His wife and biological daughter, his adopted daughter and adopted sons, the idiot kids he fed that weren't his but kept bugging him anyway. It was a big loss.

He chuckled when she returned his warning. It didn't matter so much what happened to him. It never had. At least that's how it had been since he put on his suit and started to help people.

His thoughts were quietly shattered by the thank you and he blinked in surprise. He hadn't realized they'd been hugging so long.]

If I can ever be of help, Pyra, just let me know.

[Pause.]

How are you so toasty?

Not that I've seen? It should still be winter, by this world's counting; if anything I would expect more snow.

[Perhaps not to the levels of some of the previous months, but snow none the less.]

As for how long I've been present within this city, that would stand at nearly five months.

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