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[Devi D peers into her device, purple colored eyebrows arched in interest like she could see through everyone's screen the same as they could see her, short and undershaved hair coifed and curled.]

I think it's time I said hello, City of Sin. Been a good number of years, our dear Magistrates, dear Chosen and I'd love to see a sound off of who's still keeping eyes on all the churning gears of the society here.
[Her smile is coy as she continues, but her tone is light and theatrical, ever the showman.]

Magistrates! I don't suppose I could dare you out of your holes for some kind of conversation? I would love to see who we've got in the hot seat this round. I am open to discretion too, if that's something you're interested in - I am willing to come to you. Willing to knock on doors even, if none of you feel like piping up in public. Not a very strong first image though, I would say.

By the way, impact will be opening in a few months - if anyone is interested in commissions, my portfolio seems to have survived. I would be happy to show you. [She wiggles her fingers at the screen before it cuts off.

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Devi spent very little time at her actual house over on Petunia Avenue, preferring to work out her studio at Impact, where she can be seen through the window cleaning up and hanging what art survived the shifts of time. When she wasn't there, she was down at any number of coffee shops and restaurants, sketching things out in a leather bound book.

She also found time to go visit the Coliseum during a set of matches, curious as to who else would be fighting and keeping a specific eye out for Bardock. Set up with a ridiculously large box of popcorn and a big cup, Devi reclines in the seats, ankles crossed and set up on the back of the seat in front of her.

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[ The room was mostly dark when the video starts, a yawn can be heard as a window is opened. A quick shot of the outside looks like, from the way the Magistrate was holding his phone, was Liam's business sign. He was in an apartment across the street in Leisurebrook.

Aiden looked tired as always, his shoulder-length brown hair was static-y. Wearing a black tee shirt at least as he flopped back in a chair near the window, just the bare wall behind him visible but the sun at least lit him up. ]

Sorry to do this privately, I got some major bedhead and no coffee in me yet. But what's up, dude? How can I help you?

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Can't let the people see you as less than put together? [She was amused.]

You're the one that threw the party, aren't you. The Magistrate of Sloth?

Can't greet the people at least until I brush my teeth or shower, them's the rules.

[ That got a tired grin out of him. ] Guilty as charged on both accounts. Wanted to see the people that came in, but trying to keep a low profile. Didn't figure the Duchess would give my name out, so I guess it's a moot point.

Mm, but you're a magistrate now. Low Profiles aren't something really within your grasp. Not without it causing a scene, anyway.

[It was said good naturedly. Who would cause that scene? Her, of course. But only if needed.]

Were you here before? Raised up outta the ranks? Or are you as fresh as some of the Chosen here?

It was worth a shot, though. Do you blame me? People are gonna gun for my head like I'm Frankenstein's monster.

[ He shifted in the chair, pulling a knee up to rest his arm on. He had a feeling this chosen would be fun, she clearly said what she thought. And that was refreshing. ]

Nah, I was pulled in not too long before you lot. I don't remember a lot of it, so I'm not helpful there, but to answer your question, no. I was from another world, but one like this one in a way.

Not unless you give them a reason to, Mr. Magistrate man.

But ooooh isn't that interesting. When you say you don't remember a lot of it - are you talking about arriving here with powers and authority, or do you mean you don't remember a lot of your own world?

I aim not too, I want to help, even if it seems pointless from what I've heard of my predecessors.

[ Raking a hand through his messy hair, he shrugged his shoulders, dropping his arm again.]

I mean, arriving with power, I was chilling on the beach sun napping. That's the last clear memory before being here with the others. I remember everything about my home and my family.

[ If he was lying, he was damned convincing of it. ]

Really. [The word was half hummed with her interest.]

You're not carrying any moniker either? No 'Fool', no 'Hermit', just.. [She smiles sweetly. He hadn't given his name yet.]

Devi! You knock on my door and you'll be given cake.

[That's not a threat it's a promise, she will get cake. But look, he's happy to see her.]

Alex! Well look at you. Glad to see you've made your way back here - where is your door anyway, cake or not?

[She liked knowing.]

Can't keep me away... or something. This place clearly has a thing going on for people back here.

St John's, 3rd floor apartment number 1, door is always open to you. Unless I'm not there.

I can't help but feel like you're asking for a visitor. [She thought it was endearing, either way, and smiles openly about it all.]

I'm technically over on Petunia Avenue out by the treeline but who knows if I'll stay there. I've got enough space in my studio if I want to use it like that.

Well... [He's laughing, even if he wasn't he's quite open to her visiting.]

Oh, you've got a gallery again too?

Survived the resuscitation, apparently. Which I'm glad for, I pulled that thing up outta disuse and it was a lotta work. Still gotta clean up, but it's there, it's standing and it's still water tight. Just some dust to clean up and paints to replace and I'll be back to work.

[She's Missed Work. It's been a while since she's had access to something that wasn't homemade.]

Well I'm gonna need an invite to the reopening because I want to see what new things you've done. And if you need help cleaning, I can drop by for a bit if you need that too.

