Mission Seventeen

[darkest-snow.livejournal.com]

[forward-dated to a more reasonable hour; A teenage girl is seen walking through the streets of Paris. She is dressed in a dark suit with a coat over it, and is carrying a cello case across her back. She only looks thirteen or fourteen, but is unaccompanied.

When she comes to an open area the girl takes out the cello and sets up to play. She doesn't choose Christmas carols as expected but instead goes for something different. The case is left open by her side in case anyone feels like donating money]


[ooc: open post to those who might be wandering the streets or over the journal]

Comments

[darkest-snow.livejournal.com]

[ooh fancy; Siri will give him the number, but of course since there is no Hilshire player we will do some handwaving :) ]

[bro-codebreaker.livejournal.com]

[all the handwaving, forever!]

Okay, are we cool to go?

[darkest-snow.livejournal.com]

Yes. He wants me to return home before dark, but otherwise I have permission.

[bro-codebreaker.livejournal.com]

Before dark? ... We're never gonna finish going over it all by then, it'll be dark in a couple hours. [he makes a face] You've been gone for a couple years, you know.

[darkest-snow.livejournal.com]

I've been here, living with my brother. [or at least that's what she remembers]

I've lived here for over two years.