[yeahhhh. about that availability thing. thanks to the memory thing, it's a bit more. . . wavery than it used to be. but that's best saved for conversation and right now, fighting is what's going on. and right now, she's baiting one of the scorpions, its stinger flailing its way through her intangible lower half, while she flies in behind it and beheads it.

she giggles] Yeah, that's about it! We do have the Speakeasy, that's a bar, but it's running low on alcohol because the stupid aliens stranded us in the middle of nowhere and didn't bother to show up. [teasing] And you may have gotten stuck in the lamest city in the universe.