...interesting...

[chocolate_cross]

Too easy- looking through the computer this morning, and someone has admitted to being responsible for the hair dying incident.  Ah well, and I had been hoping they'd be more discreet about it, to make it more fun for me.  Oh well.

In other news...

Woke up this morning and found a box by my bed with a chocolate cat inside.  And miraculously, it was

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[takion]

Oh, no. The dresses, like the chocolate, are yours, dear boy.

[chocolate_cross]

...who the fuck are you? And what's with the dresses?

[takion]

I am Takion. Or you could call me the Alice Master, if you wish. And the dresses were merely practice. From what I've been reading, I doubt I'd be permitted to write up anything truly impressive, even if I could.

[chocolate_cross]

So why me? And practice how? You magic or something?

[takion]

Why? Because someone said you would look good in a dress. It seemed a harmless enough prank. And I'm a writer. I suppose that could be considered a sort of magic.

[chocolate_cross]

...right. So, how exactly did these dresses get in my room?

[takion]

Nothing easier to explain, dear boy. I wrote them there.

[chocolate_cross]

...right. Wrote them there.

So wait...was the chocolate cat also your invention then? and if so, could you write some more in? That was actually decent chocolate...

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[takion]

Yes, that cat was my doing as well.

Help me find a way to enter Wonderland Space so that I can get away from my roommates and have some piece and quiet and I will write you all the chocolate you can eat.

[chocolate_cross]

Well, thanks for that, at least.

[Screened to Takion]It's a deal. I'm trying to find a way out of here anyway, and your skill could come in handy...what do you say to helping me out?[/Screened to Takion]

[Screened to Mello]

[takion]

If inspiration strikes, then I will most certainly be glad to assist.

[Screened to Takion]

[chocolate_cross]

As long as you're not inspired to write me up more dresses...

[Screened to Mello]

[takion]

One can never know exactly what form a muse will take, dear boy. Especially when one is seeking a new muse. But I suppose that I can try to refrain from sending you dresses.

[Screened to Takion]

[chocolate_cross]

That would be appreciated.

...actually, if you do ever get inspired to send someone dresses again...send them to a person named Near. He'd love 'em.