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Ari is patrolling the streets of scenic Vancouver! Well, actually he's just going to visit Peter, but he's keeping an eye out for monsters along the way. It's a nice night, monsters like ruining that kind of thing. The streets are more or less deserted, it being 2:00 AM on a Tuesday. Ari whistles cheerfully.
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bitterchill
Ari finishes his coffee and stretches. "Do you want to start on getting you new clothes, or making your wings invisible, or what?"
bitterchill
"Well, no time like the present. The tailor I found lives about an hour away with the proper path through the Nevernever; shall we?"
bitterchill
"With me, yes. Long as you follow me. And follow my instructions carefully. But the path's pretty clear, there's nothing dangerous nearby and I can take care of any wandering monsters or anything that might show up."
bitterchill
"Like, if I tell you to turn around three times before going through a door, or we take six left turns in a row, or I suddenly shout that you have to hug a tree, I'm not just messing with you, it's all part of navigating the Nevernever."
bitterchill
"Not immediately relevant in this case, but there are certain trees that hate mortals and try to kill us, and one species can be temporarily paralyzed by kindness, in this case hugging. They hang around the Wyld, though. Which is pretty far from where we're going."
campanas
"Okay. I will silly things of you saying if they important. But don't be say things not important just for silly!"
bitterchill
"The answer... is probably yes. But I won't do that if you'd rather I didn't."
bitterchill
Ari leads her out into the hallway. "There are faeries! Many of them are pretty. The one we're visiting is not, and the pretty ones are often not nice; the one we're visiting is. Somewhat."
With a quick slicing gesture, the air opens in front of him. He hops through and falls to the ground several stories below.
"I'm alright!" he calls faintly.
With a quick slicing gesture, the air opens in front of him. He hops through and falls to the ground several stories below.
"I'm alright!" he calls faintly.
campanas
Pen hops through and snaps her wings open and spirals down to meet him.
bitterchill
"Very graceful," comments Ari, who is standing in something of a crater.
The Nevernever is, as he mentioned, stunningly beautiful. They stand by an extremely tall tree in a forest, the treetops full of brightly colored fruit and brighter flowers. The grass is a bluish green, speckled with tiny black flowers full of crystal seeds. The air is empty of birdsong, but the sound of tinkling bells can be faintly heard.
The Nevernever is, as he mentioned, stunningly beautiful. They stand by an extremely tall tree in a forest, the treetops full of brightly colored fruit and brighter flowers. The grass is a bluish green, speckled with tiny black flowers full of crystal seeds. The air is empty of birdsong, but the sound of tinkling bells can be faintly heard.
bitterchill
"Those are pixies! They sound like bells. I can catch one for you if you like, it's hard to do but it's fun. Except for the dust. Pixie dust is the devil."