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[capt_angie]

Angelina comes into the bar from the lake. She's wearing a set of dark green Quidditch robes with a golden talon emblazoned on the chest and her last name and the number 6 on the back. She has her broom- a modest Comet-360 for those who might notice- over her shoulder and she props it against the bar as she takes a seat. Three guesses at what she's

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[dnd_thief]

There's a kid in a minute purple dress, high boots, and a blue cloak, watching her. Broom. Witch?

[dnd_thief]

"Not so far," she frowns. "The last thing Dungeon Master said t us, seemed to mean that we could get home, but instead it sent me and Diana here, and I don't know where the boys are."

[capt_angie]

"Well, time doesn't pass here for some people. Chances are they're probably in exactly the same time and place as you left them. No matter how long you're here, when you get home they won't have missed you."

[dnd_thief]

"That's what a lot of people've said," she nods, looking a little worried.

"I hope so."

[capt_angie]

"Don't worry about them," she says soothingly. "I'm sure they'll be fine.

Can I get you a drink of something?" she figures a change of subject is best.

[dnd_thief]

"I'm sure," she syas, brow still a little furrowed.

"A soda would be nice, or something," she smiles. "Thank you."

[capt_angie]

A soda appears on the bar for Sheila and Angie slides it towards her.

"How old are you?" she asks curiously, because the girl does seem to be very young.

[dnd_thief]

"That's an interesting question," Sheila says, with a wry smile. "I could be fourteen, nearly fifteen, or I could be older. We've been in the Realm a long time."

[capt_angie]

"Days arent; the same in the Realm then?"

[dnd_thief]

"I don't know. It seems like we've been there for ever, but we aren't any older."

[capt_angie]

"Probably it's the same thing there then. Time doesn't really pass, it just seems to."

[dnd_thief]

She nods. "Somehing like that, at any rate. And it's a good thing, because I don't know what will happen when we get home. We did, once, for a few minutes, and nothing had changed. I wouldn't want to be older there. Or havwe grown older, and have to be younger, if you see what I mean."

[capt_angie]

"I think I get what you mean... the thing is, it's your experiences that make you who you are, so you're always going to be a different person when you go back home, to the person you were when you left, regardless of how much time has or hasn't passed there."

[dnd_thief]

She nods, thoughtfully.

"Yes. But I'll only be older to me. I won't have to be different to my friends and family. And I'll have the others. We'll always have each other. I hope."

[capt_angie]

"I'm sure you will. If you're close then you should always have each other."

[dnd_thief]

"Assuming we're in the same world, that is," she points out. "Still, I have Diana here."