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There is the possibility of the Battle of the Bards tonight. (The mun isn't sure on the mix up of dates either.) So, counting that possibility, Svava is dressed for it, in a smart white blouse, green-patterned flared skirt and green slippers. If the musical showdown is tonight, there will be dancing. And she will be dancing. Life- at least here at Milliways for this moment- is good.

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"Jason's back, if you haven't heard." Svava smiles, still relieved.

"I tried a portal spell- I don't know if it worked, or if it didn't... things just got rather mixed up. But he came back in the front door, with a friend of his from his world as well."

*Snow is happy more due to the fact that Svava considers this a high point for relief than anything*

Wonderful news. Have they adjusted to the daily chaos levels yet?

"His friend, Nathaniel?" Svava bites her lip, thinking.

".. I don't quite think so. He's... a very quiet sort. Shy."

*Snow nods*

I can understand. Not everyone can handle such a situation when it's dropped upon them.

"I've seen quite a few people here on their first time." Svava nods, then shrugs.

"It's... more of how the person is, insted of where they're from, that figures how they deal with this place and the people here."

True. But an unusual background will help them adjust to the new circumstances.

"Maybe?" Svava bites her lip. "There are werewolves and other shapeshifters on Jason's world. Vampires as well. That does cover quite a few of the patrons we have here, but Nathaniel still... was very shy."

Ah. More a case of the individual, certainly. Might need to be a genuinely weird world, and not just one with certain species around.

"A world that knows of other worlds, and of other peoples, with magic and technology both.." Svava blinks, and chuckles quietly.

"Many things, for anyone to find this place normal. So, an odd world- or a child, who doesn't know to be afraid of anything yet."

*Snow nods*

Living in Fabletown for centuries certainly made it easier for me to adjust. And children do tend to get along quite well here.

"Probably because they haven't ever started believing in the 'this can't ever be' that adults believe. If you grow up with something, its normal, and so..."

It's easier to accept. Growing up in the Homelands, this sort of thing was almost to be expected. Well, maybe not an event on this level, but normal was highly unusual.

"With... magic around, perhaps. Not seen everyday, but it was heard of? And stories of monsters- not necissarily nearby, but away, and someone had seen them?" Her lips twitch.

"Even if it was the friend of your cousin's neighbor's uncle, or something like that?"

*Snow nods*

Magic was as standard in the Homelands as, say, an airplane would be in a technology-based world. Certainly not everyone would have them, few could control them, and they were expensive for anyone else to use.

"... I have sort of seen airplanes, up in the air when I've been to earth... but not really up close. Or in one."

Svava is quite doubtful and leery of flying in a machine that could possibly break or crash.

I've flown a few times. Not exactly my favourite experiance, but it's certainly useful, and by the 21st century they're quite safe.

"... It still doesn't quite seem right, though." Svava shakes her head. "Flying with machines."

It really makes more sense if you were around the whole time they were devloping and perfecting things. . . they've actually managed to do a decent job of it. There's a better chance of someone being able to travel long distances that way than by asking a witch, and about the same degree of safety.

Svava blinks, and then laughs quietly. "If you do say so, Snow. Myself, I've only been in a car once, really- and given how the driver was having fun showing off how the car could go through walls without being affected..." She shakes her head.

*Snow stares*

They drove through walls? I have to say, that wouldn't give you a very good first impression.

"The car had armor?" Svava shrugs. "So it was safe to do so."

Even so. Seems rather risky, to me.

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