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[dealerofdreams]

[a very unhappy-looking, androgynous young man stares at the cottage before him with a fair amount of suspicion]

This... isn't right. [not just being away from the petshop, but being here to begin with. None of the doors lead to this place as far as he knows. What could take him away like this?]

((Just doing some testing~ Lemme know if I'm

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[mercury_wings]

No, it's not. [the voice is low but lilting; behind D is what appears to be a doll, a little under two feet tall. She's poised on a fence post, balanced with her hands under her arms]

[dealerofdreams]

[D turns his head at the voice, somewhat surprised to find that it comes from a doll of all things. But then, it isn't too uncommon for an object to develop a soul of its own] Were you spirited away here as well? This doesn't seem like the sort a place a beautiful doll like yourself would come to by choice. [she does look rather expensive. A bit off, somehow, but definitely expensive]

[mercury_wings]

Spirited away...? [she echoes him softly, as if talking to herself; she narrows her pink eyes at him, wings rustling] Then this isn't your world? You have not brought me here?

[dealerofdreams]

As nice as it is to be away from the city, I had no intention of coming here. I have a petshop I must return to.

[baggyeyed]

I'm afraid you'll find a lot about this place like that.

[dealerofdreams]

Oh? What do you mean? Do you--[he turns and] Oh, my! You are quite the handsome panther, aren't you? [who shouldn't be here, like, at all, but...]

[baggyeyed]

Why thank you. Though I can't say I'm any judge of your species to return the compliment.

[dealerofdreams]

You're too kind. I only wish I could find some way to get you home. This is hardly a place for you...

[hatestermites]

[Comes in, looking unamused.]

Tch, tell me about it. Best thing they got here to eat are some antelope things.

[dealerofdreams]

I imagine it must be hard to stay here without your natural prey.

Those antelopes are likely deer, by the way.

[hatestermites]

You got that right, a bunch of unnatural prey is everywhere. I can't make out a lick of what's what, or who's who anymore!

[Sits down, giving a sigh.]

Hm, is that what they're called? Well they still taste good, so I guess that's alright with me.

[dealerofdreams]

As long as you have no complaints... You wouldn't happen to know what it is that brought us here, would you? Or where I might find the residents of this home?

[mistress_yuuko]

It depends on what you mean by not right. Are you sure you were not meant to come here?

[Yuuko is lounging outside, fanning herself and apparently has two snow cones just sitting next to her. They aren't melting so she must have just gotten them...but how she knew to serve two is anyone's guess. Also she...isn't wearing much clothing.]

[dealerofdreams]

Are you the one who caused this? [he's a little suspicious, but--oh my god that snowcone looks delicious. No. Keep focused.]

[mistress_yuuko]

Me? Certainly not, it would be impossible to transport so many here against their wills. [she dips a spoon into her snow cone] But if I am going to be here awhile I might as well enjoy myself.

[dealerofdreams]

[sigh] So many... Another question left unanswered. But until they are, there is nothing to be done. [he eyes that snow cone again] Forgive me if I'm imposing, but might I have that other snow cone? I would hate for it to go to waste.

[cowardly_hero]

I know. The furniture is tacky and the panelling? Please, it ain't the sixty's no more. Time to get with the times.

[dealerofdreams]

[if there was anything he would expect to come from a meerkat, it sure wouldn't be that]

Really? And where did you learn decorating?

[cowardly_hero]

When you've been around humans as long as I have you pick up a few things. Not entirely useful things, but what would you expect?

[dealerofdreams]

I see. That explains it. What would you prefer to see inside?