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[this entire thing screams of the kind of prank the Emperor would pull, and she managed to find her clothes and sword, so she's not as worried as she could be. Still, the tall young woman keeps a careful hand near her belt as she crouches down to greet the cat that approaches her, not noticing the mirror at first.]

Where did you come from? One of His Majesty's...?

[she unrolls the scroll with gloved hands, frowning at it.]

Queen of--there aren't any Queens, so what--

[a metallic clanking sound interrupts her, and she turns, instantly on guard. She relaxes, however, when the source of the noise comes into view. The metal dog waves its tail creakily and sits down on its haunches, one of the few stray robots left over from Antikythera's unintentional invasion.]

[The woman's expression changes from suspicion to fascination in a matter of seconds, the scroll forgotten. The cat regards her with an offended flick of its ears and wanders off.]

Look at you. You are gorgeous. Could use some oil on those joints, and a good polish, but...what kind of motor are you running on? It must be tiny, and everything's fit together with such precision--

[she crouches by the automaton, reaching out to lift a paw, pat its head, tilting her own to study it from different angles. So much for being concerned about getting kidnapped.]

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...I'm getting the feeling the place you're from has very different physics from the place I'm from. Not that this is a huge surprise, really.

Yeah, I guess the company's pretty good. I still feel kinda bad about, y'know, delighting in the captivity of others or whatever, but... [shrug]

It's a bit of a surprise to me, since I was under the impression physics were universal...

Hey, don't feel bad. No one wants to be alone, especially in a situation like this.

If it were, this place wouldn't even exist.

[She offers a brief almost-smile] Yeah... I'm just really good at feeling bad.

Well, at least that explanation makes some sort of sense.

[oh boy, low self esteem. Time for big sister mode.]

If you need a reminder to feel good every once in a while, I don't mind giving it to you.

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It's possible there's some kind of unknown set of rules that'd explain everything, or something like... dimensions or something, but we don't really have the tools or knowhow to figure it out.

[Whoa wait what] Hah. I'm not sure you know me well enough to pull that off. Not that I don't appreciate the thought.

I'm used to learning new things about the world, but they usually fit in pretty well with the old stuff. At this point, though, I guess the only thing that's certain is "anything is possible".

Unless you object to getting to know each other better, I don't see why that'll be a problem.

[she's being sincere, too. she's just naturally friendly.]

Pretty much, yeah. It's enough to make you want to bang your head on the wall.

Just saying, I don't think you have enough evidence to make a really compelling argument on my behalf. [Her mouth quirks in a flash of amusement.]

Don't mind me; I'm just in a crappy mood lately.

Hey, don't worry about it. And I think you're underestimating me. Let's see...

Well, you've been friendly so far, and you gave me the welcome speech and were pretty patient when I gave you looks like you were crazy. I think that gives you a few points, at least.

I'm used to people thinking I'm crazy. Back home, anyway.

But yeah, I wrote up a brochure that mostly goes over stuff. It's in the library if you wanted to read up on things.

Don't let that kind of stuff bother you. You seem like a pretty intelligent young woman.

Library? How do I find that?

You can be smart and crazy. But yeah, I'm used to it.

Ask a cat or a bird. Things... sort of move around randomly here, so even if you've got an idea of the layout, you can get lost. Just another fantastic feature of this place.

[oh boy, does she know you can. But she won't comment.]

And the...animals understand when you ask? I'm not Aritto...

Yeah. Magic. [That tone of voice is usually reserved for something scatological.]

Magic is more or less science where I'm from, so that's something else entirely.

Nothing scientific about the stuff here, let me tell you. What would you call something that's total bullcrap and shouldn't work but works anyway?

Well, if the particles your world and mine have are different, who's to say this place actually runs on "bullcrap"? There could be a perfectly rational explanation, we just don't know what it is yet.

[she's trying.]

If that's the case, I'm pretty sure there's no valid way to measure it. It doesn't seem to be all that consistent in anything. I mean, the magic dirt alone is enough to drive anyone to fits.

Magic dirt, huh? So, in your case, I'll just assume "magic" means anything out of the ordinary that science can't explain. What does this dirt do?

You take a handful, you think at it, it makes just about anything.

Anything. No difficulties with mass or material or whatever. Same handful of dirt makes a house or a desk or whatever.

You think at it.

[pause]

Oh. Uh. No, I....yeah. I've got nothing, sorry.

Really? Anything?

Supposedly, weapons are harder to pull off, and a lot of the time things get... Valentined. But yeah. It's useful, in the way that makes you want to pull your hair out.

I've got my weapon, I'll be fine, but-- "Valentined"?

It sounds pretty amazing, actually.

Gets all... pink and frilly and romancey and creepy. You should see what happened to my Monopoly board. [Remembering the cultural differences, she adds:] It's supposed to be a game about buying property with money. It's now a game about buying people here with "kisses."

It's a theme, I'm guessing? Why romance? It seems like a strange reason to kidnap people.

No real idea; we have some hypotheses, but the general consensus is "the Queen is out of her freaking mind."

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