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Post by puck on Jul 15, 2008 12:42:22 GMT -8
The silver mirror, place fittingly into the great hall stood unchaining even with the gleam of the bright sun upon its face. But then, with a sudden gust, it seemed to almost wink and a slender figure emerged from within its silver shimmer.
Puck floated in the air, spinning once before turning to face his own reflection in the mirror. He examined it briefly, before giving it a brief scowl.
"I'm starting to dislike this mirror."
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Post by mary on Jul 15, 2008 12:49:02 GMT -8
"I see absolutely nothing wrong with this mirror." a properly stern voice called out. The reflection of a pretty human stepped up behind Puck's; adjusting her hair and giving herself a small smile.
"It's a rather opulent mirror- but it still serves it's purpose."
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Post by puck on Jul 15, 2008 12:55:51 GMT -8
Puck gave a start and a short shout, floating away and up. He gave the new woman and estranged look, before placing his hands on his hips.
"Hello, *Madame*." he said roughly, "And who might you be?"
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Post by mary on Jul 15, 2008 12:57:52 GMT -8
She finished adjusting a few stray strands of hair before turning towards him sharply, "Mary Poppins; and I beg your pardon but I am a little young to be a Madam."
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Post by puck on Jul 15, 2008 13:00:22 GMT -8
"Oh, really?" Puck presented, arms crossed and tilting slightly to the side.
"My apologizes, Miss Poppins." he added giving a short bow, remaining in the air.
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Post by mary on Jul 15, 2008 13:02:36 GMT -8
Mary Poppins smiled at the change before gesturing to him, "And you are?" she asked, eying his bow with a small smirky smile.
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Post by puck on Jul 15, 2008 13:08:29 GMT -8
Puck rose and floated around her once, before stopping on the opposite of her arms outspread.
"I am Puck -- or *the* Puck, which ever you would prefer." he added bowing as he introduced himself, placing one arm across him holding the other out as he did. He rose his head as he added the last part, and then stood straight shrugging.
"After all, when your like me, people usually refer to you as 'it' rather than he -- though I do prefer 'thing' as apposed to, oh, I don't know, 'nuisance'." he explained briefly, lacing his fingers together and then shurgging with them.
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Post by mary on Jul 16, 2008 7:03:34 GMT -8
Mary watched him float around him, her hands neatly tucked in front of her as he bowed. She couldn't help a small smile at that- such exuberant manners!
The woman gave a little smile, "Well, I find that most thing's are nuisances and most nuisances are things. So- until you prove yourself such I will only call you Puck."
She picked up the carpet bag that she had sat down earlier to look at the mirror, "I beg your pardon though- this is the Fantasmic Kingdom correct?" she asked, looking through the bag. Her arm disappearing nearly to the shoulder as she dug around in it.
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Post by puck on Jul 17, 2008 14:02:07 GMT -8
Puck blinked, leaning forward to examine her bag. A human was capable of owning such a strange thing? And how far down did that bag of her's go? o.O
He looked form her to the bag, examining it.
"Uh -- yes, it is. Least that's what I'm aware of, why do you ask?" he asked, looking up to her.
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Post by mary on Jul 18, 2008 13:22:48 GMT -8
She found her umbrella and pulled it out of the bag. snapping the bag shut and laying the umbrella on her arm. She looked up at Puck with a short, sharp smile.
"Thank you- that means that I am exactly where i am supposed to be." With a small twist of her lips she looked around, now to find Sherwood forest.
"If I could gain one more favor from you. Which direction is Sherwood Forest?"
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Post by puck on Jul 19, 2008 11:33:40 GMT -8
Puck stared at her. Where did that umbrella come from? Never had he seen a human able to do such things, unless she was a witch of some kind, in which case that might explain a few things.
He rose a finger and pointed, "I believe its that way..." o.O
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