Little Six, Little Six, Watch where you go~

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Someday, thinks Sophie, she'll learn not to talk to herself. If she never talked to herself, she never would have spoken to the Fool in town, never would have mentioned the dratted Mary Poppins movie, never would have taken him to an electronics store to purchase a television so he could watch said movie. But it's not her bad habit that's put her

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Sophie was here, Sophie was here, Sophie was here.

This was going to be great! Christophe dashed off as soon as he knew, skidding around a corner and coming to a stop right in front of her.

"I think I'm almost done!"

For some reason I thought this was a turn thing. Sorry for late!

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It's impossible not to grin at Christophe (clearly the Arcana's secret weapon).

"I've brought you some more books," she tells him. Her brows arch. "Done? Did you figure out the wiring then?"

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"Er... I... Think so? I'm pretty sure? It went great!" Maybe. He hopes. Come on now, Sophie. Lets go see the mess he's made, hm?

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"I'm certain you figured it out." She can hardly refuse to go with him, though she's supposed to speak with Burke more. Later. She'll somehow find a way.

"Why don't you show me?"

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"I mean. I think I got it. Which is so close to having gotten it there's little to worry about." Right? Right. Totally right.

Which is why, when he led her to the room they'd chosen, he'd managed to make an absolute mess of said wires.

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Oh, gracious. Oh, dear. Surely there were more cables and wires than came with the equipment? Sophie surveys the tangle. Right. She can do this.

She plops down on the ground, picks up the first cable and begins to work it free from the others.

"Very close. I think we need to separate them out and see what we have. Why don't you start with that big fat one?"

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Christophe plops down next to her, working at the cable she'd directed him towards with the same obedience he'd followed her around the electronics store.

The cables are such a mess it's almost impossible for him to have made them that way through sheer ignorance - though there was a great deal of that. After a certain point, however, it'd become more fun to see just how messy he could make them - and find out how much Sophie would really help.

Which made him feel really guilty.

"I'm sorry."

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Sophie looks up from the current knot. "For what?"

She's begun three piles of wires, sorted by size. Once they get this mess set to rights, she'll hunt for the instructions. In her experience, people rarely read them.

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"I really made a mess, usually people get really annoyed when I make a mess and then don't let me do anything anymore. Or make me do everything, but never the fun things that I really want to do. It's why they won't let me make a theme park, you know." He was mostly kidding, but Christophe really was sorry for troubling her - he liked to have fun, not be a bother.

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"I'm a champion untangler. You should see the state of the library's Christmas lights every year." She will not feel sympathy for him. No, Sophie.

Oh, drat.

"Sometimes you have to deal with the boring stuff before you can get to the fun. It's like, um, playing an instrument. You need to practice or you'll never be good enough to play the music you like." She finally manages to loosen the cable and pull if free. This one goes in the medium pile. Nearly there.

"A friend and I were just saying a carnival would be fun. What other things do you like to do?"

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"Oh, all sorts of things that kinds of things that everybody likes to do and all those things that we want to do but never get around to doing." His wire is finally pulled free, and he puts it into her big pile.

"What kinds of things do you like to do? Other than riding a horse and doing other-than-practicing."

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Sophie doesn't sigh at the non-answer, but she does yank harder at the current knot than she has on the others. She'd find it far less aggravating if he simply said he'd rather not answer. Did they honesty think no one noticed their prevarications? "Oh, this and that," she answers airily.

She tugs on the cable and places it into the small pile. Good heavens. There are far too many wires here. She hopes he didn't gut the television.

She relents eventually. "I like to read--just about anything. If it has words, I read it. Puzzles." She thinks a bit. "I enjoy sledding and ice skating, watching clouds, time with friends, long walks--there! Got it!" Sophie places a wire into the big pile. "I quite like puns."

Just because he couldn't--or wouldn't--answer didn't mean she had to act the same way.

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He was sure she'd leave it like he did - he couldn't expect more, when he'd failed to fill her in. That would be hypocritical of him. But then she went on, and he bobbed his head along with her words, absorbing them and thinking about it.

"Then you must have liked the Joker! I think. I've heard. He was great with words."

Another wire comes loose in his hands, and he coils it around his fingers for a while, before adding it to her piles.

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Mention of the Joker causes Sophie to look up sharply. Just for a moment, she looks bereft, then her Diamond mask wobbles into place. The Joker had said he'd spoken to Christophe. She looks back down at the wires.

"He left us. He's gone, but, yes, he had a way with words." She straightens out the last of the wires. "There! That didn't take long, did it? Let's hook this thing up."

She can smile at him now.

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It was easy for Christophe to let the subject drop when Sophie as so obviously unhappy with it. the wire distraction she gave just made it that much easier to not need a non sequitur.

"You're a genius Sophie, thank you thank you thank you!" Springing up is filled with energy, but the hand he offers to assist her in rising is all old manners drilled into him as a child. "What do we do first?"

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Sophie murmurs thanks--ingrained manners work both ways--and sets to work hooking up all the cables. Like she'd told him, she'd worked with all types of AV equipment. After awhile, they all start to look alike.

"See the end of this cable? The little drawing tells you which side is up. There should be a slot right...there. Go ahead. Stick it in. That connects the game console to the television. Now let's find the one for the DVR...."

Sophie continues to chatter, glancing occasionally at Christophe. "And this cable goes right there and the Joker said he spoke to you?"

Yes, she is watching to see what he does.