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This is getting pretty long and sort of boring for an acid trip--I mean, yeah, it's pretty weird, but not that weird--so I guess I'm down the fucking rabbit hole or whatever. I'm Curt Wild.

Hey there.

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[She doesn't know what to say to that without walking into some kind of innuendo or double entendre. Talking about the City seems safer.]

Has the whole City thing been explained to you pretty well? Curses and deities and everything?

Uh, a little bit. Not well. Nothing about any deities as far as I can remember.

Well... if you want some light reading.

[Penny leaves dinner preparations to grab a rather hefty binder. She offers it to Curt.]

That's everything that anyone's ever written about the City and how it works that I can find. The deities are kind of like a bunch of kids with an ant farm, you know? Sometimes they like to shake the ants up a little.

[Curt begins leafing through the binder. He doesn't really look like it, or act like it most of the time, but he's fairly book smart for a rock star and is actually looking forward to going through this more carefully.]

I guess I can see the appeal of that. Unless you're an ant.

The problem here being that we are the ants.

[She goes back to cooking-type things.]

So how're you doing with all of this so far? You seem pretty cool with it.

I don't know. I guess I needed an escape. Here or Berlin, it doesn't even matter. In fact, here is better. Away from everything.

[He closes his eyes for a moment. His fight with Brian was only yesterday, but it seems distant. Distance is good.]

You can't get much more away than an alternate dimension.

[Penny!senses are tingling.]

It's okay to be not entirely fine with this. I know I was completely freaked out when I first got here. If some of my friends hadn't already been here, I think I would've lost it.

Quick question--ever heard of Brian Slade?

[As well they should be.]

So...sometimes people run into people that they know? Normally? Back home?

[It isn't exactly the tone of someone who's hopeful.]

No?

[Is that a good thing or a bad thing? Ambiguity: Curt has it.]

Happens all the time! ...Not all the time, but it definitely happens. Is there someone you're trying to not run in to?

Someone who goes by that very name. Not that it's a big deal, or anything. But there's not anyone I can think of that I really want to run into.

[muttered]Which is pretty depressing, come to think.

Oh. Wow.

[with some forced cheer] Look at it this way, though! You have a whole crazy-alternate-dimension's worth of people to meet, and odds're good you'll find at least a few people here you won't mind running into.

[He tries to shake off the dark mood.] Point is, I needed a fresh start and I guess this is as fresh as they come. And I like meeting new people.

Then you're definitely in the right place. The City's not nearly as bad as some people say it is. [pause] I mean, some of the curses can be rough, but every place has a downside.

Just how bad do they get?

On a scale of one to ten?

[She gives this some thought, popping lasagna into the small oven.]

I don't know. I've heard of some pretty awful ones--zombies, things like that--but I've only been here for... sevens, at the very worst.

I guess sevens are something you can learn to live with. I think I've had a couple nines, and that was without anything supernatural involved.

[He fidgets with his pockets.]

Can I smoke in here or do I have to got outside?

Ouch. Home's pretty interesting, huh?

Oh, it's okay to smoke in here. Just not by the sheep.

[There are now five sheep in the room. Where the other three came from is anyone's guess.]

I've just had some bad times. Some of them my own damn fault.

[And some of them not, but this doesn't feel like the time to introduce electroshock treatment into the conversation. He fumbles for a cigarette and lights it.]

Uh, what's up with all the sheep, anyway?

[Curt stares warily at the sheep and backs away. Which is totally just because he's listening to Penny, not because he's intimidated by livestock.]

I hope things'll be better for you here, then.

[The sheep seem to sense Cut's wariness, as their collective attention is focused on him. ~~Don't run or they'll attack!~~]

Those? It's kind of a long story. Don't worry about them, though... I've been meaning to find a new home for them, so they'll be out of your hair soon. Sheep aren't exactly house-pet material, and Freckles and I already have a dog and a duck between us.

Who's Freckles? Do you live here all the time? [With your sheep? he mentally adds on.]

She's my roommate. She--I mean, we don't live here. We have an apartment. Doris and the sheep usually stay there when the Center's busy, but Tiger--that's Freckles' dog--spooks the sheep pretty badly.

[Ah, rambling.]

When you move out? Look for a roommate. The ticking--I don't know if you can hear it right now--gets really loud if you're alone.

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