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located in Drulovic's House, a part of The Multiverse, one of the many universes on RPG.

Drulovic's House

A brownstone on the corner of Luna and Liber, the home is decidedly modest compared to its neighbors. It boasts well-tended azalea bushes beside the three stairs leading to the wooden door with a bronze, old-fashioned knocker. There is no doorbell. Inside, there is a welcome mat and a series of black and white photographs on the walls, interrupted only by one color picture. In the main entryway, there are stairs leading upstairs, a dining room to the left, and a living room to the right. Each are full of antique furniture and decorations. In the living room, there is an enormous icon of Christ crucified, a piano, and an old couch.

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There was a wavering susurrous through Ari's mind that she managed to pick through to find anything of relevance. Her right eye flickered momentarily, and there was the faintest look of surprise across her features that somehow conveyed unspoken profanity in dismay. She didn't even have time to make an utterance as she attempted to recoil her mind from the offensive wave of energy the ship thrust at her to force her out.

She was strong--but perhaps not as strong as a Reverence. Not only did the psionic dampeners succeed in repelling her, but the moment they struck her, her head began to throb. Her jaw set and her fingers tightened on the back of her chair as she fought back any other indication of the agony she was suddenly subject to. It was through sheer force of will that she refrained from screaming, clutching her head, then vomiting.

She had a choice to make. Perhaps several. This...was not her strong suite. She was better when circumstances were narrow and there was only one choice to make. In this case, there were several, and they were not all based entirely on good, sound, objective logic. Some were based on raw desire. For instance, she craved nothing more than to tear George apart, atom by atom...

In the end, she found that the wisest course of action was monitor the nuke-bearing Reverence above, and ensure her own--and Arianne's--survival. This was what she had been charged with, and why she had come along, after all. She needn't let her intense need to destroy George get in the way.

She drew in a slow breath and began to establish her field.