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milliways_bar2005-08-22 07:36 pm
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Waitress!
Helen comes down the stairs, black kitten in a small basket on her arm. The Bar presents her with a dusty tray. "Yes, I know. It's been far too long. Sorry." She wipes her tray down and perches at the bar. Waitress on duty!
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Her silver shoes clink softly as she walks up and stands, fingering the shaft of her sceptre.
"Greetings. What kingdom have I entered?" she asked. "Who rules here?" She looked around, suddenly wary. "I pray this is not one of the Gnome King's tricks." She frowns. "The last was worrisome enough.."
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"It is a pleasure to meet you, Helen of Milliways." She inclines her head slightly, and the air around her shines with glittering specks of fairy magic.
"Milliways. What a fascinating name for a kingdom, if it does sound strange to my ears." Her eyes open a fraction wider, and she looks around with interest.
"Dorothy once told me of Restaurants..is this Kansas then? She claps her hands with glee.
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Ozma puts a finger to her chin, considering. "Do you have any Munchkin Blue?"
She shifts her scepter to one arm. "How did you come to this kingd..resturant, Helen of Milliways?"
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"I was looking through my Magic Picture, which shows any place the viewer desires, when it showed me this image." She waved one slim hand. "Then I felt a strange sensation and a glow, like a spell Mombi once cast to.." she breaks off suddenly, then takes a deeper sip of the drink. "Ah..lovely. And then I found myself here."
She let out a soft gasp, spying the kitten in the basket on the woman's arm. "Oh, I am so sorry to have ignored you," she said to the kitten. "Please excuse my rudeness, kind kitten, I did not see you." she said, seriously. "I have only seen two cats in my life, and one of them is made of glass, while the other is white as snow. What is your name, O Cat?"
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"That explains why the reversal failed." she said, then reached out to pat the kitten on the head. "I am not in fairy land then. Truely this IS a strange place, where the animals cannot speak." She looked quizically at Helen. "Would your friend not appreciate the liberation of his silent companion?"
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