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: Orz

[withmanyfingers]

That's fine. Orz has many *fingers*, after all; it doesn't need to limit itself to doing only one thing. It can get knowledge from other people; Esthfora has rainbows!

Yes! Myself the Orz will come to *play* at your *house*!

Re: Orz

[esthfora]

Esthfora beams.

She climbs up the battlemech's leg and boops its window-bubble in a location approximately corresponding to the occupant's beak.

"Come play!" she agrees, and her rainbow halo swirls with here-I-am-ness.

Re: Orz

[withmanyfingers]

It only takes a moment. There is a rippling, a wavering, a sucking noise, a sense of absence in the empty air.

Then, with a wave from the fish-pilot, Orz gently disentangles its mechsuit from Esthfora and turns to go. She is, after all, now quite full of *happy* Orz, and doesn't need a physical body to talk to them anymore.

Re: Orz

[esthfora]

Oceans and oceans of Orz!

Esthfora waves goodbye to this one and goes off to pet soft flowers.