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[stabfirst.livejournal.com]

[The first thing that the Vine starts recording is Isabela pulling on the last of her clothes -- a thigh-high leather boot, which she finishes pulling into place before talking to the Vine.]

Well, I can't say I haven't been warned about the dangers of drinking before. Though cats with scrolls and sentient plant life were never included in any of those speeches, sadly... that was probably a bit too much foresight to ask for, hm?

If nothing else, I suppose this is better than waking up in a gutter somewhere. Cleaner, at the very least. [A laugh.]

So, tell me. Trees and animals can't be all there is around here. There must be a tavern, or a brothel, or a seedy undercity of some kind. If someone could direct me, I'd... well, I don't suppose you can owe a hallucination a favour, can you? Whatever works.

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[tasercopter.livejournal.com]

I've never been called a hallucination before, though I am too gorgeous to believe--but if you ask a cat, it'll take you to the bar.

I know, sounds impossible, but they're helpful cats.

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[stabfirst.livejournal.com]

[That gets another laugh out of her.] You're not bad for an alcohol-induced dream person, I'll give you that.

And the cats, of course. Oh, I have a friend that would love this.

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[tasercopter.livejournal.com]

Could be you're my hallucination, because you're pretty hot, too.

Sorry to tell you, though, except for the bar, there's nothing good here like a whorehouse or a city. The whole thing's a fucking garden.

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[stabfirst.livejournal.com]

All completely real, I promise you.

[A sigh, and she runs a hand over her face.] Oh, this is just my luck. Please tell me there's an ocean to play in, at least.

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[tasercopter.livejournal.com]

Same here. One hundred percent genuine. [She grins and poses.]

Nope. No ocean either. I only wish this were a hallucination and I was gonna wake up back home any minute, but it's some boring sex garden with a lot of chicks in it.

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[persical]

[she was about to say something, but she looks pretty mortified at the mention of a brothel.]

Wh...why would you be looking for a place like that?

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[stabfirst.livejournal.com]

Familiarity. I've spent my life surrounded by drunkards and whores. It comes with the job.

Nice ears, by the way. [More laughter. She really must have been hitting the hard stuff.]

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[persical]

Oh.

[well, she's...not going to judge. Somehow.]

Thank you...? [it was hard to forget about her new acquisitions, but thankfully she's not as self-conscious about them as she could be. She takes the compliment as genuine.]

I must apologize, though...I've tried to negotiate with the Queen about this, but I haven't gotten any response.

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[stabfirst.livejournal.com]

There's no need to apologise to me. Negotiations usually don't work unless you have something worth negotiating with.

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[persical]

That's what I don't understand. Everything should be over, but it isn't, so there must be something more to this. I just hope no one's been harmed.

[alwaysricochets.livejournal.com]

[Well that leg has certainly caught Rico's attention.]

Sorry to say, we ain't hallucinations. And there's no brothel. There's a bar, though, and you're as likely to get laid there as anywhere. Long as you like women and women only.

[stabfirst.livejournal.com]

No men allowed, then? That seems a shame.

[alwaysricochets.livejournal.com]

That's how the Queen wants it, I guess. [She just shrugs.] I'm not complaining.

[stabfirst.livejournal.com]

Wait. You mean this entire area is women only? I thought you were talking about the bar.

[alwaysricochets.livejournal.com]

Yup. Welcome to Lesbian Gardens. No boys as far as the eye can see.

[failedhorribly.livejournal.com]

Isabela! [Hawke is grinning easily, but she's about oh, a thousand times more relieved than she might have let on] Fancy seeing you here!

[stabfirst.livejournal.com]

Hawke! [Isabela isn't bothering to hide her relief--Hawke is usually the one point of sanity in the middle of intense and overwhelming insanity, so her being here is probably a good thing. Probably.]

Are we in the Fade again? Because if these demons are trying to tempt me, they're doing a piss-poor job of it so far.

[failedhorribly.livejournal.com]

[...Hawke worries when she is the one point of sanity]

See, that was my first impression, but it doesn't really have that washed out, headache-inducing, oh-Maker-there-are-demons-everywhere-who-want-to-eat-my-soul sort of feel. That I know of, at least, I've been here a few weeks now. Maybe a demon ate my soul when I wasn't looking.

Anyway, we've been dragged here at the whim of a Queen who doesn't like being lonely, apparently. 'We' being a large collection of ladies, with no men in sight. [a faint pause] I don't suppose anyone's missed me while I've been gone?

[stabfirst.livejournal.com]

[...what is even going on here.] I'm sure you would have been sorely missed, except that we all saw you earlier today. It's a bit difficult to miss someone who isn't missing.

[failedhorribly.livejournal.com]

Well. If anyone could manage it, it'd be one of us, but...no, I've definitely been gone for a few weeks now. Watched people get dressed up in lovely outfits, taught some walking suits of armour how to do handstands after destroying a bunch, the usual.

Andraste's tits and ass, does every single thing in my life have to be needlessly complicated? What was happening earlier today, out of curiosity?

[destroystosave.livejournal.com]

Fresh out of all those things, except there's a cantina of sorts somewhere around the gardens. Boring, though.

[stabfirst.livejournal.com]

That's the impression I'm getting. Boring, dull, uninteresting, mundane... how have the rest of you been coping with this?

[destroystosave.livejournal.com]

I only arrived here a week ago, when their droids decided to do a little bit of remodeling. Seems we were intended to have a child's lesson of manners and what is "right" and "wrong". [Yeah, and Revan totally used air quotes there, an extremely amused expression on her face] How the others manage it is beyond me. At least there's no shortage of time for meditation.

[stabfirst.livejournal.com]

Meditation. Yes. That... thing I've always wanted so desperately to try.

[A sigh, and then she waves a hand.] I don't suppose you fancy a drink, do you? Not that I have much in the way of coin, but I'll think of something.

[destroystosave.livejournal.com]

Oh, you're of the impression that all meditation is simply just sitting around and connecting yourself with all life. It's a well-guarded secret, but you seem like the trustworthy type. Meditation can be done anywhere, doing anything.

[Hmmm. Revan taps her chin in thought] I don't make a habit of drinking with those whose names I don't know yet.