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ataraxion2012-11-12 08:21 pm
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Tranquility.
[ The greeting comes from a woman who is longing about in a chair, all heels, business wear and red lips. She looks calm or at least, calm enough given the situation. There is a smile on her lips, as if this amuses her on a certain level.
But if her smile is silk her eyes are steel. ]
Quite a predicament, this is. My arrival seemed to be in tune with the message from our -
[ a faux! pensive pause ]
-- Graceful companion.
I will not ask of how one leaves or why are we here, as I have no intention to waste your time or my own. I will make one inquiry.
[ her voice turns strict, as if she is used to be making inquiries. ]
I am in search of a child. His name is Henry Mills, he is ten years old. If there is such a passenger aboard this ship, I would have him sent to me, I am his mother.
[ a pause; and then, another. ]
I would also ask of the portal through which we came here. I know all gain consciousness in what you call the couches. I mean to ask if we have knowledge of the portal through which we are transferred into the couches.
[ another smile, almost pleasant this time. ]
Much obliged.
[ and that would be all; there is a very limited amount of time in which Regina Mills can pretend to be nice. ]
[ The greeting comes from a woman who is longing about in a chair, all heels, business wear and red lips. She looks calm or at least, calm enough given the situation. There is a smile on her lips, as if this amuses her on a certain level.
But if her smile is silk her eyes are steel. ]
Quite a predicament, this is. My arrival seemed to be in tune with the message from our -
[ a faux! pensive pause ]
-- Graceful companion.
I will not ask of how one leaves or why are we here, as I have no intention to waste your time or my own. I will make one inquiry.
[ her voice turns strict, as if she is used to be making inquiries. ]
I am in search of a child. His name is Henry Mills, he is ten years old. If there is such a passenger aboard this ship, I would have him sent to me, I am his mother.
[ a pause; and then, another. ]
I would also ask of the portal through which we came here. I know all gain consciousness in what you call the couches. I mean to ask if we have knowledge of the portal through which we are transferred into the couches.
[ another smile, almost pleasant this time. ]
Much obliged.
[ and that would be all; there is a very limited amount of time in which Regina Mills can pretend to be nice. ]
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Everyone knows it's a magic hat, you loser. ]
And what is your suggestion? Ruby slippers?
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Yeah. I cracked myself up there.]
I can't say I have one, if I'm honest. I just know that's a very specific theory.
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[ and it will be solved. She will not accept simply being imprisoned by an unknown captor, this is absurd. ]
Let it be prove false and I shall think of another.
[ and another, and another. As many as it'll take. ]
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[The worst part is he's being pretty sincere right now.] Maybe you'll notice something they haven't.
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[ Because really? this is beginning to sound like a bad horror movie and Regina Mills knows horror, created it and been a victim of it. But Red Smiley faces were never part of the package. ]
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Then those are then ones I must seek. The numbers mean anything beside it, that you know
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[He shakes his head.] Not that I've noticed. Still getting a feel for it, myself. But I figure if anyone knows the ins and outs of this place, it'd be them, as you said.