That depends on what exactly you'd like to talk about. Doing it in public doesn't bother me, or you can join me for lunch if you're more the one on one type.

Oh you know. This and that. Gossip about the power structure and all you new and pretty faces.

Likely better done one on one, but that's just because I like to see people.

I should have guessed. I'll have Aideen add another plate setting.

[ Sends her his location. ]

See you soon.

I'll be there with my bells on.

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Devi doesn't bother dressing up or down; her big black boots, paint assulted black cargo pants and the colorful tanktop she wore under a very 90's grunge mesh shirt that hooked over her thumbs and hid out under her long beaten trench coat, would be more than acceptable. She wasn't one to put on airs for anyone and presenting as anything but herself would be dishonest in a way that didn't serve her right now.

But she shows up and looks around until she spots him, smiling full painted lips as she strides over and drops herself into the seat across the table.

"Thank you for the invitation."

Baren is typically dressed in full business suit attire, especially during the day-to-day grind of being the Magistrate for the Red Lantern District. Today, he's without the jacket, at least, with no tie and his white shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

He enters from the other side of the door when alerted that his guest has arrived.

"Thank you for accepting," Baren replies with a friendly smile as Aideen leans in to whisper something in his ear. He nods. "It seems lunch is still a few minutes out, but we can start with any of the this or that you came to ask me."

He was attractive, though no part of Devi's anything would recognize or acknowledge it. Her head tilts to one side as she looks him over, the assistant, the setting, and takes her guess as to what his sin might be.

"Well for the sake of manners -" Since they're starting that way, might as well make a good impression and see what a little honey could get her. "- Perhaps we can start with names? I imagine you already know mine, but." She flourishes a hand, bowing her head fractionally. "Devi D."

Not at anyone's service, thank you very much.

A little honey would get her a long way, that much goes for a number of people, and also Magistrates, too. That was how people worked. At least that's how it has worked with all the people Baren has met. Well, most of them anyway.

"A pleasure, Ms. D," he replies, giving her hand a double shake before releasing it. "I'm Baren Everett, or professionally, Magistrate of the Red Lantern District."

He gestures for them to sit and gives her a handsome smile. "But you're not a resident here, are you?"

Some people begged to be needled more than a little and some were just fun to rile up. That's what made Devi such a pain in the ass for councils and other gathered groups of power, and she was long past apologizing for that.

Her grip is firm but not tight and she takes her seat with a smile at his question.

"I am not, no. Housed in the Coliseum district right now, but I would argue that aren't we all residents of the City? Such kinda segregation doesn't foster community, in my opinion, though I understand why that might be necessary for the books as it were. A pleasure to meet you Baren Everett - No moniker? Are you aware of who ran your district previously?"

The Saiyan is eyeing the small fry they call "competition" here.

When Bardock's scouter went off, ki levels determined to be puny, the Saiyan couldn't help but have a hint of disappointment on his face. Bardock stretched his legs back and forth, cracking his fist in anticipation "Well if this is what this pl- "DEVI?!"

He noted the lady in the audience watching him from a distance and his face changed to one of shock and then amusement "I guess she never lets up on a promise, then."

Bardock steps up in the arena "Well let's get this over with."

Of course Bardock wouldn't turn down a good challenge even if it was against a weak opponent. He'd never let himself get as cocky as Prince Vegeta after all.

"Both of you step up" as the announcer told the two to step up to the ever-changing settings and fighting areas.

Bardock made his way up to the first podium and got in a defensive position "Show me what you can do."

The small creature was in fact some sort of small demon. "Don't get so cocky, stranger."

Bardock didn't answer and was already gunning to disappear, kicking the small fry in the air, and making shiskabob out of the creature. The Saiyan knew better not to play around.

The demon couldn't keep up as it got kicked to the air and tried to slash the Saiyan head-on but hit nothing. The Saiyan had threw the creature up and followed suit with some ki blasts and the demon exploded leaving nothing but ashes.

The Saiyan muttered "Wow, that was a disappointing fight."

Devi, please be careful.

[ She realizes that may be asking too much. ]

Where's the fun in that? I'm not starting anything Mom, I swear. Just having some friendly conversations.

[Which meant Kate was still 100% right to warn her, ever the vigilant worrywart.]

As long as the conversations stay friendly, Devi.

[ She says as though she has any real influence on Devi. ]

I remember what happened the last time people acted out.

[ CONSTANT VIGILANCE! ]

First rounds always do. We're in the honeymoon period!

There's always a Scale Up to all that, don't worry. My interest is in making sure the place succeeds, whatever that might look like this time around. War isn't good for anyone, not even business here.

And in making sure I get some of your baking, so- [I N V E S T E D.]

Okay, Devi.

[ She's not going to voice any more of her opinions. It doesn't matter anyway. Devi is going to Devi. Kate is just going to keep her quiet concerns to herself. That's all. ]

Don't worry, you will. I intend to have a grand reopening and I hope to see you there.

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