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[forewarned_is]

[Out of Milliways: Tidings of comfort and joy.]The front door opens on a hotel corridor. The woman standing with one hand on the doorknob looks to be far gone in a cold fury -- until she takes in the sight in front of her, and her expression changes to something like doubt

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[creator_raven]

"You are for wanting more sparkle, perhaps?"

This voice comes from the rafters. And it is followed by a very loud thump.

"Or possibly it is something else."

[forewarned_is]

She looks up sharply.

"More what?"

[creator_raven]

"Sparkle."

Raven is a helpful creature.

"Or possibly also cookies. It is no difficult thing to combine them."

Not for him, anyway.

Call it a life skill.

[forewarned_is]

He's helpful indeed. And, perhaps, reminds her of someone -- which could be the reason for the tiny curl of smile.

"No, thank you," she says. "I don't think we've met."

[creator_raven]

"Not here, I do not think."

His smile is bright -- and full of teeth.

"They call me Raven, who sets things right. Sometimes there are feathers."

[forewarned_is]

He's a god; a minor one, maybe, but still a god. It's written all over him in letters too big for anyone but another god to read.

"I am Kali." She smiles. "It's a pleasure."

[creator_raven]

One things looks much like another when you are working with the wrong set of definitions.

Raven is tricky like that.

"Possibly."

His grin remains bright.

"Beginnings do not make that so easy to tell."

[forewarned_is]

"No?" She studies him, curiously.

[creator_raven]

"No."

He laughs, high and ringing.

"Endings are also not helpful. It is a thing."

[forewarned_is]

"Ah," she says, amused. "Riddles."

[creator_raven]

Raven makes a face.

Later there will be eye-rolling.

"Not so much that, I think. Unless you are not for paying attention."