Matilda Meets Milliways

[precocioustilda.livejournal.com]

[OOC: It's my first time at Milliways. Standard disclaimers, nervous wibbling, etc. all apply. Especially the wibbling.]

The door opens and in walks Matilda. The book she's holding in both hands and reading intently* probably explains why she exhibits no surprise; it's not likely that she'll even notice she's no longer in her and Miss Honey's new house until she bumps into someone. Feel free to be bumped into.

*A nameless translation of Beowulf obtained from the house library.

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[fairest1.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Welcome! And don't worry, we won't bite.]

Snow does not mind being bumped into and smiles comfortingly at the young girl.

"Welcome to Milliways."

[precocioustilda.livejournal.com]

[Thanks! :)]

Matilda looks up.
Looks around.
Blinks a few times.

"Er, hello. ...Milliways?"

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

"The restaurant at the end of the universe. I suppose the easiest way to say it is that where you were isn't anywhere near where you are."

[precocioustilda.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Well, that makes sense."
She looks around again and notices the observation window. The icon pretty much covers her reaction.
"I suppose that's the end of the universe, then." There really isn't any need to point, so she doesn't.

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

Snow is rather impressed and shows it.

"Very astute of you. It's surprising how few catch on to that right away."

[precocioustilda.livejournal.com]

"Well. Restaurant at the end of the universe. Lots of explosions outside. It's only logical." She may be blushing. It's hard to tell behind the smile.

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

"They tend to find their arrival disconcerting enough that it takes some time before they make the connection. Some don't even notice the window until it's pointed out to them."

[precocioustilda.livejournal.com]

"Oh." She looks interested. "Lots of people come here without wanting to, then?"

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

"The vast majority don't intend to on their first visit, but there's a good success rate for those who wish to return managing it after they leave."

[lethe-forgets.livejournal.com]

Lethe peers curiously over the cover of her own copy of Green Eggs and Ham as her chair is jolted slightly. She doesn't see children very often, but they are usually the nicest to her.

"H-hello there," she tilts her head and smiles shyly. "What are you reading?"

[precocioustilda.livejournal.com]

"Beowulf. It's really old." A smile. "The hero can swim across the ocean carrying thirty sets of chainmail. It's so silly!"

[OOC: Thanks. *waves back*]

[lethe-forgets.livejournal.com]

"Heroes tend to do all sorts of silly things." A quick glance at the writing inside and Lethe is already reeling - such big words. "Y-you must be very smart to read such things. I am just starting."

She blushes sheepishly for a moment before blinking. "Oh! I almost forgot - I am Lethe. What is your name?"

[precocioustilda.livejournal.com]

"I'm Matilda Wormwood. Pleased to meet you, Lethe."

She blushes at the compliment. "It's nothing really. I've been reading for a long time. It gets easy after awhile."

[lethe-forgets.livejournal.com]

"I think that it certainly is something - being able to understand such complicated things," Lethe grins, tugging absently on a curl. "- though I do hope it will get easier."

Lethe watches her for a moment, eyes shifting to a curious shade of blue. "Have you been here before, Miss Matilda?"

[precocioustilda.livejournal.com]

"Oh, it will. Everything does."

"No, never. It's nice though. The end of the universe is kind of pretty."

[lethe-forgets.livejournal.com]

"Oh! Then welcome as well," she replies, leaning forward slightly. "I only arrived here a short while ago and it is rather lovely."

"Would you like something to eat?"

[precocioustilda.livejournal.com]

"Thanks! Yes please, some food would be lovely." Pause. "What sorts of things do they serve here?"

[that-valentine.livejournal.com]

(OOC: fangirls madly at her.)

A slightly scruffy blond in doublet and hose double-takes at the tiny child wandering so composedly alone. He gets down on one knee, to be closer to her level.

"Good day to thee, little lady. Art thou lost?"

[precocioustilda.livejournal.com]

[OOC: ^_^]

"No, I think I'm found." She smiles at the stranger. "Good day to you, too. I'm Matilda. What's your name?"

[that-valentine.livejournal.com]

"Valentine di Verona. Art thou here alone, then, or is thy guardian with thee?" He smiles back. She really is very sweet.

[precocioustilda.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I'm here alone. Miss Honey is still back in our house. Unless she's come through the door while I was busy talking to people." She looks around. "No, she isn't here."

[that-valentine.livejournal.com]

"Oh dear." He looks worried. "I am not certain that this is a porper place for a child to be unguardianed."

(OOC: chauvanistic shakespearean ageist snob. . .)

[precocioustilda.livejournal.com]

"Why not? Everyone's nice, and the magic bar gave me fried pancakes." See this? This is her ^_^ face.

[that-valentine.livejournal.com]

He nods. "As thou sayest. What brought thee to Milliways?"

[precocioustilda.livejournal.com]

"I was wandering around the house reading Beowulf. Then I bumped into a nice lady who has a library, and I was here."