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CONTACT [EL NYSA]
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You promised me a whole night, and I think I would most like to be given that now, please.
My apologies. Lucy Pevensie, if you please.
I have not the faintest notion! I had thought I was contacting Byerly.
You must excuse me. I do not know how this device works at times.
You must excuse me. I do not know how this device works at times.
Oh, Byerly. Well I can get hold of him for you if you want? It could take a while, though, he's a little flighty.
[If you know what he means.]
And they're kind of new to me, too. Do you come from a world where they're a whole new technology, or one where there isn't technology at all?
[If you know what he means.]
And they're kind of new to me, too. Do you come from a world where they're a whole new technology, or one where there isn't technology at all?
It is quite all right. I am sorry that you're ill, and I will come and sit with you still, if you like, if you are not so opposed to a stranger trying to make friends.
I am afraid there is nothing like this in my own world. Horses and books and quills, but nothing so immediate. It is like magic, to me.
I am afraid there is nothing like this in my own world. Horses and books and quills, but nothing so immediate. It is like magic, to me.
It's not quite a friends-keeping-vigil-round-my-bedside kind of sickness. Not right now, anyway. Although if you wouldn't mind switching to voice? My eyes aren't cut out for the text on these things.
I'll let you in on a secret. I live in a technological age and this whole thing is like magic to me, too.
I'll let you in on a secret. I live in a technological age and this whole thing is like magic to me, too.
[It takes a moment, and she switches, but to video, because she's impossible when it comes to this.]
Can you hear-
Oh! Hullo?
[She has her hair all up in braids, and she's peering into the camera.]
By the Lion's mane, I think I've gone and done it incorrectly. Prior?
Can you hear-
Oh! Hullo?
[She has her hair all up in braids, and she's peering into the camera.]
By the Lion's mane, I think I've gone and done it incorrectly. Prior?
Oh, there you are. Look at you.
[Prior hits video too, because fair's fair. He's sitting at a counter, with a mug of something hot in front of him, clasped between both hands. He looks sick, but in the gradually worn down way someone with a long illness does. Not red-eyed and gasping like someone with a newly developed bout of flu.]
You're beautiful. And younger than I expected.
[Byerly really.]
[Prior hits video too, because fair's fair. He's sitting at a counter, with a mug of something hot in front of him, clasped between both hands. He looks sick, but in the gradually worn down way someone with a long illness does. Not red-eyed and gasping like someone with a newly developed bout of flu.]
You're beautiful. And younger than I expected.
[Byerly really.]
[That clearly catches her off-guard, because the blush is almost instant, pinking her cheeks up and going right over her nose and into her forehead.]
Well, I must say then, you are most handsome as well.
[She's giggling a little. It does make her look young.]
But thank you very much, good sir. How old did my text make you think I was?
Well, I must say then, you are most handsome as well.
[She's giggling a little. It does make her look young.]
But thank you very much, good sir. How old did my text make you think I was?
Oh?
But no, that is not so! You must simply plan it properly. A good meal, but light, with a goodly amount of water, and then you begin.
[A pause, but she's holding up her fingers.]
You must start with a walk, and then you lay back and look at the stars, and you must tell a tale or two. And then you must find a patch of moonlight, but only the perfect one, and a tree to climb to see if you can speak to the stars, and another walk will finally lead to you dawn. You will be surprised at how quickly the time will pass, if you have the right company!
Oh, and it is best done in winter, when the weather is so bracing you will not like to wish to sleep in it.
But no, that is not so! You must simply plan it properly. A good meal, but light, with a goodly amount of water, and then you begin.
[A pause, but she's holding up her fingers.]
You must start with a walk, and then you lay back and look at the stars, and you must tell a tale or two. And then you must find a patch of moonlight, but only the perfect one, and a tree to climb to see if you can speak to the stars, and another walk will finally lead to you dawn. You will be surprised at how quickly the time will pass, if you have the right company!
Oh, and it is best done in winter, when the weather is so bracing you will not like to wish to sleep in it.
[Oh good god, who lets you out alone.
By the end of that little spiel Prior's fixed on the screen, the smallest smile catching helplessly at his lips.]
So you and... Byerly, are going to climb trees together? And lay in the moonlight, and try to talk to the stars?
By the end of that little spiel Prior's fixed on the screen, the smallest smile catching helplessly at his lips.]
So you and... Byerly, are going to climb trees together? And lay in the moonlight, and try to talk to the stars?
[Edmund.]
Well. Yes. Of course.
What else would one do all night? I told him that at home, we hold with the Parliament of Owls, but there are none here, and no court on the besides.
Well. Yes. Of course.
What else would one do all night? I told him that at home, we hold with the Parliament of Owls, but there are none here, and no court on the besides.
Dance.
[To answer that question.]
When I used to stay out all night, it was to dance. Sometimes in the highest heels imaginable. Sometimes barefoot at a friend's rooftop apartment. And we might try to speak to the stars afterwards, because our heads were spinning and the music didn't stop even after the neighbours made a noise complaint. And we wouldn't have eaten anything before, and would have drunk too much during, and it was beautiful. Your way sounds beautiful too, though, I wish I could come.
[To answer that question.]
When I used to stay out all night, it was to dance. Sometimes in the highest heels imaginable. Sometimes barefoot at a friend's rooftop apartment. And we might try to speak to the stars afterwards, because our heads were spinning and the music didn't stop even after the neighbours made a noise complaint. And we wouldn't have eaten anything before, and would have drunk too much during, and it was beautiful. Your way sounds beautiful too, though, I wish I could come.
Oh! Dance!
[She lights up, then, bright and blazing, her smile something to behold.]
Oh yes, you're most right, of course! I do love to dance, and I would do it all night, if I could persuade a partner.
When you are better, you will. Promise?
[She lights up, then, bright and blazing, her smile something to behold.]
Oh yes, you're most right, of course! I do love to dance, and I would do it all night, if I could persuade a partner.
When you are better, you will. Promise?
Yes, most newly awakened, although I am fortunate to have my royal brother with me, for Edmund is quite solid in all this turmoil.
[She pauses a moment.]
Whatever could I tell you that you may wish to know?
[She pauses a moment.]
Whatever could I tell you that you may wish to know?
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