[backdated vacation]

[and_thats_it]

[through a glowing hole into another where and when, you can briefly catch a glimpse of swampland, and a moon with a very strange face

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[hopeforstirring]

[startled]

This is not.. where I wished to return to.

[and_thats_it]

I know. Neither did I.

This is where you lived.

[hopeforstirring]

...in that case, it could be dangerous to be seen. Let's go inside.

[and_thats_it]

*opening the door for her, and pointing up the stairs at the back of the space inside*

You don't suppose she's - you're - I don't know, any more, the right words to use. Elphaba - she couldn't be here, if you are. Could she?

[hopeforstirring]

Hopefully I would have replaced her.

[and_thats_it]

*wince*

I shouldn't like you to run into each other.

[hopeforstirring]

[looking around; it is a small place so.]

There is no one else here. Perhaps she's out, as a worst case.

[and_thats_it]

It's odd to hear you refer to yourself as her.

Ah - this is Malky.

*there's a small white cat sauntering in as if he owns the place, which of course he does*

[hopeforstirring]

Hello, cat.

[and_thats_it]

And if you like, I'll try to bake you a pie. Though I was never much good at it.

Or we could go out, if you'd rather, but we're both - somewhat visible.

[hopeforstirring]

We should stay in. [poking around; there's some food]

[and_thats_it]

Sit down, I'll cook.

...there's really only the bed, but you - she - whoever - won't mind.

[hopeforstirring]

Mhm.

[sits, seeming a bit out of it]

[and_thats_it]

Fae?

[hopeforstirring]

You don't have to -- I'm not very hungry.

[and_thats_it]

You will be, love.

*coming to sit with her*