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Office Hours

Jenny. Office hours. It traditionally meant coffee, a laptop, and research. This time, it also meant 80's rock music blasting, possibly at a volume that was a little too high. The door was closed, but not locked, and if you knew Jenny at all, you knew that you could open it right up and walk in.

OOC: Open for interaction. Thread with Su Pevensie is locked to her.
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[personal profile] romanywitch 2006-09-30 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
"That? Is a bit more complicated," said Jenny. "I'm working on that. As far as I can tell, the buyer was an American. There was some big furniture in there, so I got a shipping bill, but I lost the trail when it hit the ports in New York." She paused. "I lost the trail temporarily."

[identity profile] susanofnarnia.livejournal.com 2006-09-30 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Still. If it's in America, and it's intact still-- we could possibly find it. His books, perhaps he wrote something down about Narnia. Or the wardrobe." Susan looked down at her hands. "He said he didn't think we could get back in that way, but still, it's like the rings. And perhaps it would give us *some* clue how they works."
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[personal profile] romanywitch 2006-09-30 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Wardrobe?" Jenny frowned and flipped through the papers, holding out half the list to Susan. "I think that might've been one of the big pieces of furniture I was talking about. Help me check?"

[identity profile] susanofnarnia.livejournal.com 2006-09-30 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
Susan took the list, eyes widening, then quickly went down to find-- Applewood, 8'x 6'x 6' deep, with furs. "Oh, heavens. It *is* the right oone."
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[personal profile] romanywitch 2006-09-30 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
"I think there was a notation somewhere else," said Jenny. "You know your uncle had provenances on just about everything he owned. So there was something connecting this wardrobe to Narnia?"

[identity profile] susanofnarnia.livejournal.com 2006-09-30 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"He told us a story-- it was right after we got back, but it stuck with me." She put a hand to her temple, trying to remember. "He brought back an apple from Narnia when he was a boy. And the seeds from that apple were grown inside a garden in London. When the tree fell down in a storm, they turned the wood into a wardrobe." She stared at the list again, and said softly, "And we stepped into it, and walked out into Narnia."
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[personal profile] romanywitch 2006-09-30 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Jenny blinked. "Wow."

OOC: I have to sleep now! Wrap up tomorrow?

[identity profile] susanofnarnia.livejournal.com 2006-09-30 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Susan smiled ruefully. "You can see why I never talked about it, can't you."

[np! See you then!]
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[personal profile] romanywitch 2006-09-30 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Su, honey, I was dead for eight years," said Jenny. "Not much is too weird for me."

[identity profile] susanofnarnia.livejournal.com 2006-09-30 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
Laughing, Susan said, "Good point. Then yes. That's what we need to find."
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