..you have an odd vibe about you.
[They smile, extending a hand to shake.]
We’ve not formally met yet. Libuše El-Khoury at your service.
[The strange looking woman before them, the same one who'd brought Artie back to the school after... whatever happened to cause him to lose his leg, offered them a jagged toothed smile as a greeting. She seems to have recovered well enough from the strain on her body a day or so prior, enough to be found wandering the school, though her pretty blue eyes betrayed her exhaustion.]
I get that quite a lot! Call me Pearl, I am so sorry I could not greet you sooner!
[Her hand met theirs, her veins, sinew, and bones revealing themselves through her somehow translucent skin as she gave them a stiff handshake. She looked more like something you’d find floating in a jar of formaldehyde than something living, yet blood still clearly, VISIBLY, still pumped through her.]
Is Artie alright? Are you alright? The worry has really been getting to me about this whole situation, I try to keep my distance just so nothing one is freaked out by this—
[She gestures to herself]
Believe me, I find it unsettling too— everyone is alive though, right?
