Immortality is such a bitch, don't you think? (For not_a_shadow)

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From Changeling's recommendation, finding Altalita's version of the wishing shop is a fairly easy task. Like previously stated, if it wants to be found, it'll be found. Especially if Fate decrees it must be.

Of course the Nexus adds in an element of Chaos to this, but what can you do, but make sure the wards are strong, and hope for the best?

From the outside, it looks like an elaborate old house. Older than the hills itself, but very obviously well taken care of, if surrounded by an ancient large fence. A light snow blankets the roof of the house and the trees outside, as well as the surrounding area.

Because he's invariably (and most likely unknowingly) lightly tangled in the elaborate web of Altalita's own place in Fate, Enzan is permitted to enter past the gate.

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Enzan had only spoken to Yuuko a few times, and only because they were both mutual friends of Isamu. Choosing Altalita over Yuuko had been a decision made entirely based on his trust on Changeling.

Now that he was here, it occured to him that it had been a really stupid thing to do. Sure, there was nothing wrong with the place on the surface. That was what bothered him most.

There was no going back now. He approached the main entrance and wondered if he should knock or look for a more obvious route to take.

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The gate is open, and the yard is large, sprawling, and currently empty. The shop is occupied, and Anyone is expected to show, so he could just charge right up on into the building.

Although knocking would be polite yes.

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After loitering around for quite an indecent amount of time, Enzan shook his head, entered the yard, and finally, after hesitating yet again, knocked.

He could always say no and walk away if things went sour.

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He could at that! Fate's funny about free will. She thinks she's funny about a lot of things, in Altalita's humble opinion, but that's neither here nor there, so to speak.

A few beats after knocking, and the door is answered by a set of individuals who are, essentially, mirror images of one another except in terms of clothing. One is in light, white clothes, and the other in dark. The lighter clothed, on the right, speaks first, "Ah. Hello."

And then the dark clothed, on the left, "Yes. Hello."

"Mistress Altalita is expecting you!" The lighter one beams after she speaks, and then the darker one (in a perhaps a bit of creepyness) finishes up, "This way, please."

Enzan, should he follow, will be led into the main area of the shop. A large sprawling room with a chaise lounge in the back. And there, we have Altalita lounging on it rather like a cat. She's smoking something that smells incredibly sweet today, although the smoke is a greenish color.

"Thank you, dears, you can be on your way now." Altalita gestures, and the twins bow, and vanish in little buzzing Timegates of their own.

Huh. "Hello, sweet." Altalita beams at him, twirling the cigerette pipe in one hand, "What can I do for you?"

She may, or may not already know. But there's the formality of the thing.

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By this time, Enzan was eyeing her as if she had spouted three other heads while talking.

"I am officially creeped out now," he declared, pausing for a long second. "For the record. Changeling said you can grant wishes. For a price. Why?"

He didn't like this, and therefore the automatic response was to be a dick about it.

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Oh, Enzan, you poor deluded boy. Altalita likes dicks. That hurt to write.

She chuckles a little, amused. "Because I can, sweet, that's why." Sorry, Enzan, you're not privvy to the actual reason, "Alternates, and all possibilities. You know how the Nexus works." She grins, playful.

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Enzan does not like that grin, missy. Hit on him, and... well, he'll just complain. Hell, it's hard enough right now to keep his eyes on something besides her cleavage. Stupid hormones.

"Then what are your prices?" Enzan folded his arms, frowning. At some point of her dress that was not near her boobs. Honest.

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Altalita's boobs, alas, are mighty and attention drawing. A fact of which she is well, well aware, since a grand majority of her clothing involves showing cleavage in some fashion. "That." She holds up a finger, "Depends on what you ask. I tell you what Fate demands in trade for the wish, and then you have the choice to agree or disagree to the price."

"And it's take it or leave it, sweet. None of that negotiating will work."

She shifts to sit up a bit better, taking a puff of the cigarette, and blowing the greenish tinted smoke into the air. "So what can I do for you, dear?" ^_^

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He didn't like that answer, but there was not a damn thing he could do about it. Wonderful.

"I... have the ability to heal from any injury. I don't know how I got it and I don't know if it's permanent, but I would like to get rid of it. If that's possible."

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She shifts to sit up, instead of lounging, but it's still pretty clear she's the queen of her own domain. Or at least she wants it to seem that way. "That can be done, dear." She replies, twirling the cigarette lazily, making the smoke billow about dramatically.

"Realize that the Nexus adds an element of chaos to everything, and that some by-product of it may end up restoring that which I've taken, sweet. Either way, with that exception, I am capable of taking it away." A few beats to let this sink in, "As for the price." She closes her eyes and takes a puff of the cigarette, "It will have to be that pendent you wear, with that mark of your brother's."

She Knows, because of Fate.

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Enzan immediately pressed his hand against his shirt, where the pendant lay underneath, as if Altalita were about to take it from him right this minute. The words, 'no, that's mind' popped into his head, and he almost let them slip before he caught himself.

"Why that? What are you going to do with it?"

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Given that she doesn't move, she's clearly not going to take it from him RIGHT NOW. As she previously stated, he still has the free will to refuse the terms Fate demands, "That, sweet, is something I cannot tell you." At least, not without a Price there, too. "It is what Fate demands for your wish."

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Given the way she phrased it, he really doubted he could argue back that he didn't believe in fate. With a sigh, he pulled the pendant out, unhooked the chain from his neck, and held it out.

"Fine."

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Ah, but then she'd argue back. But that's not actually happening, so we shall not head into that tangent. She takes the pendant from him, wrapping the chain around it carefully, and sticking it into a pocket for the time being, she'll have Li (Yes, Li, eternally proving that no matter the universe, he's always fated to be Altalita's bitch) take it to the storeroom later.

"Mmnow." She sets the cigarette aside in a conveniently placed ashtray and stands, stepping towards him, "This may feel a little funny, dear, but rest assured, I know what I'm doing." She beams, at that reassuring statement, and steps behind him for a moment.

It's like a sort of cheesy magic trick combined with a little bit of her own magic at the same time. She just draws it out from behind him, he can perhaps have the sensation of it leaving him as she steps out from behind him with an object in her hands.

Said object in her hands in a toy, bright blue, London police box (Yes, that police box). "Well now, that certainly explains a few things." She muses aloud, clearly amused. The inside of it might be faintly glowing, in fact, with the energies of the healing powers.

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Enzan was rubbing the spot on his chest where his pendant usually lay, but he felt all right after it was all said and done.

"I thought that's where it came from," he said, making a mental note to never, ever have anything to do with magic ever again.

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Oh, but Enzan! Magic is all around the Nexus. Avoiding it's gonna be a hell of a challenge.

"I see." She sets the toy onto the table, and settles back down onto the chaise lounge, "Will there be anything else, dear?" She beams at him.

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Oh, but if he fooled himself into thinking he was avoiding it, he would be fine.

Oh, she said something.

Wait, where the hell were his eyes again?

"Um." His head snapped up. "No. That's it. Thank you. I'm going to... leave now."

And he would, as soon as possible, if nothing held him up.

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"It's no problem, dear" A surprisingly soft smile, considering the upbeat thing she generally is. "See you around~"

And that said, she won't stop him from leaving, although she'll pick the TARDIS toy off of the table and regard it for a few long moments once she's alone. Smart boy, she thinks, to herself, wise for his age, that's for damn sure.

At which point, she steps off to take both objects to the storage room. Or more correctly, take them to Li to have him put them in the storage room.