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[tsarchasm.livejournal.com]

Oh, great. Just what I need. Another sleepwalking nightmare. The last time I dreamed about sunshine-and-roses, I nearly fell into the North Sea. But since I'm too close to finding out who I am to take any more creative detours, I'm going to have to postpone this little nightmare for a more convenient time, like, oh, say, never.

[ pause ]

Dimitri, Vladimir, if either of you can hear me, a pinch or cold water or something would be really nice right about now.

[ But when neither of her travel companions respond, she reluctantly flips open the invitation and skims it, still in a state of disbelief. Once she's finished, she anxiously rubs her forehead as she tries to take in what she's just read. ]

All of my needs will be met, huh? Well, I'd say I'm in need of a wake-up call.

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[border-phantasm.livejournal.com]

[The voice seems to be from nowhere]

Would you like a pinch? Or to be doused in water?

[But if she looks up, she may see what could be charitably called a small gap in reality]

[tsarchasm.livejournal.com]

That would be nice, yes.

[ Except something was wrong. That voice definitely didn't belong to Dimitri or Vladimir. ]

[border-phantasm.livejournal.com]

[From the other side of the gap, Yukari smirks]

The pinch or the water?

[tsarchasm.livejournal.com]

Whichever gets the job done.

[border-phantasm.livejournal.com]

[Might want to look behind you, there's a disembodied hand coming out from another portal in reality]

[tsarchasm.livejournal.com]

All right. Any day now. And preferably before I do something like, oh, I don't know, walk off the top of the Eiffel Tower.

[ Anya instinctively turns around and sees the disembodied hand. ]

Ooor, on second thought, I think I would rather do the pinching on my own.

[ Determined not to show any visible panic, she attempts pinching herself, but to no avail. The hand is still there. ]

[border-phantasm.livejournal.com]

[She just giggles. The hand withdraws back to where it came from, and the portal widens to let through Yukari, holding her umbrella]

It wouldn't have worked anyway.

[tsarchasm.livejournal.com]

[ stops the pinching and rubs her sore arm ]

I figured as much. But I was still going to decline the Queen's invitation either way. I have a far more important meeting to go to later tonight.

[border-phantasm.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, she will not allow any of us to leave.

[misfortunewheel.livejournal.com]

-A voice from above.-

Is that truly what you need?

[tsarchasm.livejournal.com]

Actually, anything that will take me back to Paris would be fantastic.

[misfortunewheel.livejournal.com]

Mm... such a thing cannot be. How unfortunate.

[elbowpower.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid you're not dreaming.

[Says the brunette not far off. If she looked for her, Belle would be spotted nestled between a pair of trees grown in close together. She looks quite comfortable.]

[tsarchasm.livejournal.com]

You have got to be kidding me.

[elbowpower.livejournal.com]

No, not that, either. You read the letter, didn't you?

[She can understand her disbelief completely, she just wants to make sure.]

[peachhat.livejournal.com]

Oh, you're here for sure, but I can smack you with a rock if you like. You'd probably look less silly after getting hit with one.

[tsarchasm.livejournal.com]

How is that even possible? I'm pretty sure that we didn't take any more spontaneous detours after our train went haywire.

[peachhat.livejournal.com]

Well, magic, or meddling with the boundaries of dimensions or something like that. Magic can explain everything, really.

[sheroic.livejournal.com]

[ Wandering around there. ]

Dude, that sounds, like, Russian or something.

[tsarchasm.livejournal.com]

It kind of comes with being raised in Russia.

[sheroic.livejournal.com]

Dude, gross! Why would you do that?

[hotshot-momma.livejournal.com]

If it is a dream, I don't think you'll be waking up from it soon. I doubt it is, anyway.

[tsarchasm.livejournal.com]

I suppose that's good news in a way. I don't think I should interview the Dowager Empress in my sleep, although with as much as Dimitri and Vladimir have crammed into my head, I probably could.

But on the other hand, I don't have time for kidnappings, either. I don't even remember how I got here.

[hotshot-momma.livejournal.com]

None of us have time for this shit, honestly. I'm trying to figure out what the hell is going on and how to leave, not necessarily in that order.

Anna Lin.

[tsarchasm.livejournal.com]

I'm guessing that the cats haven't been as helpful as the invitation implies.

Anya.

[hotshot-momma.livejournal.com]

They are the loyal servants of the Queen, and cats. Quite helpful in helping you learn the layout of the Garden; quite useless for anything else.

[tsarchasm.livejournal.com]

I can't decide if this is better or worse than that sleepwalking nightmare. At least the other one had a way out. Has anyone tried talking to Her Royal Majesty yet?

[hotshot-momma.livejournal.com]

[brb laughing her ass off

okay, done. She shoots you a bitter look]

...Does that answer your question?

[tsarchasm.livejournal.com]

You know, for most people, a simple "no" gets the point across.

But yes.

[hotshot-momma.livejournal.com]

Forgive me. It's generally the first thing people ask. Just... listen to one of the Queen's speeches and you'll understand.

[tsarchasm.livejournal.com]

I take it she's not exactly the most reasonable person in the world.

But then again, kidnapping people and trapping them in a garden like this isn't something most people would call "reasonable."

[hotshot-momma.livejournal.com]

She's not merely unreasonable, she's a space case. It hasn't even occurred to her that what she's doing is inconvenient, let alone criminal.