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When they step through from the bar, they're standing in a huge white room, the walls lined with pictures.

"Welcome to the House of Arch. This is the entrance hall, we can get to the other rooms from here."

Date: 2014-07-11 01:01 am (UTC)
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"It would be a poor entrance hall if we couldn't," Karou laughs.

There's no audible pop to signal their transition from the end of the universe to London Below, but Karou is used to the subtle changes in the air when she moves between places that logically don't connect. She breathes in, taking in the scents as she looks around.

Date: 2014-07-11 04:54 pm (UTC)
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"That's handy."

Amused, Karou stops to look at him.

"Issa just wraps snakes around visitors and warns them against bites."

Date: 2014-07-11 05:07 pm (UTC)
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"As long as Issa does," Karou answers cheerfully. "There are some visitors she likes more than others."

The ones who remember that the teeth they deal in belonged in someone's mouth once.

"Have you ever... left someone walled in?"

Date: 2014-07-14 05:40 pm (UTC)
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Karou nods.

It's interesting, but she wants to see more.

"What's through here?" she asks, motioning to a door further along the hall.

Date: 2014-07-20 12:56 pm (UTC)
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Karou gestures: May I?

"I imagine it is nothing like Brimstone's."

Date: 2014-07-20 11:40 pm (UTC)
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Paying attention to details so she can draw this later, Karou steps inside.

"Not at all," she agrees, quietly. "No snails or puppy dog tails."

Date: 2014-07-31 05:30 pm (UTC)
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"Collects teeth."

Her answer is faint, distracted, bemused, her fingers dancing over what looks like a steampunk style remote control.

She looks up, flashing a smile.

"Well, buys them in exchange for wishes. He's the wishmonger." She points up at the alligator. "Why?"

Date: 2014-08-05 11:33 pm (UTC)
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"What's not to like?" she says honestly, grinning at the alligator.

A long pause follows. Karou continues to explore the room, touching things gently as she goes.

"I don't know. Maybe I'll wish to find out."

Date: 2014-08-06 12:05 am (UTC)
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"If I can afford it," she answers immediately, even if it's not entirely true. There are wishes Brimstone won't allow, however much she has to pay. "Or if I'm creative enough."

She sends him a sly smile and stops.

"Right now I'd wish to see more."

Date: 2014-08-11 02:44 pm (UTC)
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His rooms, huh?

Karou has to bite her lower lip to keep from grinning, filing the moment away to tell Zuzana later.

Well, to tell her some version, anyway. A version that would make sense to her best friend.

"I was promised a Market," Karou says, eyes dancing with amusement.

Date: 2014-08-14 08:37 pm (UTC)
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"Yes. This time?"

She dances forward and rests a hand on his arm, smiling happily.

Date: 2014-08-28 01:13 am (UTC)
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"What's the weirdest place its been?" Karou asks, clutching his arm like a movie heroine waiting to be led from the room.

Date: 2014-09-02 10:43 pm (UTC)
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"Harrods? Karou asks, smiling wider.

Her fingers tap his arm in a seemingly random pattern.

"I used to get purposefully lost in Harrods when I was younger. Once I found an entire bin of riding hats. I'd never thought about riding, but I looked at all those crisp, smart helmets and suddenly wanted a pony. It felt like magic," she laughs.

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