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[...While Axelle has occasionally found herself waking up in an unfamiliar place, it is usually after working her way through a bottle of tequila, not after ostensibly just falling asleep in her bed at home. Thus, she is confused, and not entirely pleased. At least she has her pants, though. There is that small comfort.]

Uh...?

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Understandable, understandable.

That's how most people are when they first arrive.

You'll get over it in no time.

[smokinleather.livejournal.com]

Arrive? Arrive where?

[okay really the similarities are starting to get annoying] Say, any chance you got a sister?

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The dressing room, a'course! [laughs] No one's told you yet? Guess I'm the lucky guy.

Sister? Ehhh, nah. [guesses what she must be thinking and just grins]

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[casts a quick look around, and doesn't look like she entirely believes him] You're serious? This is a dressing room?

Huh. [rubs her chin] I guess eye patches don't run in a family, anyway.