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Andromache strides boldly through the door with Tuah in tow, “Everyone!” she announces, “This is Tuah.” And then she pauses because Nile, sitting artfully on the stairs, is the only one in the room.
“Nile, where is everyone?”
Outside, as Nile replies, there’s a faint “hup!” sound like someone doing a 10 ft vertical leap and then swinging over the balcony railings. Nile says, “Joe’s out on the -”
Joe interrupts by coming in from the balcony with a handsome woman carrying a motorcycle helmet under her arm. Quickly, before the shock of her arrival can set in, Joe says, “Everyone, this is Fatima, she’s a mathematician I met in Istanbul who’s just like us, but,” He registers Tuah’s presence and trails off with, “but she asked me to keep it secret..” A moment of pause. “Who are you?” He asks Tuah curiously.
Before Tuah can answer, there’s a creeeeeeeek of rusty hinges, and Nicky opens the hidden trapdoor in the floor that leads to the ancient alchemical laboratory. The heavy solid metal of the door hits the floor with a SLAM, splintering the hardwood – everyone jumps, and Nile leaps to her feet. Nicky clambers awkwardly out, turning back to help his companion out of the floor. The newcomer is short, stunningly gorgeous, and he’s wearing a lab coat. There’s the sound of a helicopter flying low overhead outside, so Nicky raises his voice to be heard as he shouts, “EVERYONE, THIS IS PAX.”
There’s a thump on the other balcony and the sound of the helicopter dies down as it rapidly departs. Booker opens the French double doors and slumps dejectedly in with a hot red-headed lesbian with a shaved head. “Guys, this is Scáthach, I met..” he trails off. Eyes move around the room, everyone taking in all the surprise of all the others. Fingers start pointing as the new-old immortals all seem to recognize one another and be startled at the others presence.
Nile asks, bewildered, “How many more of us are there?” Everyone in the room has been in her dreams, but only in the background, and she wonders if everyone she’s ever dreamed about is immortal. Her thoughts are cut off as, just a beat after she finishes speaking, a searing pain cuts across her forearm. “AH!” She clutches at it, staring as a weird pattern she’s never seen before seems to float up to the surface of her skin. “What?-” she touches it with her hand and there’s a BANG! and a cloud of smoke, like a grenade just went off next to her. She reels back, everyone in the room coughing, and when the smoke clears Discord is standing in front of Nile looking bewildered. Discord is wrapped up in a towel like she’s just gotten out of the bath, her hair still wet. She’s holding a rubber ducky.
“When the first and the last had a connection, I didn’t expect..”
Tuah breaks in, “I saw this in a book, the first and last immortal have a special connection that allows them to teleport to the other in times of need.”
“The last immortal?” Nile.
“Discord.” Andy growls.
“Discord?” ask many of the other immortals in the room, in varying stages on the confusion to anger spectrum.
Andy grabs her axe from where it’s been leaning against the wall in the hallway. “Get her.”
Discord ensues as the immortals pile in.