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		<title>Ladyiolanthe: Created page with &quot;* Hayley hugs you tightly once we&#039;ve left the men behind. * Irene hugs you back * Hayley looks a bit the worse for wear but smiles for you. &lt;Hayley&gt; I&#039;ve missed you so much, dear...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;* Hayley hugs you tightly once we&amp;#039;ve left the men behind. * Irene hugs you back * Hayley looks a bit the worse for wear but smiles for you. &amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I&amp;#039;ve missed you so much, dear...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Hayley hugs you tightly once we&amp;#039;ve left the men behind.&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene hugs you back&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley looks a bit the worse for wear but smiles for you.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I&amp;#039;ve missed you so much, dear Irene.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I&amp;#039;ve missed you too!&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley rests her head on your shoulder. You&amp;#039;re taller than she is, after all.&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene is weairing a white and yellow organza dress in a classical roman style&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene can&amp;#039;t resist and will wrap your hug up with her wings (I hope that makes sense to you ;)&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley is wearing a dark grey velvet gown, and has a black mourning-band tied round her upper arm.&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley lets you enclose her in such an interesting embrace.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; You&amp;#039;re more beautiful every time I see you.  Look at your *wings*...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Like emeralds, like Eire.&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene blushes, bringing a slight green tinge to her pale eatures&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; That&amp;#039;s what Anastasius ays&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; He does, does he?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Well, good.  He should.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I hope he can help you.  I&amp;#039;m sure he can.&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley smiles wanly.&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene smiles encouragingly&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; We were just starting to get to know one another, and now... she&amp;#039;s gone.&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley &amp;#039;s eyes mist up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I can&amp;#039;t imagine that there could be a more clever combination than our two men&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; they&amp;#039;ll find a way to make things right, if it can be done.&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley nods and bites her lip, trying to draw strength from those words.&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley rubs her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; But we promised we&amp;#039;d talk about cheerful things...&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; Oh, yes, of course...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; It really is different here... it&amp;#039;s beautiful.  Invigorating.  It&amp;#039;s closer to how I remember it being...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I&amp;#039;m glad.  it is, it is *empowering* to be here, and to know that I&amp;#039;m a part of this, a part ofnthis power....&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; It&amp;#039;s exciting in a way I just can&amp;#039;t expres&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene &amp;#039;s eyes shine with life&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Whatever you two are doing is pretty amazing... but I hope you...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I hope there&amp;#039;s not another edge to it, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I always look a gift horse in the mouth these days...&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley smiles apologetically.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; Stasi says that the land calls for blood as the price of its magic, and that is why the warring must continue&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Who are you fighting against?  You haven&amp;#039;t defeated them all yet?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Or are they all just fighting amongst themselves, like the Celts did long ago.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; It all the same, isn&amp;#039;t it?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Well, I suppose...&lt;br /&gt;
*** Janus has joined #changeling&lt;br /&gt;
*** ChanServ sets mode: +o Janus&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I guess I find it easy to forgive the Celts because they weren&amp;#039;t carrying out mass slaughters, for the most part - just raids for &lt;br /&gt;
  cattle and wives.  And they supposedly treated their prisoners with honour, and had a high regard for life.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Is it like that here, now?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Or is life cheap?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I don&amp;#039;t know the detals.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I think... I thikn oeople fight with more conviction here, on all sides.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; it&amp;#039;s mostly the prodigals&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; They see what we have made here, and they want to take it for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;
*** Janus has quit IRC (Quit: Adios, chochachos.~�)&lt;br /&gt;
* Logging #changeling to &amp;#039;logs\#changeling.log&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I guess I don&amp;#039;t blame them.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; So what&amp;#039;s here besides unicorns?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I don&amp;#039;t imagine they&amp;#039;d let either of us get too close to them.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; You can get close.... but not *too* close,.  Close enough to see them.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; Stasi has  had to enforce hunting rights based on rank, thoiugh, to protect them, and the other creatures :)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Oh - very feudal.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; a lot of things are like that here, but it works.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; There are other creatures around too, if we want to go and look&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I know how far we can go safely&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I&amp;#039;d like to go...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; well, tlets, then&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; you know the boys will be busy for a while&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene says confidently\&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; All right.