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abyssdressing2011-12-12 05:15 pm
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[It was hard getting used to life as nobility again. Guy kept finding himself doing things - getting the groceries, making himself meals, even cleaning - things that the maids would usually do for a count. He knew he was probably looked down on it, and that Peony was encouraging him to hire some maids (which tended to present its own problems), but... it felt too weird, going from the one serving others to the one being served.
As such, he's done a little grocery shopping of his own today. He's a bit preoccupied looking down at said groceries, making sure he's got everything.
And then he looks up.]
Oh man, now where am I?
[It takes him less than half a second that none of the buildings here look like those in Grand Chokmah. He looks behind him, back the way he came from. Nothing there. And so he wanders, looking for some sign of how to get home. Holding a bag of groceries he really will need to put down sometime...]
As such, he's done a little grocery shopping of his own today. He's a bit preoccupied looking down at said groceries, making sure he's got everything.
And then he looks up.]
Oh man, now where am I?
[It takes him less than half a second that none of the buildings here look like those in Grand Chokmah. He looks behind him, back the way he came from. Nothing there. And so he wanders, looking for some sign of how to get home. Holding a bag of groceries he really will need to put down sometime...]

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Luke has to pause and frown slightly, too, because Luceti's calendar just works so differently from Auldrant's. He'd been in Luceti for... how long? A little more than a year? So, in Auldrant time, that's...]
Six or seven months ago...?
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Luke, I only saw you a month ago.
[Not that he disbelieves you. He expects you've got an explanation for that too, and he's not going to like it any more than anything already has. Six to seven months... Luke's been stuck for half a year in this place?]
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[He knows it's hard to believe. He knows it, and yet he still feels frustrated over it. How else is he supposed to explain and make it believable? It is real!]
Look, time passes by differently there! While I'm there, Auldrant kind of... stops for a while. So when I get back, it'll be like nothing happened to me.