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Dec. 4th, 2005 04:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Ingress waits for Amy and Alanna, and their animal entourage, in a playroom decorated with a lace tablecloth and a full tea service, complete with all the delicious biscuits and sandwiches ladies, and small creatures, might like.
Except for the dried flies for the frogs. They are in a container beside a little waterfall pond with running water.
The room is decorated for Christmas, complete with a large Christmas tree decorated with homemade ornaments from a few generations of House of Arch children.
Ingress herself is rather decorated, as well, in a red and green robe with holly in a crown on her blue head. Hope, her potato kitten, is sitting on her lap, and Hubert splashes in the pond. Agatha is sitting on the table nibbling a cracker. And out a window, watching lovingly, is Megwyn, the white horse-shaped Companion from Valdemar.
Ingress watches as Tom enters, both ladies on his arm, as he brings them through the magical painting.
"Hi! You came, you came!"
Except for the dried flies for the frogs. They are in a container beside a little waterfall pond with running water.
The room is decorated for Christmas, complete with a large Christmas tree decorated with homemade ornaments from a few generations of House of Arch children.
Ingress herself is rather decorated, as well, in a red and green robe with holly in a crown on her blue head. Hope, her potato kitten, is sitting on her lap, and Hubert splashes in the pond. Agatha is sitting on the table nibbling a cracker. And out a window, watching lovingly, is Megwyn, the white horse-shaped Companion from Valdemar.
Ingress watches as Tom enters, both ladies on his arm, as he brings them through the magical painting.
"Hi! You came, you came!"
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Date: 2005-12-05 04:24 am (UTC)Ingress blinks.
"Did he have to wear dresses?"
She looks at Amy, hands to her mouth to hold back the giggles.
"I don't think Gavroche would wear a dress. Well, not for a long time, anyway."
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Date: 2005-12-05 04:28 am (UTC)"I think it's a rare brother indeed who would wear dress for his sister's sake."
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Date: 2005-12-05 04:32 am (UTC)Not... precisely. Well, he wore my riding skirts until we had parted ways and revealed our plans to Coram and Maude, but he did not have to wear skirts in the convent. Noble born boys are trained in magic there until they are sent to the Mithran priests.
*Her lips twitch.*
Gavroche would be appalled by this conversation, so I will certainly not mention that he would look stunning in purple satin.
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Date: 2005-12-05 04:38 am (UTC)"Your poor brother! He must love you lots and lots to do that! Amy, do you have brothers who wear dresses?"
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Date: 2005-12-05 04:46 am (UTC)"I have a brother, yes, but I certainly cannot think that Caspian's ever worn a dress. I have six sisters who wear rather a lot of dresses, though, so perhaps that makes up for it."
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Date: 2005-12-05 04:51 am (UTC)Caspian is your brother? I had no idea.
*Six sisters with a penchant for dresses. The very idea gives Alanna hives.*
Heralds wear all white, don't they, Ingress?
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Date: 2005-12-05 04:57 am (UTC)She takes a bite of cake and then shares it with Hope and Agathe and Simon, who has quite liked the attention, apparently.
"Six sisters is a lot. Did you have your own rooms?"
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Date: 2005-12-05 05:01 am (UTC)"Caspian and I adopted each other," she explains, "so he's my brother, but he might not have been when you met him."
She smiles. "Six sisters is a little excessive, I think, yes, but thank heaven, we all had our own rooms, or I think we'd have run mad. My sisters could be very silly indeed."
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Date: 2005-12-05 05:04 am (UTC)*A bit ruffled by Alanna's lack of attention, Thea slowly makes her way toward Ingress. She spares Agatha and Simon a speculative look before brushing up against the small human's side.*
Thea, cease your begging! *Alanna smiles.* I can't imagine having sisters. It was just Thom and I.
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Date: 2005-12-05 05:08 am (UTC)Ingress giggles.
"I love kitties!"
She snuggles them both.
"Caspian's nice. I guess he looks after the horses as good as Susan did. I miss her though."
