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Bell Swan Ω "Shell Bell" ([personal profile] she_sells_seashells) wrote in [community profile] alicornutopia2014-03-26 04:30 pm

in a holding pattern

Bell finds the bar when she is eight-almost-nine, in the shed in the back, and she grabs up her seashells - she can reach the bag by the shed door and the one by the back door of the house, her arms are getting longer - and drags them in after her.

She drags them all the way to her room, and locks the door behind her when she lets herself back out, and then she collects a mop from behind the bar and starts earning that room. She's not really sure how it works - so much time passes between visits and yet the room always waits for her. But she supposes that paying people for things in Milliways has to work the way Milliways works. She does an amount of cleaning whenever she's there and this secures her a space to stash her things.

Mop, mop.
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[personal profile] blooded_poet 2014-03-26 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Lynn is tired - she's been tired for a while now, so when she opens a door to a potentially good place to sleep and sees a bar, she only stares for a little while, before she walks in. She peers around, confused, and feeling somewhat out of place in her rag-tag scavenged clothing. It would be kind to say she's dressed like a bum, but perhaps that wouldn't put off anyone that wants to talk to her. Her eyes, an unnatural red, might. Or what she's carrying.

She has an absolutely absurd number of weapons. Not all of them are pristine, but some of them look like they're new. They also happen to have an unnatural 'magic' feeling to them. Despite this, she peacefully sinks into a booth, still looking lost but too tired to care.
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[personal profile] blooded_poet 2014-03-26 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
The armed visitor does notice eventually, regretfully slower than she would have if she had more energy. It has been a long, long day.

She looks up, and meets Bell's eyes. Faintly, she smiles. Already, Lynn's ruled out an illusion - too internally consistent and detailed for that. So, when she sees a young girl looking at her, she waves. Just a little.
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[personal profile] blooded_poet 2014-03-26 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hello," replies the visitor. "Do you know where I am? I haven't figured it out yet. It's not an illusion, and there are too many people in for it to have been self-containted and done by a wayward mage."
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[personal profile] blooded_poet 2014-03-26 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah, I see. Pardon me, I'm about to do something strange," she informs the girl.

The woman clears her throat, raises her voice, and then says, "If this is a trick from a certain -" she pauses, looks at Bell, and then changes the word she was going to use. "Er, ghost, stop it right now. If this is a trick from a demon, I'm on to you, and you'd best run because I don't have the patience for games."

Nothing happens, though maybe some other patrons would look at her strangely. To herself, the woman says, "Hm. That usually works."
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[personal profile] blooded_poet 2014-03-27 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
The woman gives Bell a critical look. "And what was the demon like?" she asks, carefully.
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[personal profile] blooded_poet 2014-03-27 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
"That was not the sort of answer I was expecting," says the woman, surprised. "Little? How little?"
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[personal profile] blooded_poet 2014-03-27 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Kinds of things? I've only ever met one type of demon. If one were here, it would have immediately revealed itself when I did my strange thing earlier, and started to monologue. Fire, brimstone, how I was doomed, and so forth," says Lynn, matter of fact.. "Then I would have killed it."
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[personal profile] blooded_poet 2014-03-27 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Who would I be in trouble with?"
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[personal profile] blooded_poet 2014-03-27 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Security. So people work here - do you? You look rather young for that," says Lynn, looking sad.
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[personal profile] blooded_poet 2014-03-27 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I beg your pardon? The local currency is shells?"
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[personal profile] blooded_poet 2014-03-27 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
"I see. Then why does their value matter to you? I assume you live on a beach, if you have enough to pass as currency," reasons Lynn.
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[personal profile] blooded_poet 2014-03-27 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah. That's quite a lot of planning for a bar. It seems innocuous enough," says the woman, then her voice softens, a little. "Are you alright in your home? Or is this simply an interesting adventure?"
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[personal profile] blooded_poet 2014-03-27 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
"I see. What's 'tessarae,' and why do you have to eat clams all the time?" asks Lynn, concerned. It's something that worries her, just a little. If it were an adult, she would be unlikely to care, but this is a child. They shouldn't have diets restricted like that when they're growing. Perhaps it was a bizarre rule from a parent?

Or, of course, something more unfortunate. But she wouldn't jump to conclusions. Not yet.

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