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[sparkys_fire]

Who: Liz Sherman and OPEN
Where: The Study, Floor One
When: Day 005 - Noon
What: Guess who’s back? Liz has been missing since the end of the night of Day One and hasn’t been heard from since. Dazed and confused she’s found herself in the Study once more...
Warnings: None yet

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[sparkys_fire]

If it were up to Liz she would just sit there and stare at thee wall for a while. Staring tended to make her feel better. Something bout the void of emotion and the lack of doing anything was relaxing. She hadn't noticed the boy at first, just sitting there and letting herself get her mind to her again. Hell, she sometimes didn't mind being Dizzy, but this was uncomfortable.

When the water bottle appeared and the boy spoke she looked up to him slowly, blinked, then took the offered bottle with out much thought to it. "You've been through it before?"

She didn't recognize him. A Kid. There seemed to be a lot of them around here. Cracking open the water bottle she mindlessly took a careful sip, put the cap back on and tipped her head back against the wall while watching him. Flat and emotionless she said. "Thank you." as she indicated the water bottle in her hands.

[allthekeys]

His lips pulled into a smile that didn't quite fit on his face, the expression too old for the ten or eleven years he seemed to have. "A few times. Feels like being sick and woozy and tired all at once. Like falling."

He shrugged at the thanks, settling on the floor in front of her. "It'll fade. You get used to being alive again, instead of just breathing for a little while. It's kinda weird."

[sparkys_fire]

What was with all the kids in this place? She attracted them or something? This was at least the third one, but at least he wasn't a ghost, right? Or He didn't talk like one. Her eyes studied him for a moment, and as he sat down across from her she just... gave a small nod. "Like falling. Yeah." She wasn't a fan of falling, however.

Liz, of all people, was very used to just sitting for hours and staring at a wall, thinking about nothing, doing nothing, just breathing. The event on a whole wasn't too bad, in that regard. Still, it was weird. "You seem to know a lot. How long have you been here?" She was still unsure how many people were here before she was.

[allthekeys]

He wasn't a normal child, and he hadn't come looking for her to be mothered.

He had come because he understood how alarming it was to find himself somewhere he hadn't been, dizzy and out of sorts and trying to sort his memories out. "It's kinda weird, I like jumping or tumbling when I have control of it. But the in and outs always feel frantic."

His smile faded, wrapping his arms around his knees. "I was born here."

Because that was the only explanation he could offer.

[sparkys_fire]

Born here? Her eyes looked him over a bit more carefully now. That was more news, more information she needed to remember. "Oh, so you've been here a while then."

She moved, leaning forward on her knees and tightening her arms around them, eyes still a bit blank, but watchful. "Where was I? Do you know how long I was there? Last I remember it was night here, but it's not night now."

Might as well fish around for information.

[allthekeys]

"Yeah, a little bit. Walking and talking and all that. Guess it must have been at least a few years." The words were dry, blue eyes never leaving her face.

"Where is hard to answer, and I wasn't awake the last time you were here. So can't really answer either question. It is day, though. So you're right there."

He shrugged, watching her almost apathetically. "Life and all that, it's hard here. You get used to not having all of the answers."

[sparkys_fire]

His answers, though not really full or helpful, were at least answers, so she couldn't fault him for that. She sat, silent for a bit, taking in what he was saying. A few years, huh? Born here. Hmm... She pondered a lot of that, but didn't push for any more questions. After all his last statement said a lot too.

"Thanks. That answers enough for me." She wondered still how long she had been gone, but she could figure that one out later, after she found Leon or Ada, assuming they were still here and alive.

"I'm used to not having all the answers to my questions anyhow, but you've been helpful. Got a name?"

[allthekeys]

"No problem. Glad I could do something, I guess. People assume that you stay here long enough you end up knowing everything. Don't think about it like that, I guess that's the best advice I can give you." He shrugged, after a moment of thinking on the question. "Call me Lock, it'll do for a name. S'what pretty much everyone here knows me as, anyway, cuts down on the confusion. You got one, or should I just call you "Blank Stare Woman" to anyone that asks?"

He settled his chin on his knees, still watching her.

[sparkys_fire]

There was the smallest of smiles that crept across her lips at his comment about what to call her. Blank Stare Woman? Heh. Was she really that ba--don't answer that. She already knew she was pretty bad about it.

Rubbing a hand over the back of her neck she shook her head. "Liz. You can call me Liz." She rested her head in her hand, the elbow propped on her knee. "Nice to meet you Lock." So he was part of the house. She wasn't surprised, really. "Can I ask you a few more things? You don't have to answer if you don't want to, but I am curious."

[allthekeys]

"Liz. Ok. Kinda like Blank Stare Woman, but Liz works too." He settled better, pushed his hair out of his face and shrugged. "Can't stop you from asking, I guess. I don't mind. Can't promise I'll know the answer, like I said."

[sparkys_fire]

"Blank Stare Woman works too, if you like. I'll answer to either."

See gave a little nod however, assuming he wouldn't be able to give her too many answers, but it cant hurt to ask. She wouldn't get upset if he just said no to anything. "Do you know the young girl here? Pretty little thing. I think she was the one that took me... where ever that was. Does she have a name, that you know of?"

[allthekeys]

"Her?" He scowled, then shook his head. "I know who she is, yeah. But she doesn't have a name. I guess nobody ever named her. She's a little brat, but she's a powerful little brat, so everyone has to put up with her. Red hair? Big eyes? Kinda looks like someone forgot to tell her how to emote?"

[sparkys_fire]

"Yeah, that's her. The Lil Miss." The description sounded right in all ways, though they also could have described her when she was that age too. "Do you know where she came from, or why she has so much power?" She side stepped the 'little brat' comment, deciding that sounded like something Leon would say. For a moment she wondered if Lock knew Leon, or if he was here or not.

She really needed to get up and start exploring again.

[allthekeys]

"You're weird, Blank Stare Woman." He shrugged. "No. She's been here since I was a baby, probably before that. I don't even know what she is, just that she's here and she can drag me from one side of this place to the other if she decides she wants to."

He leaned forward on his knees, studying her. "Why do you care?"

[sparkys_fire]

There came a soft frown at that. Poor kid It sounded like a lot of trouble to her, then again she was now stuck here as well. it did make her wonder if Lock was human or not. it was hard to tell in these places. At the moment she was betting on trapped human and not ghost.

She watched him back, giving a tiny shrug. "Curious, I guess. This house is a puzzle and she's part of it. I like puzzles." A small pause before adding. "...and because I want to know who she is, I suppose."

[allthekeys]

"She's not solvable. I guess. I don't know, I've never been able to figure her out. Like a bratty little kid with no concept of personal space." He shrugged his shoulders again, curled comfortably on the floor.

"I don't know if she knows who she is? Or if she does, she never told me."

He crossed his arms, giving her an assessing look. "Sometimes, if you get too obsessed with it, you lose track of everything else. Be careful."