&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley seems a bit cautious - not like the brazen girl you once knew!&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene seems to have grown intoherself a bit more since you last met in person.&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley smiles and slips her hand into yours.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I thik the unicorns know that it is safer here to, and they stay.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; sometimes theyh look at you, and their eyes are so wise...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; It&amp;#039;s hard to believe there can be anything bad in the world at all, when they look at you like that.&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene babbles as she leads you out of the cave&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; So they don&amp;#039;t make you feel like a naughty girl?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; no.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I kind of thought they would, them with their infatuation with virgins.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; not like that at all.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; It is a bit like they mourning the loss of innocence in the world, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; :/&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I don&amp;#039;t even know if the thing about virgins is true, do you?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Oh, well...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; It used to be a test.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; lots of things were tests that werestupid, though, or just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; So nobles could be sure another man hadn&amp;#039;t had their prospective bride before them...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; True, true.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; like thining that a witch would float in water&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; anyway, it is very unlikely that a noble man could have even ever caught a unicorn to test his bride with, anyway&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Oh no, that wasn&amp;#039;t how it was done.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; itf *that* were true, so he would juist have to take her word for what hapened :p&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; no?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; She&amp;#039;d sit out in the middle of a lovely forest glen, and sing, with a golden bridle in her lap.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; And if she were virginal, a unicorn would come, couldn&amp;#039;t help itself.  Then she stroke its ears and lull it into a sense of security, slap the bridle on and lead it home.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Thus proving that she was &amp;#039;pure&amp;#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Then, if the unicorn was lucky, it would be set free again.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; If she didn&amp;#039;t come home with a unicorn, the marriage could be cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; oh, maybe...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; Still... they are very beautiful&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I wouldn&amp;#039;t want to catch one.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I imagine a number of innocent girls lost out on the marriage thing if a unicorn didn&amp;#039;t happen to be within earshot at the time of her testing.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Me neither...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; but just to watch them... :)&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I&amp;#039;ll show you a good place, there is a nice rock, and a tree, and it looks down into a little glen&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Janus knows *I* was a virgin, anyway.  I bled enough.  It was kind of funny, actually.  He was so utterly panicked, thought he&amp;#039;d killed me.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Listen to me, babbling on.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; Stasi knew I was too, but I don&amp;#039;t thik he was afraid of it at all...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; well, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; hayley, I want to have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; You do?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I want one terribly!&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Well, I can&amp;#039;t help you with that, darling - I lack the equipment, though heaven knows I&amp;#039;d be more than happy to oblige if I could.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; a little life, a *real* life, that we made together....&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley smiles and takes your arm.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; me and Staasi, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley laughs.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I know who you meant.&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene blushes, but leans her head against yours a little&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Have you discussed it with him?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; No...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Well, perhaps you should.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I don&amp;#039;t think it would suit his plans&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Well, arrange for there to be an accident, then.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; he&amp;#039;s always very careful, with timing, and other...things...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; he keeps track of my cycle better than I ever have, and I know that if he wanted, we could, but I&amp;#039;m sure he does&amp;#039;t, not now :(&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley looks at you oddly.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I don&amp;#039;t want to make him angry with me.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; That&amp;#039;s a little creepy, you know.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; why?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Well, it&amp;#039;s very sensible, I&amp;#039;m sure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; no, why is it creepy?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; But Janus hasn&amp;#039;t ever got a clue when Aunt Flo is about to visit me.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; So I guess it&amp;#039;s a little strange to me that Ana keeps such close track.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; oh.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Then again...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I guess Janus doesn&amp;#039;t really need to worry about it, with me, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; oh :/&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; He could fuck me 24/7, 31 days a month and nothing would come of it.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Except well, us.  ^-^&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; :o&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; he couldn&amp;#039;t *really* though...