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[You can't quite place it, but there's something slightly intimidating about the giant, secluded, Mary Shelly-esque manor. Maybe it's just something about the light. Either way, it's the only shelter for miles, and you're not going to let any sort of pop-cultural preconceptions keep you out here in the storm.

After a few solid seconds of knocking, the doors creak open to reveal a girl, probably no older than her late teens, covered in a network of stitches and surgical scars and flanked by a pair of monstrous manservants. Literally monstrous. One of them has a dog's head, for Christ's sake.

Maybe you should've just kept walking.]

Ah, hello! Can I help you?

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[ Actually, Kamui isn't quite so intimidated. The manor looks like something right out of a movie, and that's different! The residents that greet him upon arrival are even more different ...

What planet is this man-dog supposed to be from? It's kind of funny.

Fran will find a pale-looking man in chinese-style clothing at the door. He's holding an umbrella even if it isn't raining. ]

Hello! I appear to be shipwrecked, so I'm going to need some help.

Shipwrecked, you say? We're quite a ways away from the ocean.

[Because that's clearly what they need to focus on right now.]

I didn't sail here from the ocean of this world. It's my spaceship that's busted, unfortunately!

[ and all the NPCs he was travelling with died in the crash but that's not important right now ]

Even if what you say is true, I don't think there's much I can do to help. I'm not exactly a mechanic, you understand.

Ah, no, I won't ask that of you. [ he knows most earthlings wouldn't know much about spaceships ]

But I am quite famished, so I was wondering if you had any food to spare a lost traveler. If it's money you need, I have it.

Oh no, money's not an issue. I'm sure we have some leftovers laying around somewhere. Please, come in!

[It's might be a bad idea to just invite an obviously crazy stranger into your house like that, but that's never stopped her before.]

[ at least he's a polite crazy person ... ]

Thanks! I gotta say, this is a pretty big house. [ Kamui lets himself in, giving the man-faced dog a pat. ] Actually, it looks like something you'd see in a certain genre of movies. [ and so does Fran ... just saying ]

[hey man, don't judge. the Professor made her special. Fran falls into step next to Kamui, careful not to let him wander around.]

Yes, I can see where you could draw that comparison. You shouldn't have anything to fear, though. Most of the residents here are actually quite docile.

Docile? That's too bad. It's been a while since I've had the chance to go up against a monster.

[ a pity. oh well, he's hungry right now. ]

Where's the kitchen?

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It's right this way. Follow me.

[She takes a sharp right turn into another hallway, beckoning him with her hand to follow.]

I'll admit, that's a little surprising to hear. Most people wouldn't be too thrilled by the idea. [but it's pretty clear by now that neither of them are most people, so whatev.]

Well, most Earth-folk wouldn't survive it, I'd imagine. [ Kamui follows, a spring in every step. There's one thing he likes almost as much as fighting, and that's a good meal. ]

Ah, no offense. [ Though, he's not quite sure he can consider Fran a human ..... ]

[She's made from humans, that totally counts right?] None taken. I... ah, here we are!

[She takes another sharp turn, finally reaching that most holy of holies, the kitchen. It's surprisingly well-stocked for a secluded horror mansion. They've got a lot of mouths to feed.]

As I was saying, I hadn't expected an extraterrestrial to look so human~

[The younger girl stares for a moment, obviously taken aback. She murmurs something to herself:]

Life anew, shaped from broken pieces.

[And then she speaks up, addressing Fran herself.]

... sorry to have bothered you. I'm lost.

There's no need to apologize. [She cocks her head to the side a little, like a curious puppy.]

Would you like to come inside? I can't imagine you'll last much longer in these conditions. [And, as if to emphasize Fran's point, there's a peal of thunder from somewhere off in the distance.]

Nothing lasts forever.

[Despite that:]

If you don't mind.

[Why would Veronica be intimidated by the estate? Even if she hadn't been here long of her own accord, it still gave off the vibe of home.

Of course, she's been patrolling from the look of her. Her boots caked in mud, leaves and sticks sticking to her cloak. Veronica huffed in annoyance as she waited for someone to answer, relieved when someone did, but surprised when it wasn't Howl.]

Fran? Can you let me in? I'm getting soaked to the bone out here.

Oh!

[You'd expect Fran to be able to recognize her own sister by now, but she's been having a rough day, lay off.]

Of course. What were you doing out in the storm? [More security work, she bets. Veronica's as capable as they come, but that doesn't stop her from worrying sometimes.]

It wasn't a storm when I went out here. [She grumbles angrily as she steps inside past Fran and the servants, trying fruitlessly to wipe some of the debris off of herself.]

