A Bird and A Goon in the desert

[RyderHakubi]

Ryder, being on the other side of the table, looks at the girl, with a smirk not caused by her, but instead by Darx's rampant drunken antics.

"Yeah, the new arrivals has really sobered up recently... I think I was the last one, but you can never tell 'round these parts."

[Carthrat]

"Oh. I see.. and where is 'here', exactly?" queries Mei-Ling, wondering. "Is there.. a map, or some such?"

[RyderHakubi]

"Here... is New Brunswick, outlier, bassackward town in the middle of nowhere.  Of course, everything here is in the middle of nowhere, isn't it Darx?"

[Carthrat]

"That doesn't make any sense," replies Mei-Ling, shaking her head. "Look.. how far am I out of Kara-Tur?"

[Dexie Oblivion]

"Kara-tur? Girl, you're a long way from home..."

Darx turns to look at her, his red eyes half-closed.

"Get used to being in these backwater places.  Nowhere else to go, heh."

[Carthrat]

"There was that tower," mutters Mei-Ling. "But.. there was nothing else. Three days of desert between here and there, and I wouldn't have found here if it wasn't for.."

Shaking her head, she eyes Darx, somewhat warily. "I just want to know where I am in relation to.. anywhere else at all."

[RyderHakubi]

"Nothing is recognizable here... people of different places, species, histories, times have all been dropped into this hellhole without reason..."  Ryder adds turning to Mei-Ling a bit more.

"So, the best thing I'd suggest is to get used to the unusual, because you're not in Kansas anymore..."

[Carthrat]

"Kansas? What's that?" asks Mei-Ling, blinking. "It doesn't matter, I suppose. Can you show me where that... Dr. Simmons was, then?"

[Dracos]

The female barkeep sighed and looked over.  "Dr. Simmons tends to stay in his office.  Just head outside and look for the small metal building near the center of town.'

Dracos

[Carthrat]

"Thank you," replies Mei-Ling, finishing her meal, and turning to move out the inn, in search of this.. place.

There was too much steel here, too much steel entirely. Mei-Ling wondered if the lights were powered by spirits, or if any actually remained in such a place.

[Dracos]

It wasn't hard to find at all, practically across the way from the tavern.

Dracos

[Carthrat]

Mei-Ling attempts to locate the door, or a door-shape item (stupid metal buildings), and knocks on it, steadily. "Dr. Simmons?" she asks, almost timidly.

[Dracos]

"Come in." A middle aged male voice called out, not unkindly.

Dracos

[Carthrat]

Mei-Ling slowly opens the door, and steps inside, looking around, warily. "I was told you could exchange my.. currency," she says, fumbling with the accents of the region.

[Dracos]

"A recent arrival?" The man looked up from his desk in a fairly old labcoat.  "Lots of you lately.  More this past few months than normal."

Dracos