{locked: arielle} Sister Christian, oh your time has come ...

[baking_goddess]

[it was a couple weeks after the gates lifted on the streets again, and Libby was allowed to go back to work on her bakery. It still wasn't quite up to standards, but she was baking, and that was what counted. She was wandering into town, paying more attention to her phone than she was to where she was going, but there wasn't really anyone out

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[sample_oflife]

[not usually a morning person, but when the gates opened at dawn Aidan saw it (she doesn't get why he does that early morning jogging thing, but is grateful right now) and let word spread. And it spread quickly.]

[so then Aidan led an expedition to those who actually come forth from their houses to see this. Arie is in that group, who are now wandering around town. She got split up from the group when she saw a bakery that made her pause, and think about her sister.]

[so she's just standing here, staring up at it]

[baking_goddess]

[Libby is going for her keys when she looks up and sees someone standing in front of her bakery. A very familiar someone. You could almost say it was a mirror image.

... she drops her keys]

Arie?

[sample_oflife]

[spins around and staggers back a bit. The new group has been a little hesitant about this whole Town Square thing, and now? Now Arie definitely thinks Someone is screwing with her. Because it looks and sounds just like Libby. But....it can't be.

Can it?]

Libby?

[baking_goddess]

[Arielle won't really have time to process that, because she's getting slammed by a hug of summo proportions]

Oh my God. Omigod omigod omigod.

[sample_oflife]

[will just....stand there. In shock. She really wants to hug back, but she's scared that this isn't real....and she needs it to much to accept it not being real. So.....she's standing here.]

[baking_goddess]

[pulls back after a minute and looks at her with a smile that would light up the Chrysler building]

You're here!!!!!!

[ ... notices that she's not as excited about this]

... and not happy.

[sample_oflife]

...you're here?

But....are you really?

[baking_goddess]

You need me to prove it?

[she goes back for her keys before opening the bakery and dragging her sister inside. She goes right for the plate of cookies that were sitting under the glass bell jar. she lifts the lid, picks one up and holding it out to her]

Eat it.

[sample_oflife]

[takes it tentatively and stares at it for a moment, before bringing it to her lips and taking a bite. She chews slowly. That's definitely a Libby-made cookie....but this place could still be screwing with her. And if it is, she doesn't want to believe then lose Libby.]

[she also can't explain that, but Libby should get it with the way her sister is looking at her]

[baking_goddess]

[huffs a bit]

I know. It's weird. I've been here for a few months now. But I swear, it's me.

[sample_oflife]

....promise?

[baking_goddess]

Cross my heart and hope to die.

[sample_oflife]

[and....glomps you now]

[baking_goddess]

[glomps back, clinging to her tightly]

[sample_oflife]

This place is so freaking weird! Oh my god!

[baking_goddess]

I know. But it's kind of cool, too. I mean, I've met some interesting people.