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--ather will be so pleas...ed

[the little girl stops in her tracks, the ice skates she's holding falling to the 'ground' with a clatter as she stares at her surroundings. she was quite certain she'd just been in London -- and this doesn't look a thing like London. this doesn't even look a thing like Blackpool, which she's always been told loves this sort of thing.

spinning around, she is surprised to see the little shoppe she'd been visiting is gone, replaced by more of these absolutely impossible stars. and if there's no shoppe, there's no way home.

in a very unladylike fashion, the little girl plops down beside her skates, taking deep breaths. she's British -- there must be a very good explanation for this, and if there isn't, she'll just pretend there is and go about like nothing happened. as soon as she starts breathing properly, of course. her father is going to be so upset.

speaking of, the girl looks down at the skates, tugging a lace]

I suppose we won't be going skating after all...

[ooc; Experiment start!]

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{Diva pushes off carefully as well but she's really not that good at this, so it looks like she might fall. But she's trying, dammit.}

And what kinds of thing does Lucy like to do?

[awww, they can be sort of awkward together!]

Oh, lots of things! I like to go shopping, or sit in with Father during his business sessions at home. Politics is really interesting, even if I'm not very good at it. And playing games! Though most of the girls at school don't play with me, and I don't think they'd like what I do play. [gives Diva a conspiratorial look] I think they'd think I was weird.

Oh, maybe they're the ones that are weird! What kinds of games do you like to play?

Oh, well. I don't really like bugs. So sometimes, when I'm alone, I like to play a game where I see how many of their legs and stuff I can pull off before they die. [kinda hunches her shoulders, waiting for the 'that's weird!']

{:D oh shit Lucy you are one crazy kid. HOWEVER, Diva is oblivious to just how weird that is, so she kind of skates carefully as she looks at Lucy}

Is it? That doesn't seem to weird to me!

{Then again, when Diva was "little", she was pulling legs off humans. Uh.}

[and then she promotes herself to massacring butterflies, yay :D]

Really? It doesn't? [best. friend. EVAR] You aren't like any of the high-class ladies I usually see. They'd think I was strange, but you don't.

Do you like to play games, Diva?

Oh, you're not the first to say that, certainly. I'm quite a bit different from any lady, really.

{She almost falls, but catches herself} I-I do! What sort of game do you have in mind?

Mother says I should be proper and like a real lady, but I think I'd rather be like you. You aren't nearly as boring as my mother is.

[careful, Diva D:] Well, how about tag? Or we can race! I bet I can beat you to the other side of the rink!

I certainly have fun along the way! Ne, but I don't know if I'd want anyone to be like me, really! It'd be a kind of sad life to live.

O-Oh! Sure, that's fine! I bet that you will, though, since I'm terrible.

You're beautiful, though. How can you possibly be sad?

Well, maybe I can teach you, then?

{Diva pauses as she's about to speak, then smiles slightly, realizing how ironic it is for her to say it} Well, being beautiful doesn't mean being happy. In fact, it seems to be quite the opposite sometimes! Ne, there's something to that idea of beauty being a curse, after all. But I've lived a kind of sad life. But it's not bad at all now.

Ah, I'd like that, then! I only went skating with Solomon a few times, and he was basically carrying me.

Really? Do you think I'll be sad if I try and be beautiful? I'd really like to be, I think. Beautiful people get the most attention. [frowns a little] Wanna know something? I think my life's been pretty sad, too. But now we can both be happy together, right?

Solomon? Is he your father?

Oh, I'm not saying you shouldn't try to be beautiful! But beauty isn't everything. Ne, it's a cliche, but it's a good one. You should be beautiful inside and out, you know?

{Warmly} But what kind of sad life has Lucy had? It seems impossible for a little girl like you to have a sad life.

Oh, no. He was my...servant, really. But he was a good friend.

Well, I think it'll be fun to be beautiful. And I'm a good girl, so that should make me beautiful inside, too, right?

[pauses in her skating, jabbing the blade into the ice] Well, no one really talks to me, since they think I'm weird. And Father spends most of his time with my sisters and not me.

A servant, really? I want servants. I bet they're fun to have.

Mm, I suppose so! I can't really be a judge of that too much, but I think you're doing very well in both areas so far.

{Diva tries to skate closer to speak to Lucy sympathetically, but she sucks and falls instead. She topples onto Lucy, but Diva shows her strength and speed at a good time, at least. One hand is holding Lucy up to prevent her from hitting the ice while Diva's other hand's palm is flat against the ice---but her fingers are buried deep into the ice to keep them both propped up carefully.

Diva pauses a moment, realizing that she'd moved kind of without thinking about it, and laughs nervously, setting Lucy down gently and starting to pry her fingers out of the ice}

Ne, I'm sorry! Goodness, I'm really useless on the ice, aren't I?

[any and all thoughts Lucy did have are now gone as she stares at Diva's fingers in the ice]

How...?

{Sheepishly} Ne, that would be because I'm not human, I suppose.

Really?

...are you an alien?

Oh, no nothing like that! {And pop, Diva's fingers come out of the ice. She flexes them carefully, trying to get the feeling back}

I'm more like something from a storybook. A vampire, actually.

A vampire? Really? But you don't look dead.

Oh, no, I promise that I'm alive! Most of the legends aren't really true for me.

But you still aren't human. Though ... if you aren't dead, do you still live forever?

I don't know if I live forever, but I have lived a very long time already. I was born 174 years ago.

[oh wow. so this beautiful woman who thinks it's okay for Lucy to kill bugs is ALSO almost immortal? kick ass]

I think it'd be amazing to live forever, especially if I were as beautiful as you. Everyone would love me for hundreds and thousands of years!

Oh, but immortality isn't that wonderful! I mean, you have all the nice things forever, but you have the not so nice things forever too. Living is hard!