[center][color=ed1c24][b][h2]—Andromeda Hardt—[/h2][/b][/color][img]https://i.imgur.com/gsHM0q1.png[/img][/center] Well, he had to be one of those types, haven’t he. [color=ed1c24]"How would I know? Anyway, it wouldn’t kill you to be a little kinder, would it?"[/color] Andromeda said as she looked at the obviously younger boy trying to talk her down to cover his own panic attack. [color=ed1c24]"I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one who got the gist of what’s happening here. Maybe we should, I don’t know… Introduce ourselves first? At least then, you wouldn’t be yelling at a total stranger for no reason at all. Right, Detroit? Actually why don’t we do a quick memory check while we are at it, just be sure we are on the same page,"[/color] Andromeda said while looking at the guy dressed, and acting, like a street performer. She didn’t think Detroit Boy would need more confirmation that they weren’t on Earth anymore. For the love of God, there were all kinds of fantasy creatures walking down the street. What else did he need to know? [color=ed1c24]"I suppose I’ll go first, then."[/color] [color=ed1c24]"I’m Andromeda. The last thing I remember before literally blinking into this world is crossing a street on my way to deliver a revised draft of my Master’s application. What about the rest of you?"[/color] she introduced herself while taking the liberty to find anywhere nearby where she could sit. It looked like they were going to stay here for a while after all.