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Who: Vivian Volkoff and YOU
What: Vivian's having tea in the city.
When: November 25th
Where: At a coffee shop.
Rating: PG.

Tea had always been Vivian's preference to coffee. Possibly a conformation to a stereotype given that she was English, but that didn't matter to her. She had tea with her breakfast at home so why should that change when she was here? Vivian wasn't going to change her routine too much, only tweak it a little to accommodate the environment she was in.

After tending to her horse at the stables, she took a trip into the city, wanting to explore it a bit further and see what she could come across. Vivian remembered Jo telling her not so long ago about the coffee shop there so she decided to check it out for herself. Except not go for the coffee.

Soon, Vivian was seated at a booth by the window, a cup of steaming tea on the table in front of her, accompanied by a rather delicious looking blueberry muffin.

Life was good.

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She was oblivious to anything else going around her at the moment, thinking about what had been going on back home. Vivian had wondered if it was true that time stopped and if you did return to your world, then it would be as if you never left in the first place. It didn't seem possible to her, but then she was in a magical castle which had strange goings on practically every week.

After a slow sip of her tea, Vivian switched her attention to the area, looking around to see if there was anyone she knew. There wasn't, but she did notice a red-haired woman looking in her direction.

She didn't recognise her but Vivian still offered a smile before turning back to her tea again.

She smiled back slightly, then turned to face the barista and opted for a carrot muffin. He nodded and went to prepare Kate's order while she dished out some cash and waited by the side. After a quick snack, bed was the most appealing option right now. One of Paradisa's few benefits; having too much time on her hands.

She looked back at Vivian however, mostly out of mere curiosity. She was certain she had never seen her before, but sometimes it was hard to tell who was a resident and who was a native.

"I hope the muffin's good," she joked from the counter.

The woman's words drew Vivian out of her musings and she blinked a little, wondering if she was addressing her. Which she was, when Vivian's brain kicked into gear again.

"Same here," she agreed, seeing the funny side as she smiled. "What are you having?"

Was it possible that she had taken the muffin that the other woman wanted? It was the last of the blueberry kind and Vivian's favourite. Why else would she say something about in the first place?

Kate wasn't bothered at all by someone else being the early bird. (She could check back the castle's kitchen later if she really wanted.) Her coffee and muffin ready, she paid the employee and received her cash, facing the other woman properly now.

There weren't many people with that distinctive accent in Paradisa and it was vaguely familiar to her, but she couldn't place it right now. It must have been someone she briefly spoke to a long time ago.

"A regular tall and muffin." She lifted the small bag for emphasis. "This might sound random... but have we met before?"

Vivian herself was in the kitchen a few days ago, attempting to bake. The first batch of muffins didn't turn out so well but the second was successful. She had never baked before so it was a trial and error thing. Vivian couldn't resist having something with her tea though, hence the reason for getting the muffin in the first place.

She could now see the other woman more closely, but Vivian didn't recognise her. "Ah, I don't really drink coffee," she replied, indicating to her cup.

Vivian shook her head. "No, I don't believe we have. You might have spoke to me through the journal before, but I'm not sure. Sorry."

She waved her hand lazily. "Might have been. There are so many conversations done over the journals, I could be mixing you up with someone else."

It wasn't a complete and utter lie. Kate was certain she had spoken to her but with people coming and going in batches, it was a bit of an effort to keep up with everyone. She still hadn't been able to find anything that would help her on Steph's attempted murder.

"Usually residents eat and drink in the kitchen," she remarked with another tiny smile.

"It's possible, yeah," Vivian agreed. "I've talked to so many people over the journals and I can't remember who they all are. Which is bad of me I suppose."

Some people she had met had since left the castle and there always seemed to be new arrivals everyday. It would be difficult to keep track of all who lived inside the castle. Especially when there were losses and other things cooked up by the castle itself. Things could get hectic here pretty quickly.

"I decided to be a bit different today," Vivian replied, returning the smile. "I've never been here before until now."

