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[followmein]

She stumbles out of the closet. Deeper and deeper she had moved into the place that she thought she might come out in Narnia

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[missgdarcy]

Georgiana stands from her seat at the pianoforte, where she had been plunking out a relatively new piece. While she isn't always comfortable with strangers, this newcomer is quite young, and appears lost. "H-hullo."

[followmein]

"Oh. Hello." She smiles at the young woman and approaches some. "I didn't bother you did I?" And something about the child will show that it's probably not her want to disturb Georgiana's music.

[missgdarcy]

"N-not at all." Georgiana manages a shy smile. "Are you lost?"

[followmein]

"A bit, yes." She smiles, sheepishly. "Do you know where we are?"

[missgdarcy]

"A Mansion, 'tis all I know," she says, wondering at how there could be something so familiar about this child's countenance. "Many people come and go here."

[followmein]

"It's a very nice Mansion." Lucy says and she'll smile and mumble "Oh!" before extending her hand to shake. "I'm Lucy, by the way." Yes, we will let the suspense build a bit before she drops a last name.

[missgdarcy]

Georgiana takes pride in the fact that she has learned this strange custom known as "shaking hands", and so she takes Lucy's hand in her own with a confidence not usually displayed, and shakes it back and forth enthusiastically.

"I'm Georgiana Darcy. A pleasure t-to make your aquaintance, Miss Lucy."

[followmein]

And Lucy smiles, broadly. "The pleasure is all mine."

"Have you been here very long?"

[missgdarcy]

"Several months, I would say."

[followmein]

"It doesn't seem a thing like Narnia." She'll say, to herself more than anyone, but Georgiana is welcome to overhear to prompt discussion about how on Earth she knows of Narnia. Etcetera.

[missgdarcy]

My, isn't that convenient? Georgiana tilts her head and blinks, not sure if she heard correctly. "Narnia? H-how do you know of Narnia?"

[followmein]

It is, because in DF convenience (for the typists) is guaranteed. "Oh!"

"Well, you see, I was a Queen there. Am a Queen there." She corrects herself.

[missgdarcy]

At this her smile grows, just a little. "Are you...are you Peter's sister?"

[followmein]

And she beams. "Yes. Do you know Peter then?"

[missgdarcy]

Cue blush. "I--I do, yes."

[followmein]

And she'll grin, impishly. "I knew it. I knew Peter had met a girl."