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[takewing]

[ One moment, you were stepping through a door. The next moment, a wall of heat and bright sunlight slams into you; it's at least 40°C out here, though it's mercifully, blessedly dry. Whenever your eyes adjust, you find yourself standing outside of what looks to be an old shed, overlooking a strange yet picturesque village. The cries and calls of birds fills the air, and across the water people in strange garments are going about their business.

Welcome to Osnova, stranger. ]

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[takewing]

It's right this way, m'lady.

[ And she promptly turns to head down the path, walking slowly enough that she won't leave her new guest behind. She's never been one to distrust, even a stranger—and just like Aoko, she's confident in her ability to handle herself. ]

My name is Bluebird, by the by. It's a pleasure!

[azurebeneath]

[is keeping up for now despite the heat, though she does squint and occasionally shade her eyes whenever they step directly into the sunlight]

Aoko Nakamori. The pleasure is mine, Miss Bluebird.