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[shelley_winters]

Shelley appears to have been shot. This is both irritating and inconvenient.

However, she will allow that despite the waiting period, the afterlife is acceptable, the company is pleasant enough, and her wardrobe is similar enough to her normal one as to cause no problems, despite the fact that it leans towards red and black - neither of which are her favourite colour. (Redheads should not wear red a lot, she feels.)

What is causing her consternation is the sudden appearance of a place she has not seen in over a year, and had almost thought she never would again.

You'd be excused for thinking she'd never been here before - let alone lived here - as she stands frozen in the doorway, staring about.


[OOC: Have gone for bedtimes. Slowtimes, as are placeholder tags, are most welcome! ♥]

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[7twistedwishes]

And she is greeted by a woman in a slinky red dress who flashes a big friendly smile. "Hello... first time here?"

No, she did not come out of nowhere, why?

[shelley_winters]

WARNING WARNING WARN- Oh wait, she does not know this lady!

(It's an ingrained suspicion of attractive people in evening dress, nothing personal.)

Shelley blinks a bit, then waves a vaguely sheepish hand. "I, um... no. No, just... a very long time. Since I was here. They have changed the..." Actually, they really haven't changed much in the decor. "...Patrons."

[7twistedwishes]

"New people arrive all the time... this is Milliways, after all." The woman offers a hand. "I am The Devil. And no, I am not here to take your soul to hell."

The way she smiles cheerily...

Creepy on itself.

[shelley_winters]

There is a pause, while Shelley's expression runs the gamut from worried to confused to a visible Oh, Milliways.

"I see!" she says brightly, and shakes hands. "You are very straightforward."

It's new!

[7twistedwishes]

She laughs softly, shaking the woman's hand "Oh, remember rule #3? 'No outside business'? One of my business is being the Lady of Lies, and here... why bother lying?"

"Now, you seem a trifle pale my dear... please me join me for a drink and perhaps dinner?" No strings attached, no.

[shelley_winters]

"That is very nice to know," Shelley says. "Although I am afraid that I have found people are not always so good about it. Therefore I will be very happy to come and have a drink with you, but I shall have to go before dinner, or Natalie will be left alone with her goblin child."

Plus, she already has thirty-four days in purgatory to get through, she doesn't particularly want to add on any more!

[7twistedwishes]

"Oh, not a problem." She nods, leading the way to the Bar and seizing a stool. "Lemon Drop Martini."

She lets Shelley order for herself, of course. "Now... from where and when, my dear? And what is your name?"

[shelley_winters]

Shelley orders a strawberry margharita - pauses to check that a drink nd not a spanish lady appears - and sits down.

"Shelley Winters," she says. "I come from England in 2005. Or possibly purgatory of some kind at the moment. It is a little unclear."

[7twistedwishes]

"I come here from Seattle, in early 2004... it is my... base of operations, on Earth." The Devil sips her drink. "So, you did die before this new entrance? You seemed so, but I was not sure."

[shelley_winters]

"Oh, quite close," Shelley says, brightening. "Yes, a little while before. I was just looking about the waiting area with Natalie when I saw the door in. How about you? Do you come here very often?"

[7twistedwishes]

"Technically... I am here all the time?" No warning, and there is a second Devil on the other stool, so Shelley is between the two. "Call us Legion: there are many of us."

"I could keep an avatar here nearly all the time, and I do."

[shelley_winters]

Meep.

Then, "Oooh."

That's actually rather neat. "That must come in handy!"

[7twistedwishes]

Both laugh softly, and speak with one completing the other's phrases. "Oh, my dear... you have no idea. We like to have fun... which is very understandable, considering our crummy job... don't you think?"

"Anyway, there is the matter of presence and omnipresence... we can be everywhere on earth, but it is quite different... from being somewhere."

[shelley_winters]

Shelley thinks about this for a moment.

"I see," she says. "Like the cuckoos."

...

I swear, it makes sense to her.

[7twistedwishes]

The Devil raises a brow then smiles.

"Yes. Exactly like that." Makes perfect sense to the Devil as well.