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The entry hall of Lioncourt's castle is a vast, gothic thing, with deep burgundy tapestries on the walls and matching carpet underfoot. The precisely-fitted masonry has been polished within an inch of its life, the dark stone gleaming sullenly in the insistently cheery light of the newly-installed electric lamps.

Within the high arches of the surrounding baulaustrades, two women intone the same spell, matching each other's cadence: A pale girl, looking little older than a child, and a tall, red-haired woman with serious slate-grey eyes.

As the last syllable fades, twin portals shimmer into existence: the first multiversal party in the Many Worlds is officially underway!

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An alarm blares aboard the D.S.S. Souleye.

"Argh, what is it now?" Viridian frowns, then quickly smiles again and shuts off the alarm upon noticing the portal that opened at the back of the bridge. "Of course, the party!"

Violet double-checks the autopilot, and the crew, in uniforms matching their names, enter.

Edited Date: 2015-06-09 01:20 am (UTC)

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"Welcome to the party," Cordelia greets them. "In exchange for Lioncourt's hospitality for the duration of the party, and safe passage home, will you swear a magically binding oath to harm none while you are here, and to not venture outside the castle grounds so as to prevent multiversal incident?"