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(OOC>> Good, everybody through? The game is now closed. And, uss, yes, dear, you are still in. IC>>
(You materialize in the Beastlands. An amazing sight meets your eyes. The sky and the landscape seems divided in two. To your left, there is shadowy evening and a thick, seemingly endless bramble patch. To your right, a broad savannah spreads under anoonday sun, an occasional plane tree puctuating the grassland, and herds of grazing beasts to be seen in the distance. Aruella is reclining gracefull on a totally out-of -place lounge chair, speaking to a manlike creature with long blonde hair falling around his shoulders. His eyes are a remote golden color, and his pupils are slitted. His nails are very long and black.)
ARUELLA "So, Rodomphin, dear, you saw the thief, did you? How do you know?"
RODOMPHIN "Ah, Princesssss, he boasted of it, he diiiid. Held up the precioooous flask with your essssence in it, he did, and said, tellll that silllly biiiitch that sheeee'll neverrrr find meeee where I've goooone."
ARUELLA (Taps him lightly and playfully with a fan that has just appeared in her hand.) "Rodomphin, you know that I am not a Princess. Tell me, dear one, who it was and where he went."
RODOMPHIN "Weeel, dear Arrrruella. not toooo put tooo fine a poooint on it, it was that Slatkin, it wasss. And, he rannnnn over into yoooonder realmmmmm." (He points to the briar patch) "You know, the terriorrry of the King of the Foxesssss."
ARUELLA(She stands, fanning herself. The incongruous chair disappears.)(Sighs) "Oh, dear, that briar patch. It will snag my silk! I must change." (At once, she is dressed all in a black leather catsuit that fits her like a second skin. She looks in surprise at a whip that appears in her hand, and tosses it to the ground. It likewise vanishes.) "Come along, bloods, let us go into the dreary place"
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