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If you mean the weirdest thing I ever stole personally, that'd be this one ring I took off a man at the Old Market in Kerranthorn. Ugly snake lookin' thing carved outta stone, but it's eyes... I swear they glowed when you looked away. Made me feel like something was watching me. Needless to say I lost it quick as I could, threw it straight into the jungle. Didn't seem to get rid of it, though. Saw the man the next day and there it was on his finger. Well, either that or he had a spare, but who has two creepy snake rings?

Now, as for the weirdest thing I helped steal, that'd definitely be the winged elephant statue. Don't know who made it or why, but it was this great big wooden elephant with whopping great wings like an eagle, and every inch was covered in poetry. Some nutter in a cloak paid my captain to steal the thing from an island governor's mansion after a storm just about tore his roof off. Can't imagine why it was worth stealing, but we didn't ask too many questions when things were desperate.

Went pretty smoothly, all things considered. We flew in while the governor was away, I slipped in and knocked out the guard, we sawed off what was left of the governor's roof, put cables 'round our catch, and lifted it into the night with the Dancer. Wish I could have seen the governor's face when he got back from his little shindig, though. That must have been priceless.

((OOC:)) Thank you for the excellent question, it was very fun coming up with the answer!

Chelsea: Oh man, I can’t decide on the weirdest part, ‘cuz there’s like, a few parts that are pretty much equally weird! There’s how I tried sitting on the ground by a tree in some foresty part of a mountain and ended up falling into a weird grey hallway; how confusing said hallway is; oh and there’s finding living, breathing, humans, talking plants, and other species I’ve never seen before; and… that’s pretty much it.

Lemon: The weirdest part for me would be how I got to the cafeteria by falling in a crack in the sidewalk in my world. At the time, I thought the cafeteria was under the sidewalk, but there wasn’t a crack in the ceiling. In hindsight, it was probably a plothole I fell through.

I am from a... medieval, I believe, Continuum, where I kept clean by tongue, a damped abrasive cloth when possible, and a softer weave for the inside of my ears. Here, it is very different. Substances I do not want to -- or cannot safely -- ingest regularly get stuck in my fur, while access to water and special cleaners is normal. The most irritation I have faced yet is trying to get glitter out of my ears.

((Had to look up rabbit hygiene for this, and I'm glad I did. More interesting material to work with!))

Well, I can only say so much. I'm a nurse myself, confidentiality and all that, and it's...heavy personal stuff that I'd rather not just throw around every detail of.

But it's pretty nice back there, it's a good quiet place to recover. Don't know of any secret specialists. The food's better than the Cafeteria, but it's got nothing on Rudi's.

It's a little lonely, though, being cooped up, and the nurses wouldn't let me out of their sight. Not that I blame them, especially not after the incident with my bedsheet. (Tore it up to make rope, realized I didn't have anything to tie it to, and ate it. I don't know whether to be impressed at my own creativity or relieved someone was there to stop me.) I'm glad I got dragged there, but glad to be back as well.

Oh, and one final thing that I just want to have put out there? Back in Tyrnos, there's a way of saying goodbye to someone you have reason to believe you'll never see again. So, readers - if I ever try to end a conversation by kissing your forehead and saying "go with the gods", drag me right back to FicPsych, okay?

Most people don't really care I'm an orc. Maybe it's because there's so many really different people here that an orc doesn't stand out much.

There's definitely been some folks who were looking at me like I was going to kill them and take their stuff. Mostly elves from home. But, have to say, if I were home, I would be trying to kill them, so it's fair.

The bigger thing I get is people thinking I'm stupid. Sure, I ain't read too many books yet, and I still talk funny sometimes, but that don't mean I'm stupid.

He was cute, and aggressively nonthreatening. Thus, friendship.

[Aggressively nonthreatening?]

Ferrux, you were wearing a flannel bathrobe and actually looked human.

[Do you have any idea how hard it is to get a dragon-sized shower?]

...Do dragons who are threatening care about showers?

