040 - Want It All Back

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[It's Monday morning, time for all the good children of the city to be going to school. There is a very enthusiastic redhead skipping down the sidewalk with her backpack balanced on her head. She's dressed very much like your typical 13(ish) year old... but her bare feet slap the sidewalk as she dances her way through the crowd singing at the top of her lungs.]

Schooo~oool, schooo~oool, gooooiiiing to schoooo~ooool! Edward is going to leaaaarn something today yes oh yes!

[She's not entiiiiirely watching where she's going, if she's not careful she might run into someone]

((OOC: Open for action on the street.))

Comments

Of course! /grabby hands :D

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[Edward's still bopping along, talking in her sing-song voice]

Always raise your hand before talking to the teacher! Ed's huuuuuungry. Is it lunchtime, yet?

[So lost in her thoughts is she that she runs smack dab into the mysterious blond woman]

Whoops! Error in the flight plan. Unscheduled stop!

8D!

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[That is certainly an attention-grabber. Julia is pulled out of her thoughts with the force of something knocking straight into her. Maybe unexpected, but if she'd been startled or winded at all by the sudden impact, she catches her breath easily, effortlessly enough.

But there's nothing that could have prepared her for the sight that greets her eyes when she looks down to find the source. Bright red hair, bare feet. (Bare feet in the middle of December.) It's not something she quite knows what to do with, so just... give her a minute to process this.

... What a strange child.]

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[Edward sways from foot to foot, grinning at the stranger]

Hello!

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[... Right, Julia. It's not polite to stare.

She'll shake herself out of it in a moment or two, although she's still watching the child somewhat curiously.]

Hello.

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[So many lost tourists today.]

Are you lost? Edward can help!

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[If asked, she wouldn't consider herself lost, per se. This is nothing that a little examination and information-gathering couldn't solve.]

Where would I find Edward?

[... But having the information certainly wouldn't hurt.]

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[She giggles, pointing to herself]

Nooooo. Edward is Edward!

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[Blink.]

You're Edward?

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Uh-huh! Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky The Fourth!

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[She never knew what hit her.

BUT. She'll save her questions about the unusual name. Or... anything unusual. Maybe it's a local thing.]

And you're from here?

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Yup! Edward's aaaaaaaaaaaalways lived here.

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[The mechanics of all this still don't quite make sense to her. How can someone always... when she--?

... Might as well take advantage of a valuable resource while she has it. She regards the child with something of a polite half-smile.]

Then maybe you can tell me where I might find something.

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Okay! Edward's good at finding things! [She hops up and down, excited]

What is it? What iiiis it?

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[The energy is infectious. She can't help but let that half-smile grow into something slightly larger, despite herself.]

It's an address. [She'll be absently reaching around for something in her coat pocket now.]

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Okay! Edward can help you find it!

[She hops from one foot to the other, impatiently waiting for the address]

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[And it doesn't take long before it appears that she's found what she's looking for: a piece of paper with something written on it. She doesn't try to follow the child's movements, instead just holding it out toward her general vicinity.]

This one.

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[Edward snatches the address from her hand, studying it for a moment.]

Edward knows! Come on! [She grabs Julia's hand and starts pulling her in the right direction]

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[Before she even knows what's happening, she finds herself being dragged along somewhere. It takes her too much by surprise to provide any kind of resistance.

This has to be some kind of sight for anyone passing by.]

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[Just roll with it, Julia, that's probably for the best. She giggles, weaving between people on the street as she pulls her new friend to their destination]

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[At this point, she doesn't really have much of a choice but to roll with it. Not with the grip on her arm or the crowd of people around them hampering her ability to try to pull away if she wanted to.

But, hey, rolling with it is something she's more than good at. It may be a necessary skill now more than ever. Trying to ignore the strangeness of the situation (but what situation wasn't strange in this place?), she's giving off the appearance of being completely unperturbed, as if being dragged through the streets by a giggling child wearing no shoes is the most natural thing in the world.]

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[IT TOTALLY IS! After a little more dragging and maneuvering Edward stops dead.]

Ding ding ding! We have arrived at our destination!

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[It's a jerky sort of move. You know, one that might be half-liable to cause motion sickness. But, after that initial jerk, Julia simply takes it in stride.

She takes an opportunity in that moment to look at the building they've stopped in front of. It's a simple, unassuming building; single-story, somewhat dilapidated, a small arrangement of flowers out front. All she'd been told is that this is where she's supposed to be working, no more, no less. She's not sure exactly what she'd been expecting, but this wasn't really it.]

You're sure?

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[She points to the numbers on the paper and the numbers on the building]

Uh-huh! Edward's sure!

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[She follows the pointing, peering down to the paper and then looking back to the building, and.... well, it's pretty hard to argue with concrete evidence. Somehow, there's really a method to the child's madness.]

Then I suppose I should thank you.

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[she smiles] yooouuu're welcome!