The horse is white. The rider wears black.
They appear from... well, it's not obivous where they appear from. It would be nice to give a long and graphic description of rends in the fabric of reality, with blue sparks and smoke and big crashing chords, and lots and lots of adjectives
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It's kind of an odd sight. "Grandfather."
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GOOD AFTERNOON, SUSAN, he says. HOW ARE YOU?
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She might blush a very little at the last.
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OH YES? he asks, grinning. HOW IS YOUNG LOBSANG?
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[ooc: Must slowtime for now, be back around four or five. :( *hugs*]
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BUT YOU'VE MADE A DECISION, NOW?
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It's not, but she can pretend. "So. Er. Have you... seen him?"
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WE DO NOT SOCIALISE, he points out.
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