[...Point taken. Counterpoint: you are way too cute to be effective at your job]

I am not!

[Yes he is. I woke up this morning and he was curled up on top of me with his arms around my neck. And then he kissed me on the snout.]

...You're no fun anymore.

[You certainly didn't think that last night...]

I hadn't thought of that. That would.. yeah.

THOTH! Come over here for a systems check, would you?

Oh. He's just glaring at me. And I still would need to engineer a power-armor interface to be comprehensive, which might be more risk than reward, given my system.

Eh. OFCUT shows him clean. He's probably fine.

Second... Well, there was my old laptop, not so long ago, actually. We had manage to avoid this happening to important things... or things not pretty much doomed to go back to the DoSAT anyways. Not really her fault though, her Mini was the one which ended up yanking the cable I was using for charging it up, and at that point, it was pure reflex to not let it crash on the floor. I was talking about (and needing) to replace it with an upgrade, but... Well, I hope DoSAT can salvage the data. You wouldn't believe how many musics, mods, files, Internet links and ebooks you can hoard on just one device... (Totally not regretting my electrical shaver though. Dang thing could never actually shave anything.)

Sir Ialthos, a moment of your time. Rumour has it you've a sordid tale of aborted dragon-slaying to tell. I would love to hear the details!

Rita~

You're so fluffy! Do you have a fur care routine? What's the most annoying part about taking care of it?

Palmeira, my readers want to know: just what is the nature of your relationship with Agent Olivine?

Rita~

Think we could maybe catch up over coffee sometime?

Falloren, dear, I've heard about your recent defeat of a particularly difficult time in your life. Firstly, I'd like to congratulate you on returning to the daylight, so to speak.

I'm also curious, as no doubt my readers will be also, to hear your take on the inner workings of FicPsych. Spare no detail: what goes on in there? Did they treat you well? Are there, in fact, secret specialists whose names are hidden to prevent their receiving the pittance of a salary the Flowers provide?

Wishing you all the very best, Rita~

((This is...strangely easy. Just think of something outrageous, couch it in faux-delicate 'my readers!' language, and go. ~Z))

If I knew you'd report it accurately, I'd do it just to get it over with, but since you lot are so obsessed with twisting everything into fabrications, I'm not going to waste my time just so you can spread lies in that rag you call a magazine.

Have you encountered any racism in Headquarters?

I would love to sit down with you sometime to speak regarding the Detective's growing parental role in your daughter's life and, yes, your struggles in alcoholic rehabilitation. My readers would be fascinated to see this update from the infamous Aviator.

Do let me know.

Rita~

And I see you've been asking the right kind of questions.

You know, the Monitor could use someone like you...tell me, have you ever wanted to intern at a newspaper? Do let me know.

Rita~

((You know not what you have unleashed :P Or rather, here's a blast from the past...actually, I should probably put that into a doc and link it to Jacques' page, since it's longish, the perspective flip is a bit of a character study, and I still like it a lot.

tl;dr Rita's turned up before (nearly a year ago) in an uncanonical capacity. ~Z))

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"I feel very filthy now. I was joking there, just to clarify. I'm a completely ordinary human being aside from my ears. And also, WATASHI WA FURRY JA NAI. So please don't pretend I am."

Due to shenanigans involving retcons and old shame syndrome, my agent lineup has changed to a degree!

Your returning (If altered) options include:

• Matthew Welch - Former Technician with a penchant for heavy weaponry.
• Ajax Mercurius - RWBY Badfic rescue who plays the only sane man of the group.
• Levy Murdoc - Former Nurse with experience as a member of JoJo's Speedwagon Foundation; utilizes both a Stand and Hamon.

The trio operate out of ESAS, go wild if you wish.

I'm not really a wolf, but the smells. Between everything agents get covered in during missions, Medical, the cafeteria, and how hard it can be to properly clean before the Ironic Overpower gets you, HQ can be rank at times. You humans are lucky your senses of smell are so poor.

What do you like to do in your spare time?