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[book_jumper]

*and here's a youngish, dark-haired woman looking mildly confused -- with two dodos, Pickwick and Alan, following along behind her*

--Well, this doesn't look like the Well of Lost Plots. Nor does it look like Swindon. Anyone mind telling me where I've ended up this time? --Oh, right. I'm Thursday Next.

Typist: Thursday, obviously, is from

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[yesthedeadone]

Thuzzy! *^_____^* Where've you been?

[book_jumper]

*blinkblink -- and this is a tackling Thursday* Anton?!

[yesthedeadone]

*hugs the ickle sister* Who else would it be?

[book_jumper]

*hugs the big brother* --I don't know. Your evil twin?

[mayberational]

They call it the mansion. *bows* I'm Henry Tilney. What is the Well of Lost Plots?

[book_jumper]

It's where books are made. You've not heard of it?

[mayberational]

Never. Perhaps it's after my time.

[book_jumper]

*shrugs* Possibly. Anyway, pleased to meet you, Mr. Tilney.

[hellflowsover]

My, my. I was wondering when I'd hear from you again. It certainly has been a long time, hasn't it?

As for where you are, the particulars are unimportant. The chaos is entertaining, at any rate.

[book_jumper]

I should have figured you'd be here, Hades.

[facelessfelix]

If it isn't the magnificent Next herself.

Acheron'll be so pleased to see you.

[book_jumper]

Probably about as pleased as I am to see him.

[irreverendnext]

*...grins and pulls her in for a noogie* Doofus!

[book_jumper]

Aaack, let go, Joffy! *grins*