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[just_growed]

Here comes an African-American girl of about ten or eleven. Her dress is plain, but of good make and clean, though it has been mended in (several) spots, and her feet are bare. She is definitely on the darker side of the scale, and her hair sticks up every-which-way in little tails. Her back is full of welts and scars, but, as it is at the moment

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[lil_live_wire]

*is poking (very carefully) around the edges of the mansion and smiles at Topsy* Hi! You shouldn't climb, it's dangerous. *is parroting her Daddy*

[just_growed]

"I ain't climbin', I'se walkin'."

[lil_live_wire]

But walking on stuff is dangerous, Daddy said so! The big house all went boom, and it was loud and scary and now it's all broken and dangerous. *nodnod*

[just_growed]

"Maybe for you, you'se li'l an' white/i>."

[lil_live_wire]

*confused stare, what's that got to do with anything?* *goes back to what she knows* Daddy says that stuff'll fall down and break, and there's sharp stuff. You're not wearing any shoes, you're gonna get cut. And getting cut hurts.

[just_growed]

Topsy grins. "Not as much assa poker."

[lil_live_wire]

*confused* A poker like for a fireplace?

[just_growed]

She nods. "Yup."

[lil_live_wire]

I don't think there's any pokers... *looks around to see if there are any*

[just_growed]

Topsy starts laughing maniacally.

[lil_live_wire]

*stares at her confusedly*

[just_growed]

"Pokers ain't dang'rous if'n you'se find 'em first. 'Cuz then you can hide it."

[lil_live_wire]

*blink* What're you gonna hide it for?

[just_growed]

She rolls her eyes. "I ain't gon' hide it. I don' hafta hide it. My ol' Mass'r ain't here."

[lil_live_wire]

*just doesn't understand any of it* Then why'd you talk about hiding it?

[just_growed]

"Well, if'n I hide it, I don' get hit wit' it."