[h2][color=mediumspringgreen]Lenora Puglisevic[/color][/h2]
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Lenora looked sideways at the red barrier and reached out a hand to tap at it.  She didn't actually touch it, instead hovering her hand nervously over the surface.  After a moment, she decided that if she was in for the penny, she might as well be in for the pound.  If she had come this far - following the video instructions, volunteering in the cafeteria, sitting in the stasis chair - then there was no advantage in baulking at a weird mental portal room.  So, she squared her shoulders and walked through the wall and into the red city beyond.

The blonde stumbled as she walked through, as her centre of gravity changed from one step to the next.  She was about the same height in both forms, but her real-world form was much bulkier.  In the dream-world, she was all long gangly limbs, uncomfortably spider-like in her layered grey poly-urethane costume.  There was also the imbalance created by her one skeletal, over-long metal arm.  Lenora was normally more comfortable in her own flesh and metal than this, though.  As soon as she entered Zone 1, she was aware of the malfunctions.

Her senses were duller than they were supposed to be - though still much better than in the waking world.  The static was a problem, though.  Her copper eye was not displaying correctly, throwing static across her field of vision.  She really wished she had an eyelid on that side so that she could close it and concentrate on her silver eye.

She was tapping at the eye in question when the bird-woman asked if anyone wanted to go exploring.  Maybe there was something stuck in the socket, shorting out the electrical signals?  Static vision really distracting.

"I think exploring will be a good use for my time," she said, nodding sharply at the Zone 2er.  She started jogging into the city, holding her long arm folded in front of her chest so that the swinging didn't throw off her balance as she ran.  "I would like to get a closer look at some of the Denizens," she called. 

Putting action to her words, the cyborg jogged off between two buildings, one a long low warehouse looking structure and the other a multi-story building, like a small office building.  Nora didn't spare any thoughts for things like "property damage" or "trespassing."  They had never really been issues in her home Zone, and she didn't plan to let them become such here.  So, she didn't hesitate before ripping one of the big red metal doors off its hinges with her long arm and skittering in after tossing it to the side.

Perhaps she should have hesitated.  The sight before her was just bizarre, even by the standards of how this day had been going so far.  There was a huge, high ceilinged room immediately inside the door she had violated.  The room was populated by at least a dozen denizens - their smoky outlines made them kind of hard to count - and one of the burning red aggressors.  The dark, smoky forms were gathered around the larger one, which was on the ground and not moving.  And as she watched, fascinated, one of them ripped a chunk of meat away from a gaping wound across the aggressor's abdomen and... ate it?  It was kind of hard to tell, with their foggy outlines.   Two more of the denizens ripped chunks off, one tearing a long strip from one of the aggressor's arms while the other one dug both hands into the abdominal wound.  They were definately eating it.

Fascinated, she moved closer.  She was dying to know what an aggressor's innards looked like.