"I think it becomes routine to stay in the castle when eating breakfast, lunch or dinner. Considering you can wish up your favorite five-star restaurant meal whenever you want." At the cost of something taken upon arrival, she bitterly thought in the back of her mind.

She made her way toward the table and gestured to an empty seal. "Mind if I join?"

"It does get a bit repetitive when you're in the castle and can just wish for food. Which was why I decided to try and bake the other day in the kitchen. Muffins actually. The second try came out better than the first." Which pleased Vivian quite a lot.

She shook her head. "Not at all. Please go ahead and take a seat. The company would be nice."

"Thanks," she said, taking a seat on the opposite side of Vivian. She took a sip from her cup, then placed it back down on the table. "I don't see people using the kitchen often to cook. At least you're not one of the lazy ones."

"If I'm being honest it was the first time I had tried to cook for myself." Vivian replied with a slight smile. "So I used to be one of the lazy ones." When she first arrived she had come to rely on wishing for things but Vivian had been made aware that there may be consequences of doing that.

She held out a hand over the table. "I'm Vivian by the way."

She chuckled quietly. "I didn't have to cook often back home either." One of the many upsides to being a wealthy socialite. If she wanted something fancy, all she had to do was head down to a five star restaurant.

"Kate," she took Vivian's hand and shook. "Been here a while?"

Her own father had made sure that Vivian had lived a comfortable life in a nice house with people to do things for her. But that meant she was kept hidden and a secret so that no one would learn who she was. Definitely a negative for Vivian once she learned the truth about who her father really was.

"Nice to meet you, Kate," she replied pleasantly. "I've been here since May of this year. How about you?"

A pause. That question always got her to think about her prolonged "stay" in Paradisa. They were never pleasing thoughts in particular.

"July last year," she finally answered, her tone leaning more on the neutral side. Still, the vague irritation was there for a brief moment. "Since May? The castle has great timing, doesn't it?"

Considering the events that had gone down during the past summer...

Reaching for her tea, Vivian took a few sips before setting it down on the table again. She couldn't believe how long she had been here herself, even though there were others who had been here a lot longer than she has.

"Last year?" Her eyes widened a little. "Yeah, so about six months now. It's certainly been an interesting experience for me since I got here."

"Hasn't been our best year so far," Kate admitted. Her fingers traced the rim of the plastic cup, and she thought of all the freaks who had caused trouble this summer and how they had been sent back by the castle. So much for justice.

"I've come to realise that," she said quietly. "Just seeing what this castle is capable of doing..." Vivian trailed off, not needing to say anymore than that. It could get quite chaotic at times and she often worried about what was going to happen next.

She paused and watched her for a moment. The temptation to add and residents was great. "I suppose that's magic for you." She finally said.

Up until Paradisa, she'd never had much of a problem dealing with magic.

"Yeah. Magic doesn't exist in my world so I had quite the shock when I arrived here." Vivian replied, picking at her muffin.

She smiled a little. "I'm a lot more used to it but I can still be surprised by this place."

After another long sip, she reached to the side where the paper napkins lay and plucked one into her hand. She wiped her bottom lip and nodded, indicating she understood.

"Magic isn't uncommon in mine, though I haven't seen firsthand." She shifted in her seat. "Where are you from, anyway?"

"Somerset, in England," she replied. "Grew up in a nice house in the countryside." Vivian was luckier than most really.

"Where are you from?" Vivian asked a few moments later, taking a quick sip from her cup to wash down the muffin with.

Leaving the cup aside now, Kate paused for a brief second; maybe noticeable to the other woman.

"Gotham," she said. A beat. "In the States... but most haven't heard of it here, despite it being in Jersey." Of course, there had been many alternate Gothams she had learned about in the past year.

"Ah, I'm afraid I haven't heard of it, sorry. I don't think there is one in my world. Strange, yeah?" Considering that they were in a castle with magic and talking ponies, it wasn't the strangest thing.

"Is it a city then?" She added, a bit curious now.

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seat... not seal lmaolfkslekf

Don't worry, I knew what you meant <3

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