does not anymore work

[campanas]

Here, in a place where she is quite an unexpected sight, is:

an eight year old girl with brown-flecked white wings, looking dismayed and lost.

with Prime (Aestrix)

with Edie and Emily (Maggie)

with Gloria (Maggie)

with Gren (Rockeye)

Comments

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"...You create a vampire, basically, by being one of the kinds of vampire that can reproduce and feeding someone your blood. If you do this to a pregnant woman, instead of her being turned the fetus becomes a dhampir."

[campanas]

"Then what if baby growing up having kids?"

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Not all dhampirs are fertile. If they are, a male dhampir will sire human children and a female dhampir will bear dhampir children."

[campanas]

"Oh. Huh. Different Aurum."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Apparently. What, can vampires have children there?"

[campanas]

"Not girl ones. Boy vampires. Or, magic."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"That seems strange. I'm guessing that kind of vampirism has some sort of genetic component? Ours doesn't."

[campanas]

"Think so. Not all sure, mostly remembering bedtime stories."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Alright then. So, you said a door broke to send you here? What kind of door?"

[campanas]

"Here is locked, look like house door I guess. Other side bar door. Supposed going home but not."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"What's the bar door?"

[campanas]

"Door that eat regular doors for going nice bar."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"So there's some kind of transdimensional bar that replaces other doors with its own? Sounds like a sweet gig if you can swing it."

[campanas]

"Yeah. But not getting doors whenever wanting unless a Jarvis, or Shell Bell. Usually going by Jane! But no Jane this world, checked."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"And you came through the door to someone else's world--our world--by mistake. Alright. I know no one who works here has found this place, since this is specifically the place where weird stuff even by our standards accumulates, but maybe there's something else. If you saw the house again, would you recognize it? I might be able to talk to the owner to see if they can help."

[campanas]

"Could find house but door not there now. Gone, closed. Meaning whoever find bar from there? See if getting many doors?"

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Right. I don't know for sure if the person who owns the house is the person who gets doors, but it seems like a reasonable place to start."

[campanas]

Nod nod. "I show?"

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Sure. I'll let Bonnie know I'm leaving so she can cover for me if need be."

[campanas]

"Okay. ...Am Peninnah. Pen."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Hello, Pen. I think you saw my name on the door, but if you didn't, it's Gloria. Gloria Scott."

[campanas]

"Hi."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

Gloria goes out into the hall and knocks on another door.
"Yes?" calls a voice from inside.
"Can you cover for me? Someone found a lost kid with really unusual circumstances and I need to try to help her get home."
"Only you, Gloria. Fine, just let me finish this thing, I'll be half a minute."
"Of course!" Gloria says, and offers Pen her hand. "It's a bit crowded in the main room, and it wouldn't be the best idea to be separated."

[campanas]

"Okay." Pen holds hands.

[maggie_of_the_owls]

Gloria leads Pen back out into the brisk autumn night, evaluates the population of the sidewalks, and loosens her grip so it's Pen's choice whether to keep holding hands or not. "Do you remember which way it was?" she asks.