A new arrival

[bitchybingley]

*Enter a young, very pretty young lady, extremely well dressed. Don't let her appearance fool you- her smile is fake, and she glances around a bit disdainfully before speaking.*

... This certainly isn't London. I had better receive an exceptionally good explanation as to where I am right now.

Typist: Caroline Bingley from, what else?, Pride and

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[visiblemystery]

*and here's a wealthy, rather dandyish man with an appropriately bored upper-class drawl, here to greet her* It would appear to be an environment entirely removed from the concepts of place or time-- utterly ridiculous, and yet charming in its way.

*bows* Lord Henry Wotton, at your service.

[bitchybingley]

*well, he looks upper-class enough to speak to, so will flash her fake!smile and curtsey* Caroline Bingley. A pleasure.

*blinkblink* Pray tell, what do you mean "removed from the concepts of place or time"? Surely we have to be in some sort of place and time.

[visiblemystery]

Delighted, Miss Bingley.

One would think so, but it does not seem to be the case. There are people here from ancient Greece, some from times some distance in the future-- why, from your perspective, I believe I am from the future, though not one so far removed as some.

[bitchybingley]

Likewise, Lord Wotton.

*blinkblink* Ancient Greece? How is that possible?

[visiblemystery]

*shrugs* I haven't the faintest idea, but Achilles is a particularly interesting fellow.

[bitchybingley]

Is that so? Then perhaps I shall have the pleasure of making his acquaintance.

[visiblemystery]

Perhaps so. The society here is quite . . . varied, though not particularly organized.