Dossier Nineteen

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Henrietta is cradling a small potted plant protectively against her chest, looking back and forth as though someone might appear to take it from her. Quietly, she tells it,]

I'll take you back later, after I talk to him, okay? I know there's no sun, but we'll find someplace nice. I promise.

Comments

[ghostlighter]

I just... It doesn't make sense.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

....but why not?

[ghostlighter]

It's Dorothy. From the Wizard of Oz. To be honest, the last time a fictional character suddenly wasn't fictional anymore, he went around cutting peoples' heads off. [L-lawl, headless horseman.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[._.]

[ghostlighter]

... What? [Wait a minute, he'll get it—] Oh. No. No one died, but I'm just saying. It's usually not a good thing.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

No one died, but they got their heads cut off?

[ghostlighter]

They were in magic school when it happened. No one dies there.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

...but Dorothy can't be here. [...confused.]

[ghostlighter]

... Yeah? [Also confused himself by now. gj Chris.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

But... Even if she's not cutting off peoples' heads, I've met her.

[ghostlighter]

[It looks like she missed the point, but oh well.] ... Yeah. I bet you did.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Fffff] It's not an experiment or a lie. The Doctor met her too.

[ghostlighter]

Henrietta. I believe you.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

...oh.

[ghostlighter]

I guess I just... really don't understand this place.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I think I love it here. Even with experiments.

[ghostlighter]

Yeah?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Yes. I got to meet you, and s--Crowley, and signore Hei and Dorothy... [Trails off happily]

[ghostlighter]

[... smiles at her obvious hero-worship of Dorothy. It's cute, okay?]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Doesn't notice, as she is busy hero-worshiping] She's so pretty... She's taller than I thought, too. She said she would take me to see her garden, if she can.

[ghostlighter]

Her garden, huh?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

In the Emerald City.

[ghostlighter]

Right. [... this is still weird, but he'll go with it.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[....?] Is something wrong?

[ghostlighter]

Everything? ... but no, not really.