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candles and pastries
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shootingdown.livejournal.com[ The problem with the world that, even with the change, it's still terribly unpredictable.
Xigbar wants to visit Agrabah's inner castle to explore it—she has several times back in the real palace, per se, but she has yet to set foot in the dressing room's version of the palace. Alas, she's been in and out, awake and asleep these days, and it barely gives her time to sneak a peek because she'd fall into darkness asleep after five steps (what happened the last time, that is). She refuses to go to bed this time, but out of the multi-world hub would be a good thing because she needs to, ah, take a look around the universe.
Of course, the dressing room decides to mess her magic up; she casts a dark corridor and steps through it, thinking it leads to the palace—it hasn't failed her recently, so she thinks it's okay.
Instead, she's lead to Wonderland, into the small garden of the March Hare and the Mad Hatter. Needless to say, the music is playing their version of A Very Merry Unbirthday. However, it isn't an Unbirthday.
After all, it's July 16. The table is set with tea, desserts and a cake with a lit candle. Anyone nearby Wonderland can hear the madness that is the loud tooting of the tea pots and bells from wherever it came from, no one has a clue. It's Wonderland, anything can happen. ]
... But it's not my birthday. [ She says with a lady obvious tone. After all, her heart wasn't torn on the day—the day was when her Other was born. ]
Xigbar wants to visit Agrabah's inner castle to explore it—she has several times back in the real palace, per se, but she has yet to set foot in the dressing room's version of the palace. Alas, she's been in and out, awake and asleep these days, and it barely gives her time to sneak a peek because she'd fall into darkness asleep after five steps (what happened the last time, that is). She refuses to go to bed this time, but out of the multi-world hub would be a good thing because she needs to, ah, take a look around the universe.
Of course, the dressing room decides to mess her magic up; she casts a dark corridor and steps through it, thinking it leads to the palace—it hasn't failed her recently, so she thinks it's okay.
Instead, she's lead to Wonderland, into the small garden of the March Hare and the Mad Hatter. Needless to say, the music is playing their version of A Very Merry Unbirthday. However, it isn't an Unbirthday.
After all, it's July 16. The table is set with tea, desserts and a cake with a lit candle. Anyone nearby Wonderland can hear the madness that is the loud tooting of the tea pots and bells from wherever it came from, no one has a clue. It's Wonderland, anything can happen. ]
... But it's not my birthday. [ She says with a lady obvious tone. After all, her heart wasn't torn on the day—the day was when her Other was born. ]