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Date: 2005-12-05 02:07 pm (UTC)Amy is quiet for a moment, watching him, and then give Ingress a small smile. "Well, I certainly know he tries to take as good care of the horses as Susan did. But he and I both miss her, too."
Amy takes a moment to stir her tea, which didn't need stirring, and then turns to Alanna. "A quest in Narnia? I don't believe I've heard anything about this. What were you questing for?"
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Date: 2005-12-05 09:43 pm (UTC)I miss them all, but I know they are happy where they are.
*Shaking herself, she nods to Amy.*
Aye. It was a few months back. Several people fell ill with horrid symptoms, and I signed up to scrounge for cure ingredients. My group was sent to Narnia. I met talking horses and owls. It was wonderful.
*In truth, Alanna had a hard time leaving.*
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Date: 2005-12-06 03:11 am (UTC)At this she gets so excited that she stands up in her chair, upsetting her plates of goodies. The biscuits and cakes fall to the floor, and suddenly there are no animals in sight.
Ingress giggles and sits back down.
"Oops. But I can't wait. Maybe we can visit Narnia, too! Lucy and Susan were queens there and their brothers were kings. They're nice, too."
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Date: 2005-12-06 04:35 am (UTC)She does not mention either of their brothers.
"Where is Valdemar, Ingress? I don't believe I've heard of it."
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Date: 2005-12-06 04:48 am (UTC)More for you. Goddess, I would love to see Narnia again. I've yet to tell Edmund, but Peter and Caspian both let me regale them with stories. I do not know either Susan or Lucy. *She licks her lips. Certainly she knows of them, and suddenly feels more than a little uncomfortable.*
Oh, Amy. You should meet Kerowyn. She's wonderful. Valdemar... *She looks to Ingress.*
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Date: 2005-12-06 05:00 am (UTC)Megywn neighs, and Ingress nods her head.
"And it's green and beautiful and Haven is city that's not underground."
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Date: 2005-12-06 05:07 am (UTC)"Goodness, but Valdemar sounds like an exciting place," says Amy. "And I'm sure you'll do a splendid job protecting it, Ingress."
She settles Simon Perryvall into her lap, and scritches him a bit.
"Are there cities that are underground?"
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Date: 2005-12-06 05:16 am (UTC)Ingress grins at Amy.
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Date: 2005-12-06 05:27 am (UTC)She is looking at the window, trying to figure out just how it is that they are underground.
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Date: 2005-12-06 06:01 am (UTC)Aye, remarkable isn't it? *Shaking her head a bit, she nibbles on a piece of cake.* Little did you know you were going on an adventure.
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Date: 2005-12-07 12:14 am (UTC)Ingress reaches for another cake, and then drinks down her tea.
"Oh, I almost forgot! Mary helped me get things together to make ornaments."
She scrambles off the chair and hurries over to a box full of craft supplies. She holds up a small jar of green paint.
"We could paint the animals' feet and make footprint patterns on the paper, and then cut that out and put on glitter!"
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Date: 2005-12-07 04:23 am (UTC)She looks from the squirrels to the paint.
"Perhaps it would be better if we drew the animals," she says, cheerfully.
And ever so much less messy.
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Date: 2005-12-07 04:45 am (UTC)*Startled, Alanna blinks at them before eyeing the paint. A slow smile creeps across her face as she nods in agreement with Amy's first statement. The second -about drawing- lessens the mischievous glint in her eye. Somewhat.*
Thea might let us trace her feet... and then we could paint that, perhaps? *She grins.*
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Date: 2005-12-07 04:53 am (UTC)She pulls out a basket full of vials of glorious glitter in all shades of festive Christmas
doomcolors."This was a fun tea party. And now we'll make the prettiest ornaments ever."
The three ladies, with minimal help from the animals who, of course, end up sparkly with various amounts of glitter stuck to their fur. The Christmas tree in the playroom is soon bedecked in the loveliest ornaments.
Ingress smiles and laughs and twirls and glitters. It was a lovely tea party, indeed.