"Uhh..." the naked woman groaned, sitting up as rain continued to pour onto her form, her head throbbing, vision blurred, not entirely sure what was going on "Gah... uh... my head..."<br/><br/>Reaching out around her, water nipping at her toes as much as her naughty bits, and she found an edge, pulled herself to it, up and... over, falling back-first onto the waterlogged cobblestone ground, winding her briefly.  There was a couple of distinct clinks as she hit the ground too, her spine not really hurting too badly, nor her left leg or right arm.  Huh... clockwork parts huh?  She knew those things weren't cheap, not at all...<br/><br/>...she wasn't sure<em>why</em>she knew that... come to think of it... she couldn't think much at all, or remember... anything?  ANYTHING!  Her head was killing her and... who the hell is 'her,' 'she'?  Sitting up in the rain, her long hair clinging to her naked form, across her back and her large, dark-nippled breasts clad in tanned skin.  Vision was clearing up, she saw her leg - clockwork - glanced at her arm - again clockwork - and feeling her back... reinforced clockwork spine?  Well, that was something... side of her head... tesla neural stimulators?  Well... maybe those were interfering with her brain?  She couldn't recall that ever happening but... well... it was possible, she figured, since as it stood she didn't recall much of anything besides some random facts here and there.<br/><br/>Standing - her legs were a tad weak, but not due to lack of strength at all - she rested against the brick wall, feeling the noise coming through the wall, voices... finding people - and help - was probably a good idea.  Glancing down, she saw some tossed-out hairsticks, picked them up, and then did her long hair up tightly, for the moment.  Walking carefully, quietly, she made her way down the alley towards the sounds, figuring it was a door she was heading towards with her mixture of clockwork and flesh upon her tired body, glancing around carefully, making sure she wasn't spotted.<br/><br/>When the coast was clear, it was to the doorway she'd go, trying to get inside.  'The Red Maid'... she felt like the look of this place was... vaguely familiar...