Text [User: South.of.Nowhere]

[whosthemonsternow]

Anyone else died before coming here? Or died and woke up here?

Did you wake up feeling everything from you wounds when you got here?
Do you still get phantom pains?
Any memory issues? 
Nightmares?
Hallucinations? 

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[scholiast]

(Oh, that was easy. Lucretia wasn't sure her offer was going to be well received.)

Yeah. I'm free a little later in the week if you are? We could find a cafe to visit.

[whosthemonsternow]

Works for me, just toss me a message, I should be good

[scholiast]

Well, until then, I suppose.

(– hang on a sec)

Wait, what's your name?

[whosthemonsternow]

South.

[She's considered not going by her Freelancer name, now that she's away from it. But her real name feels foreign, like a long dead relative, so. South it is.]

[scholiast]

(Interesting, but not the strangest name she's heard, so)

I'm Lucretia. Good to meet you.

[whosthemonsternow]

[She's tempted to teasingly ask to call her 'Lucy', but she just ignores it for now.]

Just lemme know when to meet you where

[scholiast]

(Phew, cuz she would not have been met with approval.)

Sure will; see you around.