Subject: "It goes like this."
Posted on: 2021-08-23 22:01:42 UTC

She clutched the unmet hand closed as she hissed the "this" out through her teeth. "Thou will take me to thy world, and I will bring back this, this 'Muddler' with me. Thy world shall be safe—I offer nothing but truth in these words."

She leapt up nimbly and landed with her feet on the headrest of the seat in front of the one Estril-and-Julian sat in. It was empty; unsurprisingly, the area around the speakers was quite deserted by now. The citizens of HQ who still lingered in the auditorium were close to the door, and didn't seem particularly invested in approaching.

Tash flung her arms, making her dress billow out in an unseen wind yet again. "And I shall return to Narnia, where I cannot stand against the Lion. But perhaps your great Enemy can! And together, we shall topple the reign of the Lion at last! And reshape Narnia into a boundless desert of death!" She laughed then, evil laughter . . . but coming out of a skinny teenage girl's lungs, it was more of a tee-hee-hee. Nonetheless, it came close to emptying the stragglers still in the room with them.

—doctorlit thinks that's enough scene-chewing for one turn . . .

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