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[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[so, Lucy's been hanging out on the Proper Doctor's TARDIS for the last few days after some very unforseen and unexpected events. meaning she's missed a great deal of the hubbub. sadness. but she's here with a purpose! that purpose being an apology]

Diva? I really must apologise. I know we were supposed to have that party, but I was ... indisposed rather suddenly. Do you suppose we could try again? It would be nice to have some proper entertainment.

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[madamemoiselle]

...Ah, you're apologizing? Ne, don't worry about it! Things were busy for me as well, so it wouldn't have worked out.

But I'd like to, yes! It'd be fun!

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Splendid! I would love to be able to do that, then.

[madamemoiselle]

Well, what kind of party should we have now? Since that holiday is over, I mean.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

What about a masque? Or perhaps something more like a winter ball?

[madamemoiselle]

A masquerade would be fun! Ah, I love costumes, so that would be a nice one, and it'd also be fun to see people dressed up.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Mmm, they are rather darling, aren't they? And since we missed Hallowe'en, wouldn't it be terribly appropriate?

[madamemoiselle]

Ah, it would. You said for that holiday, people dress up, right?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

They do, yes. I suppose we don't need a masque, but there's always so much fun in intrigue, wouldn't you agree? Guessing who's behind the mask.

[madamemoiselle]

{She laughs a little}

Well, unless you can cheat, like I can. Even if they look completely different, I could tell who a person is.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Lucy.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Harry. [have a hug, Master] Oh Harry, I've missed you.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[he does not hug back]

Where have you been?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[frowns and pulls away]

On that dreadful Terre D'Ange planet. The natives have been less than forthcoming where world domination is involved.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You could've said something. I was worried.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

I know. I'm sorry. I was too caught up in what I was doing. [touches his cheek] Forgive me?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[grabs her wrist and her waist]

You're not to leave me like that again.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[winces a little at the pressure on her wrist, but doesn't pull away]

Of course, Harry. I wouldn't dream of it. Though ... I will be able to finish, right? My work on the planet.

[mercwamouth]

[A strange person wearing an unusual costume and a pin that reads "Ask me about the Twin's Shop" appears before you]

Well hello there, Sir or Madam.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[she's looking at your rather funny]

And you would be?

[mercwamouth]

Wade Wilson, Deadpool, and I'm here to tell you about the Twin's Shop. Got a minute?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

I don't make a habit of accepting solicitations, but very well. What kind of shoppe?

[mercwamouth]

Well you should remember the place from when you first came here. You should remember the magic and whimsy and strange mystery of the Twins.

What you might not be aware of, and what I seek to remind my fellow Plane-goers of, is that you can return at any time!

And there's just about nothing the Twins can't sell or do!

[As far as you know.]

[Or at least as far as you assume.]

For reasonable, fair prices, they can get you rare and unique and wonderful items that will make you the envy of all your friends and maybe get the attention of a special someone!

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[eeeeeeeeer]

I all ready have access to everything I want, thank you. I don't need anything from the Twins.

[mercwamouth]

Well that would certainly explain your cheery disposition.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Perhaps.