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[The locket doesn't reveal too much of where he is. What happens in Mair, stays in Mair. But it would be easy enough to guess by the sounds of coins, the laughter and shouts, that he's in some sort of gambling house. At least he's not broadcasting from the brothel, but Jack's eyes eyes are still bright and sharp from the wine that flows here, and he looks amused in a cheshire cat way. A single coin flips between his fingers.]

Well, I've certainly found a place that I like. Plenty of drink, plenty of entertainment, plenty of mystery meat. Almost dying always calls for just a little bit more living.

As for the rest of us who survived, I hope you're also settled. Recovering. War isn't game, but I doubt I have to tell anyone that now. It's more of a gamble. Higher stakes, more to lose. [He finishes his drink, waving off another before he looks back at the locket.] And I don't like to lose.

My name is Jack Benjamin. I'd like to speak to those who are familiar with the weapons of this land - swords and bows, maces. I was a soldier in my world too, but we've sort of left those things behind. And see, I want to be as effective as possible here, so that the next time they come I'll do more than just find a soft spot to poke.

[Jack lifts the coin to the lips of a lovely young woman, hoping that the kiss will bring him luck. All it brings is an imp between them, closing its mouth around the coin instead. Jack glares at it, commanding through gritted teeth.]

Spit it out.

[It does, and the coin can be heard bouncing across the table. By the way Jack looks (first surprised, then as pleased as the cat who got the cream) it landed on a prosperous spot.]

I believe I can reimburse you for a little of your time. I'd rather not owe anyone any favors.

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In that case, I hope you've picked up some mouthwash from the Station. You'll want it.

[ No. No it probably hasn't. ]

You might be right. And it's probably more drinkable than some of the shots here.

Also less likely to be poisoned, depending on the establishment and who's sitting next to you.

[Well, she's got a point there.]

Do people try to poison you often?

If they have, it hasn't taken.

But you can never be too careful in Mair.

You can never be too careful anywhere. But overall, I think I like Mair more than most places.

Most places here or most places in general?

In general. My mother would disapprove of so much.

I have a feeling anyone who shows up in Mair disapproving too heavily doesn't ever leave.

I guess it's a good thing she's not here.

For her sake or yours?

[ always with the poking at men with angst ]

[Jack personally wouldn't care if his mother didn't make it out of the city - he might even like the thought of it. But there's no point in broadcasting that.]

For hers. It's just no place for a queen.

I think that would depend on the queen.

Mm, well this one had more of a taste for the arts. Less casinos, more ballet.

[Which was just a lie for the sake of appearance.

On second thought, Rose Benjamin might be the most vicious thing in the entire city.]

You know, I'm not sure if they have ballet here.

[ she's never thought about it. ]

I prefer the shops in Mair, though. You never know what you'll find.

That's the first thing she'd want to do. Bring ballet to the Drabwurld just like she did in Shiloh.

Your fortune? Trouble? All sorts of appealing things.

Well, we've already got lacrosse. Somehow.

Trouble finds me enough without me looking for it.

Does it? I'm a little surprised at that.

[ There's an overly-embellished batting of her eyelashes, aw-look-how-innocent for a moment before Ariadne snorts at herself. ]

Like flies to honey.

Now I believe it.

You remind me a little of my sister.

[ A pause, and her voice softens. ]

She's not here, is she?

No, and I'm sure she's better off for it.

Once upon a time, I'd have agreed with you. But when the fate of all worlds is in the hands of the shardbearers here?

I'd rather fight for that myself than hope someone else does.

She wouldn't fight even if she was. It's not in her blood. No, she would set up first-aid tents all across the drabwurld and be an angel of mercy to all who crossed her path.

Not necessarily a bad thing until it gets you killed.

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