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[Action - Good Spirits, early evening]

[Every society, no matter where you go, has a way to get drunk.

Ginia muses on the thought with a faint smile as she sits in Good Spirits, sipping at a milkshake with a few shots of Baileys in it. It's been a strange, long day that's ended with being shot and bleeding out on a run and beginning anew in a strange village with wings. Worse was a lingering feeling she knew the village, somehow, in some strange way. It was impossible, she was sure she would have remembered being here. But the feeling was enough to get her back on her feet, into a clothing store for a fresh set of clothes, to the item store to pick up some supplies, and to Good Spirits.

She sits at a table toward the side, alternating between watching people as they come in and reading the guide provided in the journal. It's an interesting thing, the guide, and she takes her time memorizing information.

Later in the evening, she ventures out with some questions on the journal.]

[Written]

It's an interesting thing, the journals. Written messages, audio messages, being able to address everyone as a whole, talk to individuals, send private messages, never runs out of pages, and looks like any regular sort of book. Tidy bit of technology, or magic I suppose. I like the guide too, very well-written and informative, my thanks to the author.

Anything else a New Feather should know about? The little local sorts of things. Legends, stories, suggested dishes to try at the restaurants, the dos and don'ts, those sorts of things. Give me your best. I have time.

Player Name: Cata
Are you new?: N
Character Name: Ginia Solana
Character Fandom: Original Character

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And of the faith. [To him, the two were so intertwined it had to be included.]

[Law and faith... Ginia can't say she's had much luck with either.]

A devout and lawful man. Respectable.

[And this catches him off guard, he has yet to have that simply said to him about his duty. He was expecting another case of that woman from earlier. He blinks as he moves a little closer.]

I try to be, Miss Ginia.

[She may not be the most religious of people, and her actions have fallen out of the law more than once, but she can be respect those who are. Assuming they aren't using the law or the power of faith for their own purposes. Ginia feels little guilt putting the corrupt away, even if they are priests.]

Please, just Ginia.

[While Luce is too busy being blinded by the corrupt of his faith to see it and act proper.]

Of course then, so have you been here long?

[There's a pause before she answers. She knows with certainty she arrived today, only a couple of hours before. Her mind says she's been here much longer from the odd familiarity she feels. Locations, names, knowing exactly where to go and what to do, nothing a New Feather would know.]

Only a few hours. You?

The same, and I have already encountered mixed results of people.

I guess we can be New Feathers together. [She offers a light smile.] What do you think about the place so far?

Luckily, my assistant had arrived to. I have met one woman who was helpful- and the other who was confrontational and you. So honestly mixed.

Good having someone you know about. I'm sure it makes it easier.

Got a name and/or description of the helpful one? Always good knowing who the nice ones around are.

No name, but she has green hair- which is quite odd.

Green hair. Distinctive. Anything else?

Tall, I would say about a hand taller than I.

[A tall, green-haired woman... there's something that tickles in the back of her mind as she mulls over everything. A warm smile, a lackadaisical nature, a gorgeous body, someone too beautiful and good for the world yet a sense of majesty surrounded her.]

Grune.

Grune? [He files that name away in the back of his mind.]

That's her name. At least I think that's her name.

Well, it is a nice name.

[Ginia nods in agreement, still trying to figure out why it came so easily. Grune. Green. Why? She rubs at her temples and frowns slightly.]

The other woman. Did she give a name?

No, but she was a horror of a woman, a Doctor of some sort.

[She nods slightly. Doctors. Never had much luck and trust in them.]

A doctor. Interesting. I suppose every village needs one.

Like every village needs an idiot. [He grouses, Adele left him quite irritated.]

[Ginia huffs with laughter. So they do.]

Thus far you seem reasonably intelligent. I like intelligence. [Good allies, the smart ones. Dangerous allies too.]

[Sadly, once they get out into common sense things, he will be dumb as a sack of rocks.] My skill mostly only lies with the laws of my land. [He seems proud of that.]

And yourself?

[She shrugs lightly.]

Sharp mind, quick feet. I get by.

That doesn't help much with sorting who you are.

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