I was patrolling the area, as usual. I found a milita group off to the south. [She clutched her cloak and twisted it, water, and something redder than that, dripping off.] Not much of a problem.

[Fran furrows her brow at that. Damn girl, security before slaughter. We talked about this.]

And the bodies? [Not even considering the possibility of survivors here.]

[Excuse you. When a strange group of heavily armed people opens fire on her, she retaliates.]

I'm not sure they could be called bodies after that. But, I pretty sure there's one or two out there you could salvage.

I'll have to pick them up soon, then. They won't be in usable condition for long if the storm keeps up.

[Sighing and shaking her head. The things you make her do, Veronica.]

Maybe next time you can let them off with a warning instead.

[Guess going inside to dry off in the first place was sort of a stupid thing to do, huh. If they're just going to go out again.]

They were making a beeline for the estate, Fran. I couldn't... [Noting her face, Veronica chooses to swallow her words and nods.] Fine, a warning next time.

I'm not berating you for doing your job, Veronica. I'd just prefer it if you left them where I could perform the necessary operations.

[If she can't stitch them together into an insensate abomination that begs for death, then by god what good are they?]

[Clearly this is something that should be reprimended. Not that Veronica would enjoy that very much. At least Fran was seeing her point.]

I... well...

[Would it be fun watching as another abomination against nature was created by her sister's hands? Did she have a choice in the matter?]

I can... lead you to them, I guess. It's really not that far.

Please, do. I don't think we've much time to lose.

[no she's not going to change into something more appropriate, why would you think that. a labcoat is still technically a coat.]

[Fran, you're everyday clothing amounts to thin clothing on top of thin white clothing. Grab an umbrella, or something.]

Alright. [A sigh and a nod to the servants before Veronica steps out into the rain and motions for Fran to follow. A few of the servants will assuredly join them.]

[Still wearing her school uniform and carrying some bags from the market Adorea waits patiently to be let in. She must have misplaced her house key. And in a home like this one it was best not to break in even if you lived there. When the door opens she gives a polite bow.]

I have returned with the snacks.

[Gesturing with her bag of various treats that were requested of her.]

Snacks?

[Fran.os rebooting in 3. 2. 1...]

Oh, the snacks~ Just in time, too. Okita was starting to get antsy.

[Fran steps aside, gesturing for Adorea to enter.]

Come on in.

Thank you.

[She follows inside and folds her umbrella tucking it away before stepping out of her shoes.]

They were out of the chips he asked for so I got a few other choices.

I also got some pudding and chocolate bars and drinks.

They never see fit to ask if I'm old enough.

[It's difficult from her calm voice to tell if that bothers her or if she's just making conversation]

I can't say I blame them. Sometimes even I have trouble keeping track of your age.

[Fran starts shuffling down the hall, expecting Adorea to follow.]

Do you have any idea what we'll be watching tonight?

[Movie night at the estate is always a special occasion, and there's a danger inherent to letting Oswald pick out tonight's feature. Guy's tastes are all over the place.]

[She does follow obediently, still holding the bags and keeping her gaze on Fran though it's difficult to tell really]

I think we might be seeing a Disney movie. That new one just came out on DVD on Tuesday.

[Adorea loved movie night in her own quiet way. Especially the love stories whenever one could be found in their movie of choice.]

Did you ever get a copy of the movie you starred in?

[Or more accurately, wore the corpse of the star in]

[Fran gives a little involuntary twitch. It's probably not a good idea to discuss her film career in depth.]

No, unfortunately. You'd think after the hard work we put in, the studio would've given away one of the reels, but no such luck. It's a little rude, if you ask me.

[The mysterious and horrific deaths of the entire cast and crew may have had something to do with it. Just spitballing here.]

Very impolite.

[Adorea agrees even if she can understand why they might have held back. Such is her way. She's obviously on Fran's side in the matter]

Maybe someday someone will make a movie about The Doctor and you?

[Another twitch. Adorea you are just pushing all the wrong buttons.]

That's a pleasant thought, but I doubt it. I'm not really much of an actress, you know?

Perhaps not. But you are someone to be admired.

[If she is aware in the slightest that she's pushing the wrong buttons she doesn't show it. She continues to move in her calm controlled way speaking in her peaceful soft voice]

At least, I think so.

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rating for extremely probable body horror. canon is Franken Fran

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83 That Veronica and I tag alot together at Mirage_universe, they pointed me to you

really? I'll have to check that out sometime

We just got a Garvill who's trying us out too <3

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