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Zephyr had a plan. "We are gonna make you the best electric milkshake that ever was!"

"Or will be!" Pip joined in, clapping her hands over her head as she danced along before him and Roa and generally got in the way of where they were trying to walk.

This gave Zephyr plenty of excuse to pause at the end of the hall and make himself a sweeping gesture. "In the historya... ah..." one that should have ended with him banging his hand on the wall.

Except for the part where the applicable wall had disappeared and not in the usual behold the busted drywall kind of way. It was just gone. Likewise, the hallway and the entirety of Sky Plaza.

Zephyr stood on some low, sweeping stone steps. That happened to be outside, while just a moment before been /inside/ and headed to the kitchen. "OK, what the hell?"

Roa took in the sudden sky all golden up the flanks of the villa before them and held her finger to her lips in curiosity. "I don't know, actually." Then, she attempted to walk down the way they had come. This got her over the steps and almost to the spray from the fountain in the drive before it became quite apparent merely turning around wasn't going to accomplish much besides dampening her shoes. Back up she went. "This *looks* like where they held the last Court of the Manor."

"You dunno?" his next sound was an odd one, not a moan and not a laugh, and awfully feline besides. "Yeah, that's not freakin me out or nothin. Dun you know everythin?"

"Zephyyyr. Same to you."

"You guys," interjected Pip, her bare toes rapping on the stone. "Think this's kinda the same thing happened to Seb."

"Hm?" Zephyr craned himself her way, and their hands tangled together, wires all a-flash.

"Mm!"

"Mnhn."

"Nnn~."

"Well, I like your theory so far," Roa nodded. Mostly, she wasn't being silly right back at their latest ridiculous display. Mostly. "Happened to Siebenkas...?"

"Yeah, he had this dream," the elder of the two evokers almost began to explain, digits working.

Whatever he meant to coax out of the recollections between them, Pip took over, swaying as she did. "He thinks was a dream, but is totally notta dream. I know. I touched him thinkin about it an it was all wrong fora dream. Still didn't make any sense, but not the same kinda way dreams do."

"Also, Seb never dreams he's nekkid. Fun fact."

("So useful, too," Roa remarked, quite to herself.)

"But, he walked outta his bathroom an alla a sudden, he was in this bar in Old New York an there were all these other people an he was almost kinda sorta mebbe flirtin with this mob boss lady over gin an tonic and then there was this real cute muddy guy. Seb didn't think he was so cute, but I did. He got way more distracted by the other lady evoked with her eyes and the booze was good an there were pretty blond polyamourous peeps bonkin in the restroom an... an... an..."

Her not so little description might have gone on another few hours, except that Zephyr reached around with his unoccupied hand and tickled her. The way they'd tangled up together, she must have known it was coming.

Which left Roa to conclude Pip wanted tickled more than she wanted to discuss any washroom adventures. "On one hand, that sounds very much like a dream to me. On the other, if there's some sort of precedent for people in our manor suddenly disobeying all known laws of physics. And you're not playing some sort of elaborate prank."

"Hey! I had my heart set on givin you your first electric milkshake an that's not somethin I'd go back on for any money." Next thing she did know with any certainty, Zephyr had play staggered over, clutching at his shirt, "'m so disappointed it /huuurts/."

"Well, you can make it up to me when the universe goes back to normal."

Grin for the time being, too.

"It is going to go back to normal?"

"Did last time. 's why we still gotta Seb an notta portal to someplace called Dan's," said Pip.

"Alright, so why don't we...?"

"Make the besta it?"

"Yes!" Roa swung from Zephyr's grasp. He only then reached for her, trying to find that place in her moments where the best meant [concrete] he could play after and with her. As it was, he missed her as she skipped the villa steps instead, swirling her skirt in her hands and calling back after: "We're going to get company, right?"

"Woul, that'd be nice, but if not," he shrugged. "We get blitzed an watch the stars come out." A quick little sigh and a pop of his shoulder after, he followed.

Pip watched the space in the sky where the clouds should have been. The end of her nose twitched. "We're so gettin company. Can smell it, almost. Somethin's zactly not right out there." Laughing then, she blew past them both and straight through the doors.

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ETA: This post has not been up thirty-six hours and we officially have more than 500 comments. SO I SUPPOSE THIS ISN'T FUN AT ALL AMMIRITE? XD

ETA II: I am really, really touched that everyone wants to take care of the deceased fellow in the pool. I'm sure he appreciates it (he didn't even have a name in the story where he first appeared ;_;). But, alas, there was only one of him and he's currently being handled. He may be installed in a bedroom shortly, and should that happen, I will give him his own thread for poking purposes.

