“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Marie! Nice to meet a fellow assistant!”

Winnie
wasn’t too sure what a ‘Fourth Wall Repairman’ was, but she just
brushed it off and reached out to give a handshake. Well, she would’ve,
if if wasn’t for thee aforementioned noises.

“Uh… not too often, at least.”

Marie gulped.

“…Well, hopefully it’ll just pass, and–”

CLANGCLANGCLANGCLANG

“ACK!” she cried out, leaping into Winnie’s arms. She had precious little in her hammerspace, and she doubted her bow would protect her. She looked down at the floor, anticipating whatever this approaching thing was.

Meanwhile, the Repairman was dangling hundreds of feet in the air on a pair of large horseshoe magnets. He looked up at the stretch of pipe he still had to climb.

“…stupid, stupid,” he muttered, sweating. “…Tell her to go over there…in a strange lab…might as well HAND her to these guys…”

He redoubled his efforts, determined to get to Marie before any scalpel does.

“It’s not real.” ((Songbird))

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Songbird shook her head, it HAD to be real! She could FEEL the strong warmth of the sun. The humongous, tall, vibrant green trees, she saw swaying in the distance. She heard the distant call of her people in those trees. Sunflowers bent toward the sun let off a unique fragrance. The wide open blue sky looked to inviting. Free and home. “W-w-wan-nt to g-g-go…” She said, not taking her eyes off the scene before her. She chirped a few times and started walking further into the illusion.

Meanwhile, the Repairman only saw this bird-woman in a cage, her having the expression of a character who’s checked out. By the looks of her and the cage around her, he couldn’t exactly blame her.

Still, he was around; he should try something so she can get out.

“Look, whatever you’re seeing…  it still isn’t real. Now, I could try to get you out, but I need you to snap out of it…”