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; No, not really.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; but he certainly *tries*...&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley looks smug.&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene smiles that shy smile of his&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I&amp;#039;vm very glad for you.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; you deserve a good man like that :)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; (heres o-O)&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley turns to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; So do you...&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene bites her lip.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; You should ask him, darling.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; It couldn&amp;#039;t hurt to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; it could if he says no :(&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Well, at least you wouldn&amp;#039;t torture yourself wondering about it afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; that would hurt :(&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I don&amp;#039;t wonder, I know he doesn&amp;#039;t.  but *I* do...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; he is probably right, though&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; maybe it is a bad time...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Oh, just a &amp;#039;bad time&amp;#039; now, is it?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; but just, maybe it would be the thing, the thing that makes me less... oh, I don&amp;#039;t even know.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; We&amp;#039;re supposed to be concentrating on happy things.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; If it&amp;#039;s just a bad time, that leaves the future open to having babies.&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley squeezes your hand encouragingly.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I know...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; it&amp;#039;s so hard to wait&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; the future isvery... big?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I don&amp;#039;t know when it will be a good time.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Yeah, I know.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Uncertainty is hard.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; As for me, if *I* wanted a baby, I&amp;#039;d just march up to Janus and say &amp;quot;I want a baby, with you, and I want one about nine months from today!   So fix me already and let&amp;#039;s get going!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; And he&amp;#039;d probably oblige.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; But i wouldn&amp;#039;t do that right now, because it&amp;#039;s a bad time for us, too.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; :/&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; you&amp;#039;re so much wiser then me.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; You&amp;#039;re the only one that thinks so.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; maybe.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; oh look!&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene points down to the glen&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley follows the direction your finger is pointing in.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; (with her gaze)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; 9ET VOILA!  uNICORNS!  A PARI OF THEM, NUZZLING EACH OTHER IN A TREE.  THEY AREBEAUTIFUL, AND ALMOST SEEM TO GLOW)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; (bleah)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; (Let me try that again)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; (a pair of unicorns, nuzzling each other under a tree.  they are radiant, almost glowing white: creatures of true beauty and glamous)&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley settles down on the ground and hugs her knees to her chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; They *are* so beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley &amp;#039;s eyes mist up again.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; can&amp;#039;t you just believe that everything will be alright?&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley smiles bittersweetly.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Sure.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; . o O (They remind me of Rachel...)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; :(\&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley rubs her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Where is she now, my little girl?&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley &amp;#039;s voice is high pitched and broken.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I&amp;#039;m sure they&amp;#039;ll find her :(&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley is shaking with grief.&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene will gove you a big hug&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; Oh, hayley, I&amp;#039;m so sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley clings to you like someone who is drowning.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; They *rewove* her...&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene hugs you tightly.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; She&amp;#039;s gone, as if she never existed.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; its so horrible....&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; does that mean she is completely changed?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I don&amp;#039;t know, I don&amp;#039;t know what it means...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; then there is still hope, isn&amp;#039;t there?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I don&amp;#039;t know, Janus... seems pretty hopeless... Do you know our boys still think she&amp;#039;s dead?  They don&amp;#039;t know the truth... And he doesn&amp;#039;t want them to know.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; Maybe because he doesn&amp;#039;t think we&amp;#039;ll ever find her, that she is as good as dead.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; I&amp;#039;m not supposed to be telling you this, but the only person I have is Janus, and I have to be strong for him.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Hayley&amp;gt; But who can be strong for me?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; Maybe wants whoever did it to have any chance of finding out what all he knows.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;Irene&amp;gt; I&amp;#039;ll be as strong as I can.&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene gives you another hug&lt;br /&gt;
* Hayley nods and sobs herself out on your shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;
* Irene will pet your hair comfortingly and let you cry, wrapping you up in her wings for extra privacy&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ladyiolanthe</name></author>
		
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