Why, hello there. That's some fashion sense you got there. Adrian Veidt likey. Now if only you were male...
"I've gathered as much. I understand this is a transdimensional bar... care to explain further?"
Yes, you get this eyebrow-raise :3 face.
[OOC; omg, please, please excuse the utter SLOW-ness of this tag back. Schoolwork ambushed me and there was some kind of epic battle. There were bear-steeds, I swear.]
[ooc: Oh, it's all kinds of fine! RL does that. As does schoolwork, sadly *pokes her own*]
"Smart boy, aren't you. Well," Ariadne says, shifting slightly on her chair before crossing her legs (and smoothing down her skirts), "what else don't you understand?"
"They say I'm the smartest man in the world. But even I can't fully grasp an interdimensional portal through sheer intuition. What can you tell me about this place?"
Adrian will be sitting down across the table from you now. :3
[OOC; Yaaaaaay! And yes, it does. *shakes fist at*]
"You've walked here through a portal, which tends to appear on nothing but their whim. Time normally, but not always, stops while you are here. The dead come here as much as the living, and the end of all the universes is played on a fifteen-minute loop."
She shrugs, which has an...interesting effect, given her attaire.
"It might as well be. Some say that the front door is controlled by the Landlord, whom no one knows. I tend to think of it as many doors, that all end up in the same place."
Yes, like that.
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"I've gathered as much. I understand this is a transdimensional bar... care to explain further?"
Yes, you get this eyebrow-raise :3 face.
[OOC; omg, please, please excuse the utter SLOW-ness of this tag back. Schoolwork ambushed me and there was some kind of epic battle. There were bear-steeds, I swear.]
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"Smart boy, aren't you. Well," Ariadne says, shifting slightly on her chair before crossing her legs (and smoothing down her skirts), "what else don't you understand?"
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Adrian will be sitting down across the table from you now. :3
[OOC; Yaaaaaay! And yes, it does. *shakes fist at*]
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Beat.
"Going too slow?"
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He's intrigued.
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"It might as well be. Some say that the front door is controlled by the Landlord, whom no one knows. I tend to think of it as many doors, that all end up in the same place."
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"How interesting. Near sentience, it seems."
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"Indeed. The Bar, as in that wooden thing over there, is sentient." She leans forward, slightly.
"It pays to be nice to her."
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"I'll keep that in mind."
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