Tea in the Gardens and Antechambers

[kaolinandbone]

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."

Comments

Re: Dr. Realist

[vvvvvvibrant]

"It's fine, the Many Worlds Forum has gotten us way closer to a solution than anything we've seen up to encountering it."

She stands up and stretches.

"Well, shall we continue?"

Re: Dr. Realist

[antiprojectionist]

Dr. Realist gestures to the windows behind him. "Wait, wait. It's hardly exploring if you don't stop and... Look at the views?"

Re: Dr. Realist

[vvvvvvibrant]

Violet looks at the windows... and does a double-take when she sees what should be the same point... not be that.

"Huh, I didn't even notice. I must have gotten too used to the strange geometry of the Souleye while it's in flight."

Having realized this, she pauses to appreciate each of the views in turn.

Re: Dr. Realist

[kaolinandbone]

The eastern window opens out over a rolling seascape, tall cliffs falling down to the sunlit ocean: the northeastern one stands over a courtyard amid a darkened forest, tall pines shrouding the stars; and the southeastern one stands over a bustling town, lights dimmed as the evening sun sets.

Re: Dr. Realist

[vvvvvvibrant]

But eventually they have to go and attend the coronation.

This fact becomes obvious when Violet's comm device beeps at her.