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"- this isn't the library." The girl who says those words is standing at the front door, clutching a heavy, leather-bound book to her chest. She's a pretty girl, with flowing chestnut hair, bright green eyes, and she's dressed plainly; brown skirt, brown bodice, white blouse underneath. Plainly, but the cotton of her clothes is of high quality, and her light, throaty voice is unmistakably cultured. It also, if one knows Tortall, has a Lakes region accent.

The girl is looking both confused and wary. Wary, because behind her is the City of the Gods, and goodness knows that the boys there who being trained in magic know how to pull pranks. Only...this doesn't seem like a prank.

It...it looks a tavern. Maybe. Not that she's been to one, of course, but it still...It has a tavern-ish air.

Delia of Eldorne slowly inches her way forward, still looking very confused.

[OoC: Delia has been rebooted, and is now nearly sixteen. If any characters that tag remember her from her previous run, please don't tell her. Any questions, just drop me a PM or ping me. :)]

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A red kitten pounces on her dress as a boy on his knees reaches forward and stops,

"Hell, if you do that I ain't goin' to let you wander around here. Sorry, miss."

"Oh, it's perfectly all right," she says, giving him an automatic (but no less bright) smile. "If I may, though...I seem to have been turned around somewhere?"

She's very obviously very confused.

He carefully takes Horus off her dress and stands up, nodding and blushing. She's beautiful and looks like a lady,

"That's Milliways, miss. It starts confusin' and never quite stops. I'll try and explain though might be best to sit down. Don't want anyone runnin' into you."

"Oh- Oh! Yes, that's...sensible." Fortunately, there is a table nearby, and she sits down after one-handedly spreading her skirts. The book is still being held, because books are precious and expensive and this does, after all, seem to be a tavern. No knowing what'd be on the table's surface.

Horus is put in his pocket and the kitten pokes his head out to meow as William sits down at the same table,

"Um, well, where were you before, miss? And do you have magic in your world?"

She reminds him a bit of Mary and he wants to be as proper as he can.

"The convent for the Mother Goddess, at the City of the Gods. And, yes, I do."

Your world, the boy said, as there are many.

"Right, that'll help some then. Least if anythin' can help, this place is odd and called Milliways and at the End of the Universe, miss. You get all sorts of worlds and times here and dead folk,"

Her outfit doesn't look like something a nun would wear, but she might be at school in the convent. He's aware that's something that happens sometimes.

"Could you run that by me again?"

"Yes, miss, this is Milliways. It's at the End of the Universe and it's a place where you get folks from all sorts of places,"

He gestures to the Window but doesn't look over at it.

"The End of the Universe, how does that-" her eyes move over to the Window, and she stops, turning white.

"Goddess bless."

"You don't have to look at it and the first drink's free. Can I get you somethin'? It might help,"

He wants to help as she doesn't look like she's taking it well.

"Tea," she says, closing her eyes. "Tea would be lovely."

"Yes, miss," A rat would probably her more as the ones that are around have bullet holes in them.

So he stands up, keeping a hand on Horus and goes up to the counter. After a few minutes, he returns carefully carrying a tea tray, "I hope this'll do."

"It...I'm sure it will help, thank you."

Mm. Tea.

Still, though, clutching that book to her chest.

"So, I...came here thanks to a spell?"

"I think that's the best way to explain it, miss. I don't understand magic,"

It's something that he doesn't even know how to begin figuring out. He trusts Katya and the people here to know how magic works.

"It has its rules, as I understand it, but not for the likes of me to know them."

"The likes of you, miss?"

She seems like the kind of girl who can get whatever she wants or know how to figure things out.

"Not a drop of magic to speak," she explains. "And in any case, they prefer girls who want to learn serious magic to remain with the priestesses."

"Oh well, there are folks here who seem to understand things, miss. You could ask them. We don't have any magic to speak of in my world. So you're just studyin' at the convent you mentioned?"

Delia nods. "All noble girls are sent there to study, before coming to court."

Very clever bit of policy, that, thinks the girl who paid far too much attention to the actual workings of history for her teachers' peace of mind.

"What sorts of things do you study?"

"History, accounting, dancing, etiquette, subjects like that."

"It sounds like they keep you busy."

"Very. But, I rather like being busy."

William smiles as he agrees,

"Yeah, though it's nice to have time to just sit and read every once in a while. Or go ridin' without havin' to do other stuff."