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"Well, at a function," said Roa, then took a moment to add, "A function I was aware of beforehand."

The ballroom had really filled up since she'd last come through it. Speaking of the Court of the Manor, just about as many couches had been conquered. And the bar! Pip had her hands full.

But not too full for Roa, or so Roa noted with a certain bright satisfaction. One which she shares, of course. Just reached across the bar for a quick touch with Pip.

"Sorry bout the wine. 'm not up on my roses. Who's your friend?" said Pip, even though she had most likely gotten that last bit. This way though, nobody got left out and Pip got to list sideways for a good long look at this other guest.

"Nicoletta. And Nicoletta, this is Pip."

"An you need drinks? What'll it be?"

Huh, an early-teen kid tending bar. Well, Nic had been pouring wine for her parents at times at that age. "White wine, please." She glances at Roa. "Any suggestions? I'm not really up on my Helicon-appropriate requests."

Pip had glanced to the ceiling at this, obviously considering.

Roa took the opportunity to make a suggestion not too far into this. "Do they have any of that Swan's Bell Riesling Duclos likes to serve at lunch meetings?"

"Lemme check!" Check apparently meaning go sprinting out of the room at top speed.

"It's not too sweet," Roa started to say. "I hope you like it. But, if you..."

"Found it!" Two thin tulip glasses alighted on the counter and one quick swipe of the cork pull later, Pip had left these behind, gently bubbling away and perhaps a little fuller than a dignified pour would have left them. She then pounced on another mai tai order.

"Oh. Well then. Cheers!"

"Thank you," Nicoletta said to their little bartender. Pip was nothing if not enthusiastic, and it made Nicoletta smile. "Cheers, Roa."

She sipped the Riesling. Excellent, something she'd like to have back home, and not quite like other Rieslings she'd had before. She considered the different quality on her next sip.

On a certain level, Roa felt a bit silly for drinking one of the wines she /knew/ out of all of the wines in the world, or at least available in the villa.

But, seeing someone else enjoy it, or at least savor it that way that was supposed to belong to wine. Well, it made sense that way and her own glass tasted quite a bit better for it.

Except for one thing.

"I know these," she clicked her nail on the rim of her glass. "Are designed for just the purpose of drinking wine. But I still find them unwieldy. Not unpleasant. But cumbersome, in a way."

And smiled. Because there was absolutely no way that didn't sound bizarre to a city person from the past.

That sounded intriguing. And probably took them back to the saucer. "I'm sure Pip can find another saucer, if you want it," Nicoletta said, straight-faced, and then cracked. "Cumbersome in what way?"

Roa smiled back at Nicoletta considered her glass once more. "In that they aren't what I'm used to. I might have... fibbed a bit earlier. /I'm/ used to my drinks being served otherwise. Although."

Her fingertip alighted in the tracery of fizz that only just disturbed the riesling's surface. After, she crossed the rim and it sang; one note and softly. "Saucers don't do that."

(OOC: for future reference, is Nicoletta armed at the moment?)

"No, I guess they don't." Roa looked like the music of it meant something to her. Nicoletta opted not to press at the moment, just sipped her wine before continuing. "I can imagine that a glass would be weird to get used to."

(OOC: She is indeed. One knife down one boot, the other on a thigh holster.)

"It's funny," Roa said. "You think- everyone must do it this way. About the most simple things. And the next things you know: wine goes in glasses, coffee is served hot, boys aren't supposed to wear flowers behind their ears ever and everyone goes running with clothes on."

She drank then, and gave Nicoletta as much of a smile as she could through it.

Nicoletta smiled back. "Sort of the way I think everyone drinks from glasses. Seriously, if you want a saucer, I promise not to say anything about it." She sipped her own wine.

Roa had to stop herself from lifting her thumb to her lips for a nervous nibble at that.

"I'm trying not to..."

It was about then Pip took a moment out of her subsequent cocktail shaking to drop off two saucers.

Roa grabbed the one closest and placed it under her wine glass with a pointed click.

"You've got quite enough of a science fiction twist to your afternoon. Although, I could still make it worse. If you like."

"Oh, why not? I had vaguely this happen once before and found out my sister was from a world with magic, so I'm up for sci-fi." Nicoletta took a sip of her wine and glanced around, then back to Roa.

"A world with /magic/?"

All well and good, perhaps in the way anyone else took it in, but Roa did not, could not believe such a thing ever approached reality.

"In the mean time, it's about 2350 by your system. One of my co-workers has nerve enhancements, and fully mechanical androids have been banned by a lobby of individuals with genetic and cybernetic enhancements. However, it's still legal to have engineered living sex dolls in some places. Waiters continue to get orders wrong despite all available technology."

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