[ When Bartimaeus is — at some point, presumably — out of the dungeon, he'll receive a terribly mysterious written invitation to meet on the edge of the Gallows, where a small decrepit wooden boat has been moored. A stranger (equally terrible, equally mysterious) may already be waiting.
Bartimaeus doesn't have to actually follow the invitation. Not intentionally. Should he ignore or otherwise attempt to circumvent its summons, a chain of coincidences (terrible, mysterious, you get it by now) and suspiciously well-timed accidents will load the dice to get him there roughly on time.
The invitation is beautifully calligraphed, and smells like roses. It also smells like roses in the boat, owing to the enormous quantity of petals strewn within. They seem, on closer inspection, to be cheaper flowers doused in bad perfume. There are also several candles burning, which is definitely a fire hazard, but at least a self-correcting one.
OOC Note: Gareth is played by Ema. Feel free to play out a thread, handwave things, or ignore it entirely, but check with each other first! ❤ ]
after bartimaeus has been freed from his most terrible captivity, an unsolicited call
Don't worry about it. [But it may have something to do with why he's so eager about--] Now, imagine a place where you're very comfortable. The most at peace you've ever been. Picture it clearly in your mind and then describe it to me.
Because I can. Now come on, Kitty! Put some thought into it! You can't just say under a tree or something. That's lazy beyond belief. Paint me a picture.
Oh, I am new to the Gallows! I have seen your advertisement in the grounds. About, [ her voice lowers, like a ghost story. just picture the flashlight, tipped under her chin. ] The poisons.
[Mention of an advertisement warrants an intake of breath in preparation for something along the lines of 'Wrong number, lady'-- It dies gently in his throat. Hm.]
[Ooh, that's an unpleasant sensation. It feels like getting caught with his hand in the metaphorical cookie jar, only he isn't sure what the jar looks like or even what kind of cookie he'd been reaching for.]
[ It's so - absurd, so boisterous, that she doesn't even know whether she feels like laughing or crying. So she's quiet just a little bit too long. Then, finally, what comes out of her mouth is: ]
[A great, labored sigh. Somewhere, Bartimaeus replaces the torch he'd been intending to light the end of a trussed up Kirkwall brigand back into its holder. He makes a one moment please gesture to the squirming cut purse.]
a very mysterious invitation
Bartimaeus doesn't have to actually follow the invitation. Not intentionally. Should he ignore or otherwise attempt to circumvent its summons, a chain of coincidences (terrible, mysterious, you get it by now) and suspiciously well-timed accidents will load the dice to get him there roughly on time.
The invitation is beautifully calligraphed, and smells like roses. It also smells like roses in the boat, owing to the enormous quantity of petals strewn within. They seem, on closer inspection, to be cheaper flowers doused in bad perfume. There are also several candles burning, which is definitely a fire hazard, but at least a self-correcting one.
OOC Note: Gareth is played by Ema. Feel free to play out a thread, handwave things, or ignore it entirely, but check with each other first! ❤ ]
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[ Kitty is not really someone who tends to be comfortable or at peace. So the question flummoxes her a bit. ]
I don't know. Under a tree or something. Why aren't you answering my question about the noise?
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I don't know. Maybe - under a tree, in a park, after me and my friends have - finished a cricket match or something. Better?
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this icon is the new math meme
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crystals;
[ apparently: the chamberlain ]
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Who's asking?
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Oh? Interested in [uh] ...it, are you?
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Is it not? Well that certainly explains a few things.
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Yyyyeeees?
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[There is a brief, hesitating sort of silence. He must have lost his damn mind, asking a fucking Djinni this sort of thing. And yet...]
Or, one who had one, and lost it?
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(Spoilers: it's the second one.)]
Oh sure. But it's not like it ever lasts - nothing good ever does. Someone always digs it up eventually.
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Hm. I suppose it can't be helped. Though, Humans don't exactly summon my kind the way they do yours.
[Because it would be suicidal, you see. And also, because in Japan, people have manners.]
Wisteria Poppell. Do you know her?
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Bartimaeus?
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Yyyyyyyyyeeeeees?
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Are you busy?
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Has that ever stopped you before?
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[ Kitty trails off, distracted somewhat by - ]
What's that noise?
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