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This door was supposed to lead to the hall closet with the cleaning supplies, but Bella doesn't see any good way to mop up spilled soup from the kitchen floor. "Extraplanar studies students," she mutters, stomping into the bar in her nice useful boots. If she takes notes on this place she can probably get extra credit somewhere for it. She goes up to the bar, and notes the lack of bartender. Maybe they stepped out for a minute.
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A teenage girl wanders through the door, with a tabby cat sneaking in just before it closes. She is holding a water bottle with an open top, and has two more somehow fastened to her belt. She appears to be deep in thought and not all that aware of her surroundings. Indeed, she doesn't seem to notice something's off about the room until she bumps into a barstool.
She looks around, taking stock of the sudden change. The young woman standing at the bar seems to be her best option for information-gathering. Which means she'll need to-shudder, shudder-talk to an unfamiliar person.
"Pardon me," she says, "I seem to have somehow wandered into this bar. Have you any idea where we are or how I might have gotten here from my living room?"
She looks around, taking stock of the sudden change. The young woman standing at the bar seems to be her best option for information-gathering. Which means she'll need to-shudder, shudder-talk to an unfamiliar person.
"Pardon me," she says, "I seem to have somehow wandered into this bar. Have you any idea where we are or how I might have gotten here from my living room?"
subtly_artistic
"It was a closet, for me. I have no idea what this place's deal is, sorry. I'm blaming extraplanar studies majors."
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Parvati blinks. "Extraplanar...that's not an area of study I've heard of."
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"I see." Strange, she's done enough preparation for college that she's sure she's heard of most every possible major by now. "What college do you go to?"
subtly_artistic
"Magisterius University. You think this place is pulling from farther flung than across campus...?"
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"I have never heard of Magisterius University, and have certainly never visited the campus!" she says, clearly agitated.
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"Edina High School," she says. She forces herself to calm down. This situation has done nothing more irritating than interrupt her day. She can figure out what exactly is going on first, and be frustrated later. "Do you have much experience with spontaneous, unexplained supernatural phenomena?"
subtly_artistic
"I've never heard of your school either - and no, sorry, subtle arts major aiming for therapist career, none of this -" She waves a hand vaguely. "Stuff. I'm Bella, what's your name?"
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"Parvati. Pleasure to meet you," she says. The mention of subtle arts piques her curiosity, but it's already been established that this Bella person goes to a weird school with weird majors, and the strange magic bar is probably more pressing. "It seems this bar...teleports, somehow? What part of the country do you live in?"
subtly_artistic
"Prax, when I'm at school. I doubt the entire bar is teleporting, it's probably just co-opting doors."
subtly_artistic
"Prax is a province; the nearest town is Enwich. What country are you in? And I mean I don't think it put this entire bar in the supply closet, it probably just made it so the supply closet door led here."
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"The United States of America, how about you? And yes, I suppose that makes sense, but the alternative...you think it's...manipulating space, somehow? Not to be rude, but that sounds slightly like something out of a terrible science fiction movie."
subtly_artistic
"The... I am not aware of that being a country. I'm from the Imperium."
subtly_artistic
"Or another plane, my first guess about the bar was extraplanar studies students goofing off."
subtly_artistic
"Well - come on, 'other planet', talk about bad science fiction - planes are - do you not know about planes?"
subtly_artistic
"Ugh, I can't remember the textbook, so - don't quote me, but a plane is another existence in which the laws of magic differ in some ways and which can usually be accessed only by magic."
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"Oh," says Parvati. "I don't know whether to be irritated or afraid or fascinated, honestly. You mentioned subtle arts, is that the sort of magic you do?"
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"What makes it different from magic? And what does qualify as magic, in your...plane?"