[center][h3]Peacock[/h3][i]In today's thrilling installment, introductions are made, the call to action is heard and there's also a cat! Starring [@Nerevarine] as the mysterious[/i] Heilong Yu[i] and featuring equally mysterious figures in black played by [@CorpusMundus]! Action![/i][/center]

 Peacock listened to Heilong Yu, or, rather, felt her thoughts press down on her own brain, and decided that the whole experience of hearing what somebody was thinking was neat enough to not worry about for the time being. [i]Telepathy[/i] was undeniably awesome, just like the sort of thing you'd see in a cartoon, and it sounded like she didn't like slavers either. Like two peas in a pod, except the pod is an unknown land, the two peas aren't particularly alike and the food metaphor was beginning to make Peacock's stomach rumble.

 "[color=fff200]Hear... hear what?[/color]"

 The young girl followed along behind Heilong Yu, joining her at the hole in the wall that passed for a window. Raising an arm up so that the string of eyes attached to them could see, Peacock made a thoughtful, if rather exaggerated, [i]hmmmmm[/i] sound. The strangers, dressed in black, stood out just as much as Heilong Yu did, except their style of dress was more authoritarian-chic compared to Heilong's. The words were considerably more interesting and, as Heilong Yu went to spruce up her outfit, Peacock just stood three, straining to  listen to the words of the Grand Confessor outside. It didn't really sound so bad.

 "[color=fff200]Some really weird folks out there, I think they're a cult or something, and- [i]yeah![/i][/color]" Peacock pulled the emergency brake on her own train of thought as Yu suggested getting out of the slum and going somewhere. At this point, anywhere would be better than here, and somewhere might at least have some popcorn and a comfortable place to sit. Without any warning, save for a slight narrowing of the eyebrows above her empty eye sockets, Peacock vaulted through the hole in the wall with a joyous, and possibly bloodcurdling, shout. A passing cat jumped, hissed, and scurried away.

 Sheepishly, Peacock turned around and peered back into the building, through the window, at Heilong Yu. The cloud of dust kicked up by her acrobactics and subsequent landing began to settle behind her. If there was anything else in the street that noticed her, or heard her, Peacock was merrily oblivious to it for the time being. As for the other senses, well, Peacock was almost certainly offensive to those too.

 "[color=fff200]Peacock. Name's Peacock! Good to meetcha, Yu.[/color]"