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As the many multiversal guests are gated in, singly or in groups, a crowd slowly begins to form in the entry hall. Lioncourt looks up from her meditation break and claps her hands twice: in moments, a dozen automaton servants file out from the adjoining rooms, hands of gleaming white porcelain holding equally elegant china tea-sets. A pair of the automatons open the doors at the far end of the hall, revealing a tiered rose garden, the stone benches dotted here and there ringing a large central clearing.

"Tea is served, either here or in the gardens: I would appreciate it, however, if some of my guests might proceed onward so as to reduce crowding."

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scatteredstars

Tyche nods. "It is possible to remove it, but that's generally unwise."

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ambrovimvor

" I have absolutely no desire to experiment with tampering with potentially dangerous machines."

From:

scatteredstars

"That is sensible," Tyche says.

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ambrovimvor

"So, I'll let you go talk to the hostess, and see you later?"

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scatteredstars

"Yes," Tyche says, smiling, and goes off to find Lioncourt.

Edited (link) Date: 2015-06-09 11:38 pm (UTC)

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kaolinandbone

Lioncourt wanders back, instead of Tyche.

"I heard that you were in need of some form of medical aid?"

Edited Date: 2015-06-10 01:52 am (UTC)

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ambrovimvor

She blinks "Oh, well, we were just wondering about treatments for appendicitis, since it's something we are not so good at treating with our own methods."

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kaolinandbone

Lioncourt tilts her head. "I see. I'm afraid I'm not a fully-general solution to appendicitis, but now that I've met you, I'll have some useful information to pass on to Tyche. Apologies for disturbing you unnecessarily."

Edited Date: 2015-06-10 02:00 am (UTC)