[A Polite PSA]

[professorwolf]

Ah, hello, Randolph Lyall here. Sorry to bother everyone, but someone from my own, er, original home universe has just arrived... and I do believe she requires a bit of an introduction. Lady Alexia Maccon, wife to my former pack leader, Victorian-era aristocracy, and preternatural.

[Because he has sensory livestreaming, he's able to send with this a mental image of Alexia, so hey, maybe this will count for her as an introduction to everyone, for her sense of propriety? It's a thought!]

'Preternatural' means, if she touches you and you have supernatural abilities, it is entirely possible she will negate them. I don't know the extent of that ability with people not of our world, but in our world, shapeshifters, vampires, and ghosts are all affected, so a warning seems... well, prudent.

I am entirely positive she will not take offense if you wish not to take her hand, with this knowledge in mind.

Comments

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[thornsofmalkav]

[Eren probably would because he can be kinda dumb and trusting... but now we don't have to worr about that.]

Okay. Cool. Lemme know where you are and I'll come over to start teaching you portals. You got to do them first before you can move on to making shit.

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[stopinthenameofawe]

[of course. nothing is ever as simple as she wants it to be.] I'm by the paper tree forest.

[private]

[thornsofmalkav]

Cool. I'll be there soon. Oh hey, you can see the neat bike I got from Claudia!

[private]

[stopinthenameofawe]

I'll be here.