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[Sonia Nevermind]

Margaery, what an interesting name. Sonia liked it, it tasted like power on her lips. Heaven knows she knew about that. She bowed her head as best as this new, awkward body would allow. "It is a pleasure, Margaery. I am Sonia Nevermind, Princess of Novoselic." Sonia noted that she had attracted quite the crowd, and she hoped in her heart that they were not about to betray her, but her eyes still scanned for quick ways to escape should this go south without her even thinking. Perhaps she had picked up this skill from living on Jabberwock Island, her life constantly in danger. God, she thought to herself, what that game had done to her.

Next, she turned back to Bast. She appreciated his calm nature. "I would like that a lot, if you were willing to have me. I promise I will pull my weight until I have located my friends." Sonia would find her friends, but not at the cost of their kindness. She had to find a way to repay them. "And when I return to my human body, if there is anything I can do to help any of you, I have many resources at my disposal. I would be more than willing to give back the kind that you have extended to me."

"Suiteheart, may I ask just a few more questions? I have heard of many groups in my lifetime, but I have not ever heard of these Ascendants or the Typhoon. Would you please lend me your knowledge on the subject? I would be very grateful for the help." Sonia felt embarrassed having to admit that, despite it being her duty to know any and all large groups in the world, she could not seem to recall these two. However, Suiteheart was the first of this small collection of animals to show her kindness, and she trusted her the most at the moment. She hoped with all her heart that they would not judge her for her ignorance.