There was a paper mill fire yesterday, and the smoke still clings to a few bits of cloth in the room. Perhaps it's why she dreamed so much of the flames. Conflating Port Calin and Greyfalls? Not so easily explained. A voice outside says that it's about when you wanted to be up, and that oh, yes, Brass got back in not too long ago.<br/><br/>Horrible sucking chest wound, but alive and... alive. Well usually not being a word associated with Brass. Along with words like Subtle, Restrained, and a few more. Although, the way that the person on the other side is speaking, you assume that it's Rain, who somehow got convinced that Brass is in fact a harem of 422 identical men and women that Noriko keeps. One for each day of the year and two for Calibration.<br/><br/>Nobody's exactly certain how that happened, but it's assumed that drugs and drink were involved heavily. Or "Lady" Fern.