video;

[shifting]

[there's a frazzled shapeshifter on your screens today, imPorts. He rubs a hand against his mouth and the scruff of his chin awkwardly, like he's going to make an effort to collect his thoughts - then promptly throws that plan out the window.]

Hey, uh. Sorta a specific question, but has anyone ever... lost track of a day and shown up at the Porter? With somethin' changed? Is that just - somethin' that happens on top of all the other weird shit this place does to a person?

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[hisheartsdesire]

That would be delightful! That is, if you don't mind that my place is Dorian's as well. How do you get on with him?

[He knows a ton of people who can't abide Dorian, after all.]

[shifting]

...Our first conversation didn't go great. But I can't say I've even talked to him since then.

[hisheartsdesire]

Right. I suspected as much. Still, the invitation stands.