040 - Want It All Back

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[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.))

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[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[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?

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

Yup! Edward's aaaaaaaaaaaalways lived here.

[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[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.

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

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

What is it? What iiiis it?

[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[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.]

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

Okay! Edward can help you find it!

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

[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[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.

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[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]

[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[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.]

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[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]

[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[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.]

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

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

Ding ding ding! We have arrived at our destination!

[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[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?

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

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

Uh-huh! Edward's sure!

[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[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.

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[she smiles] yooouuu're welcome!

[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[Aw, Ed... you're going to ruin her reputation. Because that'll be another smile forming now. Small, but still. A smile.]

I guess I know where to go if I need to find something.

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[She whirls around on one foot, still smiling at her]

Okay! Edward's good at that! [A bell tolls on a nearby clock]

Uh-oh. Late for schooo-oool. [She waves before dashing off]