h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*sulkily awaiting Kirysta's arrival*

*preens while waiting*

Miranda!!! /Just/ the bluerider I was looking for!!!!

Miranda: Hmf, took you long enough! Well, I suppose you want the benefit of my wisdom. Do you like my dress?

Kiry: It's... it's... just magnificent. I don't think I've seen quite that shade of crimson before. But.. but it really does suit you. Very, um, striking.

Miranda twirls. "Yes, I do look beautiful in it, don't I?" Smug.

It matches your eyes. Perfectly.

If Miranda had more brains, she'd wonder at the idea of having crimson eyes, but of course, she doesn't.

"Thank you. I suppose you look all right in that dress; it's not too bad for a dowdy last-season look."

Brains? Miranda?? Not a chance....

Kiry just sighs in a resigned fashion. "Well, seeing as it was you who told me which weaver to get it from only last week.... "

Miranda glares at Kirysta.

"Hmf. Never mind. I suppose you've come to ask for my wisdom. Well, I can't say I blame you. It's such a trial being so wise."

Kiry gives Miranda her best innocent look.

I know, Miranda, really. I don't know how you cope. And yes. I was wanting to ask your advice. I had this dream last night...

Miranda closes her eyes and says "STOP!!!" with a negating gesture of her hands. "Do NOT go any further! I understand perfectly, and I just want you to know that however wonderful it is to dream about me, you just CAN'T do it every night! OTHER people need me to dream about, you know!"

Kiry blushes slightly red. "But.. but you were only in it a little bit, Miranda." And then quickly realises the error of that statement. "OF course, it was an EXTREEEEEEEMEly important bit. Vital to the whole of the dream." She pauses. "I think that Khav, and tunnelsnakes, and vtols were in it too."

*keeps away from Anne's stuff*

Miranda sulks and says "Of COURSE it was important. Well fine, don't tell me about it. I didn't want to know anyway." Hmf. "And I don't see why Khav had to be there at all. It's not like he's interesting or anything."

Kiry shrugs. "Well, you were certainly finding him interesting in my dream. You were all over him, like he was an imaginary brownrider. Until he turned into a swarm of buzzing insects." She pauses, for once. "Do you think that means anything in particular, Miranda?"

Miranda is too busy coughing and choking to answer that immediately.

"What do you MEAN I was all over him? I'll have you know I'm NOT that kind of girl! I don't CARE if he has that dark mysterious way about him, and I NEVER noticed that he's terribly sexy! And I BET he turned into a swarm of buzzing insects because he's so horrible! So there!"

Kiry ooohs. "Maybe my dream was a sort of prophecy. I bet he's nicer than that imaginary brownrider. Much. If you ignore his nose that is. And the buzzing flying insects were, um, like flying things. Like you and he will be flying..." She breaks off and pouts a little. "But he was still with me first. And do you think he will be again? Could that be my dream, that perhaps it wasn't really you but it was me instead? Or I could be the buzzing insects."

And if Miranda can make any sense of that, she's a better woman than most...

Of course, there's no need to think on that too long; Miranda certainly ISN'T.

"What?!?" she says. "You're weird Kirysta", look who's talking "and you better stay away from him. He'll get you. You know. That thing I wouldn't know about. But it ends with a LOT of noise, and then you'll be sorry! So there!"

Kiry frowns again. "But we're talking about my /dream/, Miranda." Remember? "And it was you in my dream. And it ended up in buzzing insects, and a snake or two. No loud noises at all."

Miranda pokes her tongue out at Kirysta. "Hmf, well if you don't know, I'm not going to explain it to you; but just don't come crying to me when there are three of you and they don't even have names."

"And why were there snakes anyway? I always knew Khav was a snake."

Kiry's eyes open wide in complete bewilderment. "Three of me? You mean there might be more of me somewhere and I don't know it? How would I know if I'm really me or one of the other two? How would anyone know?" She pinches her arm. "I'm not dreaming now. But am I me or am I one of the other mes? Are there three of yous as well?"