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Wonderland: Day Two

Flowers, Polly was reasonably sure, should not speak.

And what must have been some residual sense of little-girl romanticism had the vague notion that if they did speak, they ought to say something a little nicer than criticisms of her fashion choices

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"What I wouldn't give for a lawnmower," Duo muttered, glancing sourly over his shoulder at some particularly loud-squealing and impressively sized sunflowers.

"I have no idea what t'make of this place. It's like being in a dream- an actual dream, so, not much for the fun, but really. . . obnoxious," he finished, dismayed. He glanced sideways at Polly.

"What did you see, in the- 'water'?"

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"I have swords, but we probably shouldn't go killing things just for being annoying," said Polly regretfully. "Otherwise we'd never be stopping."

She got a little less flip when she heard the question, but not terribly much so. It wasn't as if Paul was a dreadful subject.

"My brother," she told him. "The reason I joined the army, really; he 'listed first, and one day we stopped hearing from him, and I had to at least know what had happened, right? So I learned to fight, borrowed his old clothes, kissed the Duchess... changing the nature of a nation was sort of incidental, really."

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Brother? Duo was always surprised when people had family. Most people did, which wasn't to say that he went around being surprised all the time, but he rarely thought of it as motivation for things. It was just something that happened to other people, family.

He nodded, though.

"That's a hell of a way to- Wait. Kissed the Duchess?"

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Polly laughed a little at that reaction. "It's an oath of loyalty, sort of. The recruiting parties carry around a little picture of the Grand Duchess, and you have to kiss it when you sign up."