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1st summon [audio]

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[There is an unmistakable air of vindictive triumph to the voice, and a squelch that just might be a blob of essence thrusting gelatinous limbs into the air to celebrate. This disolves into the sounds of dripping, as the blob falls apart and reforms sluggishly on. Then a few sloshes as Bartimaeus takes a gander at his surroundings and the device in front of him.]

No pretentious Mr. Mandrake here? Those were the sharp hooks of a summon I felt tearing at my essence. Not that I'm here to complain! Between an untimely and undignified death by silver tureen and a summoning to his presence, I would have to take his presence, even withstanding his atrocious fashion sense, the stench of that horrible prepubescent cologne he wears, and that terrible propaganda story-telling he does.

[Some more sloshing as he makes sure the insults have not done their part to summon up the magician. Nope, no silver-tipped spear being angrily thrust in his direction. This makes him pause; the only thing that could summon him would be his master, and the distinct lack therein suggests Mr. Mandrake did not survive to see through the summoning. That must mean he is home, sweet home!]

This is oddly well-formed for being the Other Place. Someone is being a little over ambitious. There are far too many spirits that like physical things lately -- skeletons, yucky fleshy bodies, and making rooms of our home. That's not a good sense of style.

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Other Place? What sort of 'Other Place' are you referencing? There could be many things in which you are talking about, for instance - you could be talking about your Actual Place Of Origin, or maybe a place in which you were but it wasn't one you know terribly well since you were only just recently re-acquainted with it yourself.

I refer to the Other Place. Did you leave some of your essence behind? Sloppy dismissals can make such a mess a returning spirit.

Why, I most certainly hope not! Though what I am rather sure about is that we aren't in the Other Place because we are on a ship called the Elegante. I think it's a rather fine name, and I'm absolutely uncertain as to where we're headed but I do think that the end result will be quite entertaining, don't you?

And if that 'end result' is a ritualistic humiliation of a certain Mandrake, then I would have to agree about its entertainment value.

If not, and if this is not the Other Place -- A possibility, since my essence is still seeping. -- then it won't be very entertaining at all. In fact, it does leave certain questions unanswered.

I was distinctly summoned. You! How did you summon me without a pentacle?

[The voice has put up aires of being rather more intimidating than it is. Imagine, if you will, a rubber ducky that has been dropped an octave and a half (or three) so that the bass of it reverberates the very ground. Yes, he is trying to intimidate you, person-that-may-be-a-magician -- and he will do it through a PHONE if he must!]

I hardly think that your consumption of a mandrake has to do with this - but then again, it could very well have everything to do with it! I must admit - upon hearing its scream, how did you survive?

[Is she serious? That's up for debate.]

Oh, this place can be quite entertaining. Why, just several days ago we were happily ashore on a lovely desert island, complete with coconuts and palm trees, then suddenly whisked away to this ship, where it rather looks as though someone has unleashed something much worse than a Bandersnatch or a Jabberwock.

[His intimidation attempt elicits no fear from Alice!]

I say, have you need of some warm honey? Your voice sounds atrocious!

Edited 2010-05-15 16:46 (UTC)

Honey? No, I don't need honey! You should be terrified by it. So maybe it sounds like a deranged duck right now, but that's what happens when one's essence is in this state.

[Traditionally, such an application of sound has reduced adult magicians to quivering and, recently, nearly startled one commoner out of her pentacle. That it doesn't work here seems to deflate the blob, right up until the mandrake reference sinks in.]

"It's" scream?

[Gurgling that is laughter? This could be happening.]

The scream of a Mandrake is nothing. Rather strangled and pathetic, as I recall it. Survival only comes into question when you think about the risks of laughing to death.

Regardless, who would want to eat that? It's all stringy, bitter, and human. Only Jabor or Cormocodran would eat them, and that last one gave the latter a critical case of indigestion. I prefer imps usually, and foliots on occasion.

[The rest of her information sounds less appealing and amusing. Whisking back and forth sounds a lot like being summoned. Ugh.]

Jabberwock, huh? I thought the old guy had stopped using that name in Victorian England. I haven't heard of Bandersnatch though. Must be an imp, though how that could be a bad thing is up in the air; death by irritation, perhaps.

What is it that's worse?

[That is a certain Djinni remembering Faquarl and the Hopkins body issue, seeing as that is very much in the forefront of his essence. Please don't tell him his old friend is there, especially as all that familiarity between them definitely bred contempt over the centuries.]

Well, to be entirely honest with you these days there isn’t much that terrifies me anymore, though since I’m not quite sure what it is you’re supposed to sound like I can’t really form an accurate opinion, now can I?

[Alice would be a lot more inclined to tremble if he didn’t sound like one of her young cousins toys. Also – in sounding like a deranged duck coupled with strange, gelatinous sounding movements,
Alice is provided with quite the entertainment!]

Well, I imagine he was likely quite different than the one you know, there seems to be different incarnations of certain creatures and people in many different rabbit holes. I’m rather surprised I haven’t run into myself here, or perhaps a different version of Lady Ascot, which would be most unappealing, though a familiar face would not be entirely unwelcome.

[She thinks about this all for a moment.]

If you look out of your door, I think you will rather see what I am talking about.