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queenofheartsrp2011-07-24 02:25 pm
hopelessdreamer) wrote in queenofheartsrp2011-07-24 02:25 pm
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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.]
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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Long story short, the Queen of this place has a soft spot for women, and we've all been dragged along for the ride to help smooth out the kinks in this world. Or so I've heard.
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"This world"? You make it sound like there's more than one.
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But don't worry. You'll get used to the idea soon enough. [A beat, and she cracks a dry smile.] Well, you'll get used to it or spend the rest of your days here in denial, which could be amusing.
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So...how did we get here, exactly?