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[shedhaveaheart.livejournal.com]

[It's not a portal that brings his new arrival in, nor any outpouring of darkness at all. There's just a brief moment of temporal instability and then between one moment and then next, there's a Luxord standing there, looking more than a little worse for the wear. She - for this one is mostly certainly female - even seems to be managing to stand up, for all that she doesn't seem inclined to move away from the nearby wall.

The fact that every shiver sends a fresh stab of pain through her wounds doesn't help. She is very much not dressed for the weather.]

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[shedhaveaheart.livejournal.com]

A common thread among those who arrive, perhaps?

[A Luxord's a Luxord, no matter the world?]

[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

[apparently!]

When it comes to us, anyway.

[speeds up a bit and opens a door, stepping back so she can go in. it's a closet stocked with potions, isn't that nice?]

[shedhaveaheart.livejournal.com]

The other players in this game?

[Very nice, and she nods her head in thanks before finding something appropriate for what the Cure didn't take care of before downing the thing. They still don't taste precisely appetizing.]

[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

Could say that.

[leans against the wall outside, drawing into his jacket.]

[shedhaveaheart.livejournal.com]

Have they names?