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[tacwitch]

*enter a Peep Admiral, Shannon Foraker, not as distracted-looking as she used to be, but awfully confused as she sees her surroundings*

I have a feeling I'm not in Haven any more....

Typist: Yet another Honorverser, taken from end of WoH

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[sweariwontdie]

*bows a little warily as these space types are getting unpredictable*

Welcome to our community, mademoiselle. I'm Armand St. Just.

*bites his lip and waits*

[tacwitch]

*grins* Hello, Armand. Thanks.

*bites lip a little* But, um, where is your community? This sure ain't Haven.

[sweariwontdie]

It's nowhere really... or everywhere.

*sad look around* It seems like England, or like Earth anyway. I'm from France. Your one of the space people so I don't think you can go home again.

[tacwitch]

Old Earth? *grins like a kid finding out there's a big basket of lollies hidden under her bed* Well, well, well. I always wanted to visit. And if it's from the past, as it looks... *grins* This should be interesting.

*hearing the last sentence* I can't... You're full of good news, aren't you?

Well, nothing's impossible, I say. *sets jaw stubbornly*

[sweariwontdie]

*sighs and shifts his feet uncomfortably*

You'd rather I left it to you to find out for yourself? The Lady Admiral has been here... more than half a year. We've even tried magic.

I want to see a space ship. Alistair promised me that if he found a way home, he'd take me with him so I could see one. But now I don't think I could go. Neither can he. *bites lip*

You're a very determined lady aren't you, mademoiselle?

[tacwitch]

*small smile* Actually, yes. I would. I don't like believing anything's impossible until I've tried it myself. *shrugs off magic comment for the moment*

*grins* Well, if I find a space ship at any point, I'll keep you in mind.

*determined smile* I like to explore my avenues thoroughly.

[sweariwontdie]

I suppose that's best. *nods politely and uncertainly*