Second Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

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Tony had his popcorn and pop and was settled into the couch in the second floor common room. Tonight's episode had Raymond Dark facing off with a mummy he'd defeated but not destroyed in 1938. It seems the Nazis had put the mummy in storage under protective glyphs, but it had been sold to a collector who, of course, had to go and pop the coffin open to see what was inside.

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[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Like zombie?" Those she knew of, at least!

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"Yeah, kind of," Tony said. "Zombies are more like, recently dead. Mummies are old kings who died three thousand years ago. They'd do stuff to the body so it wouldn't decay and then wrap them in bandages to keep everything together."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"These is real, then? Like vampires?" She wondered how Derian's people, with their reverence for ancestors, would feel about this.

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"Sorta?" Tony said. "They're not really like that," he said, waving at the TV. "But mummies are a real thing and I know of at least one that's come back from the dead."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Ah," she nodded, studying the screen for a few moments. "You meet a lot of things that is thought to be just stories." The same, she realized, could also be said for her.

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"I guess I do," Tony said. "Like a girl raised by wolves?" he asked, smiling.

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She snorted. "No story here. All truth."

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"That's my point," Tony said. "So who are you today?" he asked, teasing. "Blysse, Tamara or Firekeeper?"

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

She frowned. "Tamara die long ago," she told him.

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"Sorry," Tony said, guiltily. "I just meant - well, you were a cute kid."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"I not remember being such," she admitted. "I had dreams, but these was always gone upon waking. Then I meet one who say these is not dreams, but memories."