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Viola ([personal profile] out_of_my_part) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2011-08-07 08:07 pm

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[A moment ago . . . ]

There is a young woman standing on the shore of the lake.

She wears a long dress, well but simply made, and of a style that could belong to a dozen times . . . or no time at all.

Both the dress and the woman's hair are wet.

She turns slowly, in a full circle, looking all around her.

"What country, friends, is this?"

Would anyone like to let her know it's not Illyria?
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[personal profile] theunsmiling 2011-08-09 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Chance," says Michael. "Magic."

She doesn't smile.

"An ill wind that blows no good. Sometimes all three at once."
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[personal profile] theunsmiling 2011-08-09 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Your damp attire would make it seem so, as would your emergence from the lake."

Michael's mouth twists wryly. Again.

"And in the absence of a door, magic seems a fair option."
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[personal profile] theunsmiling 2011-08-09 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
"This is no sleight of hand, lady," Michael says.

"Nor is it trickery done with mirrors and doves."

Mirrors and rats maybe.

If you squint. And are determined to believe all of Milliways a delusion.
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[personal profile] theunsmiling 2011-08-09 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
"More than one, mayhap, considering the depth."

She doesn't laugh.
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[personal profile] theunsmiling 2011-08-09 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Your dreams will be richer for it, then, will they not?"

Bright green and piercing, her gaze remains fixed on Viola.

"Some might count that a fortune, indeed."
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[personal profile] theunsmiling 2011-08-09 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
"How about both?" Michael says, arching an eyebrow.

"Bar, if you would be so kind."

Hopefully Viola does not mind trousers.