#fuxrer

     Brows peak with interest mustered,

     Turns a steady glance beyond his shoulder

     Followed by the lissom of thin tresses

     Too be suceeded by a dulcet pur.

                                                                        ❝      That's an accent

                                                                                 I haven't heard  

                                                                                 For a while.

                                                                                 You are a long way

                                                                                 From home.      ❞

A minor short had occurred in Isaak's portal. It closed a relay, which in turn sent a false activation signal to the portal frame to open in a randomized destination... It's target Berlin, Germany... 1942.

fuxrer

≼ ▒ Ｌ ▒ ≽The banal boorishness that numbs her expressions to a seemingly slow day is lifted nimbly into cordial interest at the sound of her bell. 

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crxshingbore

       -- It was rare for somebody to approach her that she had never spoken to. Hell, sometimes, the people she spoke to didn't even notice her. This was her own doing, of course. She hated to be seen by large crowds of people, finding it rather troublesome and even a little bit irritating at times, which was why she helped out Momo so much with her crowds.