Snippet #2476141

"I am Gregor Ampleton! Son of Hercules, and I will NOT, be held captive!" Miri had been startled when Greg and the boy who still hadn't told her his name had threatened the man. She wasn't a fan of violence but Widow had seemed to be bouncing with excitement at the impending fight. Pushing Widow's feelings down Miri had been about to stand up and say something when Ara had stepped in. "Greg, please don't hurt our guide! He is right now the only person who seems to have any idea where the hell we are and what the hell is going on." Miri sighed from where she sat across the room, "Ara's right, there's no need to get hasty. Plus, doors don't just disappear." Laughing a little Miri grinned trying to change the tense atmosphere of the room, she didn't like it when people were unhappy.

Before Miri knew what was happing, the small room containing them had been transformed into a lounge. "That is the exit you seek, but be warned, that is not the way home you seek, there is none at the moment." Turning Miri saw large oak doors, she had to admit that she was a bit impressed, all she could do was pull a teapot out of her hat. Thinking about what Lee had said Miri's heart sank, he'd said that there was no way home at the moment, that meant her father was going to have to spend more time in the queen's prisons then she thought. "Ah, perfect, tea," Miri was jerked out of her thoughts by Lee's statement, "Shall we discuss your peculiar situation over some tea?" Miri couldn't help but grin a little, tea was one of her favorite things after all. "Sounds wonderful! I'm always up for some tea!"

Staring to hum the Dormouse's song again Miri watched as a girl with a extremely fluffy dress stand up and begin to speak, "Hi everyone. I-I'm Helene." Giggling Miri stood up and skipped over to the girl. She couldn't help but hug her, her quietness was just so cute! "What a beautiful name! And your dress is quite lovely as well! My names Miri, and we are going to be friends wither you like it or not!"