[Three days into the mingle]

[mytearsaremine]

[There's a new voice piping up on the psychic network, a nervous and stressed-sounding voice. One who has spoken up on the network before, though at least this time she isn't screaming.]

I'm stuck. I'm stuck in liminal space. I-- I don't know how to get out and there's this awful music and I keep sinking in the water or whatever it is and can someone come and get me? Please?

[Guess what. Jolie is back from being torn apart by a Stricken, and she still doesn't know how to make portals. She may also kind of sound like she might be trying not to cry. Oops.]

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[tobegood]

[Imri dows indeed find her before she makes it, running across the ooblek himself - he pauses uncertainly at the sight of her tentacles, but only for a moment, before he runs up to her and takes her hand, tugging in the direction of the workshop.]

Come on, it's this way! [He's shouting a little to be heard over the sound of the storm and the discordant music notes.]

[mytearsaremine]

[Hand-grabbing was unexpected, but he's just a kid (says the lofty almost-fifteen-year-old), so she lets him, and lets him pull her along in the right direction.]

Okay! Uh, I'm Jolie. By the way.