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[musikaith]

[This is what he is used too -- the world displaying its path for him to walk on with his companion. The musikai stir with him, enclosed in the glass bottles that he carries, asking to be released so that they may breathe the air and the magic seeping through it. But he does not know if this realm is claimed by any rules he could risk breaking, so he places his hand against the glass in a silent attempt to settle the spirits and walks on.]

[curiouser_x2]

[a little girl sits by the wayside and watches him with a sharp, interested gaze. She doesn't look terribly concerned; just terribly fascinated - first by this wonderful little world, and now by this remarkable gentleman!]

[musikaith]

[There is a gray cat accompanying the man, perfectly normal in constitution and size, except for the pair of dark goggles covering her eyes. She's the one who alerts Dechá that they are being observed; the musikai told her so. Dechá looks down at his companion before she warns him, then turns his head in Alice's direction. There is no smile or sign of hostility during the time he stands to see her. He finally decides to approach, resting his hand on his opposite shoulder in what looks like a sign of greeting.]

I propose no harm. [His hand drops to his side.] May I speak with you, stranger?

[curiouser_x2]

[Alice is certainly more interested in the cat than she is the man and her first impulse is to skip over and sweep the cat up in her arms much like she would her own dear Dinah - but she knows it is considerably more polite to talk to the gentleman first. She hops up to her feet and performs a gracious curtsy, pulling at her pinafore skirts as she fancied ladies might do with their gowns upon meeting such an exotic-looking man such as this.]

Certainly, sir!

[illioundersky]

[He laughs and plops himself down in a pile of grass, then starts weaving flower wreathes.]

[firstlaugh]

[DARTING OUT of the grass and SCREAMING the most vicious amount of profanity you ever did hear because YOU NEARLY SAT ON HER YOU SILLY ASS]

[illioundersky]

[He starts and leaps to his feet (which are a little wobbly, by the way), and anxiously watches the splotch of light darting around his head]

[firstlaugh]

[yeah you better look anxious, son]

[Tinker Bell continues to gesticulate and dart around the man's head, admonishing him with all the indignation she can muster, before darting close enough to pinch his left ear emphatically]

[bookofworlds]

[FUCK EVERYTHING HE'S FROLICKING]

[larceny_and]

[ Good grief. ]

[bookofworlds]

[and he stops, making a very rushed and poor attempt to recompose himself. He brushes his hair off his face.]

That grass already dead when I stepped on it.

[larceny_and]

Of course it was.

[ Tyranny is disgusted by the earth and dirt beneath her feet, misses the familiarity of her makeup on her skin, and the silken smoothness of her usual clothes. This stuff is scratchy. Like a burlap sack. She isn't in the most charitable of moods. ]

I can safely say I've never before seen a grown man make such a moronic spectacle of himself as you just did.

[thedarkblues]

[ Sunning herself like a lizard on a rock, elegantly propped up on her elbows where the grass isn't quite as tall, her chin tilted upwards to the sun. She can appreciate a landscape like this, and appreciate it she will. ]