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[dukes_daughter]

While drinking the enchanted wine made a nice dramatic exit, it does not change the fact that Rosalind is now a boy, which may come as a surprise to those who think she already is one. While the differences to her face and figure are far less noticeable than she might have hoped, she is several inches taller, and her voice several pitches deeper

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[sir_palomides]

Here, Ganymede--have someone who doesn't actually know you. Palomides hasn't been inside yet, and doesn't know that there's crackplot wine; he does, however, give a cheerful wave. "Hallo--or does one say 'ahoy' to a man perched upon a mast-like projection?"

[dukes_daughter]

"I do not know, sir," he calls down. "Can it be a mast so far from any ship?"

[sir_palomides]

"A mast in potentia, then. A mast-to-be." He grins, and bows broadly. "Palomides, at your service."

[dukes_daughter]

"Ganymede," he replies, edging down to a branch low enough to jump from. "At yours."

[thinknotilove]

*sorry to disappoint you, sir, but heeeeere's Phebe! she waves up at the tree* What ho, sweet Ganymede!

[dukes_daughter]

Good Phebe! *clinging all the more firmly to the branch and trying, somehow, to make his voice higher*

[thinknotilove]

*beams* How dost thou? Might I climb up there beside thee?

[dukes_daughter]

Nay--! *he clears his throat and tries again, higher* Nay, I would thou didst not--