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[hadley_bright]

Hadley-Bright is attempting to keep up with his studies. This is made difficult by the fact that he has not seen his tutor in some time, and that he is not very good at magic at all

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[the_bloodless]

Unfortunately for Kvothe...he happens by.

Now twelve years old again and with no memory of his parents' murder or the (many) years afterward, he scampers off into the woods to play, not yet realizing that he's not near where his troupe was camped.

[ebonyjaenelle72]

Jaenelle wanders through the middle of the room and is rapidly about nine again, still with an older than usual look in her eyes, but without the haunted, scarred look that comes later. Rather rapidly entranced by the woods near the Mansion, she takes off full tilt toward them, starting out on the ground but switching to air running when the pebbles start to hurt her bare feet. She hardly seems to wonder too much about her sudden relocation. Jaenelle likes to travel, after all - if she thought about it, she would probably just assume she was somewhere in Kaeleer.

[the_bloodless]

Kvothe is up a tree the moment he hears her coming, because it's far more fun to watch people when they don't know that you're there, isn't it? He's curious though when he spots an unfamiliar young girl in what he thinks is the middle of nowhere, so he calls down. "Hello! Who're you?"

[ebonyjaenelle72]

She looks up, then beams at him. "I'm Jaenelle!" She pauses under the tree, looking curious. "Did you fly up there?"

[the_bloodless]

"What? No!" He swings down a couple branches. "I climbed."

[ebonyjaenelle72]

"Oh." She looks at the tree and tries to hop for one of the lower branches, but is too short. "I wish I could do that, but I'm too small," she complains, mildly. "What's your name, then?"

[the_bloodless]

"Kvothe," he says, as he leans down from the branch and holds out his hand. "Here, take my hand, I'll pull you up."

[ebonyjaenelle72]

Jaenelle reaches up, takes his hand and with his help and some standing on tiptoes, gets enough height to jump to the first branch, which she scrambles up on. "Thanks," she says, a bit absently as she ponders the rest of the tree and begins making her way up from there. "The trees at home are smaller than this, but I like this one better."

[the_bloodless]

"It's a good one," he agrees sas he makes sure she's got her balance on the branch. Having gotten her up there, it wouldn't do to let her fall. "What's your name?"

[ebonyjaenelle72]

She scrambles up another branch rather like a squirrel, close to the bark. "M'Jaenelle," she says, cheerfully, and agrees, "It's very friendly."

[the_bloodless]

"How can you tell if a tree is friendly?" He slides around the tree to the other side and climbs up a couple branches, then leans around the trunk to look at her.

[ebonyjaenelle72]

She peers at him. "It's sort of a feeling. Like - not really a smell, but I guess you could call it that. It's a nice tree, old, quiet, but still friendly."

[the_bloodless]

"Huh." He cocks his head, looking intently at the tree. "How do you...smell it, or hear it, or whatever it is you're doing? Can you teach me?"