Pretty Pretty Princess: Redux

[enterstageleft]

Who: Those Who Play Games
Where: The Game Tower
When: Day 300

[ Today you step out of the elevators and into the game room to find yourselves in an airy Grand Ballroom. Maybe, if you've been here long enough--you might recognize this room?

At the front of the room is a buffet table featuring finger sandwiches, petit fours, and savory pastries as well as a variety of small desserts complemented by bottoms-up turned teacups and steaming hot kettles set up for self-serve. From nowhere to be seen comes the sound of instruments playing. Up above, tethered to the ceiling, are what appear to be long curtains. …

The small, square tables feature place cards that as of yet are mysteriously empty, but other than that--there is nothing on the table. Those who have walked in and might prefer to walk out again will find they are mysteriously barred from exiting…. ]


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Comments

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He nudges against her, gentle, still breathing hard - flops himself down on the stairs]

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[Follows with a sigh, stretching out her legs]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Whatcha think?

Not bad up here, yeah?

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Wouldn't be a bad lunch break.

Didn't expect to run into any trees up here.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Right? S'kinda pretty.

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Been collecting your crows up here?

[crossmyheartandhope]

...that obvious, huh?

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[shakes her head]

More comfortable than a lotta places. You could do way worse.

[crossmyheartandhope]

They could, too.

They know to show up other places, too, though.

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If I were a crow, I'd follow you around, too.

[crossmyheartandhope]

You don't even know what I feed em.

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I know what you feed humans, so I can guess.

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I don't even cook for em, cept the eggs.

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That's more cooking than anybody's doing for me...

[crossmyheartandhope]

Man, I gotta cook for you more often.

I never did make you that pizza, huh.

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So long's you didn't make one for a crow, I'm good.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Pretty sure they ain't gonna eat the cheese.

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Are crows lactose intolerant?

[crossmyheartandhope]

I dunno... maybe?

They ain't mammals, yeah?

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Plenty mammals can't eat cheese. Like...most of 'em, right?

[crossmyheartandhope]

Dogs can, though, right?

And like... mice. Platapuses.

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You ain't never seen a platapus eat cheese.

...Have you?

[crossmyheartandhope]

They make milk, right?

S'gotta mean they can do cheese, too.

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Sheep make milk. They don't eat cheese.

...Do they?

[crossmyheartandhope]

...maybe?

I mean, they probly could. If they wanted.