fandomtownies | The Causeway, Friday Evening

Karla was starting to have a Bad Feeling about this. Not a Black Widow bad feeling, just a kind of dawning, 'Oh, Darkness, what have I done?' kind of feeling. Would her friends be able to understand the way Kaeleer worked? Would the people in Kaeleer understand her friends? She'd already had Uncle Saetan empty the Hall as much as possible--the last thing she needed was Chaosti and Aaron riding the killing edge because they'd, well, met Arthur. Saetan was old enough to keep a reign on his temper (Darkness willing) and Lucivar.

Hell's fire, this was a bad idea.

But too late for that now. Everyone was pretty much assembled. "Uh, hi," Karla said, giving everyone a kind of feeble wave. "The portal should be here in just a few minutes. But, since we're all here, I figured now might be a good time to give some information about my home and answer any questions. I hope you all got my ~~handwavy~~ message about packing enough for about a week, a bathing suit, and a few more formal items because Uncle Saetan asks that everyone dress for dinner. If not, don't worry, tomorrow we'll be heading out to Amdarh, the capitol city of Dhemlan and there have been some accounts opened at stores for everyone."

She flashed her best unsure-but-game grin and said, "Any questions?"

[Mostly for those going to Kaeleer, but open for anyone who wants to see them off. Some slight OCD ~~on its way!~~ up!]

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"Not at all," Karla said immediately. Because, you know, Azula. "Just trying to think of anything I might have forgotten."

Like her mind. When she thought of this and decided it was a good idea.

"Your luggage perhaps?" She said still feigning that she cared.

Karla called in a few bags and things, making sure they fell close to Azula's feet. "I'm never without my luggage," she said, giving the other girl a charming and insincere smile. "Anything I have need of, I can access."

Which wasn't quite how it worked, but Azula didn't need to know that.

Azula merely arched an eyebrow, "Very nice parlor trick."

It probably wasn't best to annoy your host, Azula.

"Why thank you," Karla replied, vanishing them again. "Though I'm certain you could do the same, of course."

Her arched brow suggested otherwise.

"Oh, I leave those things to you magicians," she waved a careless hand. "We each have our own skills. Mine tend to be explosions and death."

"I'm sure yours do," Karla said politely.

She'd seen a Black-Jeweled witch in a temper, she wasn't particularly impressed with what Azula thought she could do.

Azula thought what she could do was pretty impressive in itself.

"Any suggestions what to do while I"m visiting your lovely home?"

The Causeway, Friday Evening

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