Carriage House Front Porch, Saturday afternoon

[littlebeestings]

To say Karla was in a bad mood would be understating it a bit. She was in one of the surly, grumpy moods that... well, this was the kind of mood that'd led to her writing that original letter to Saetan. Which meant that her cousin Morton -- who had come with for a few hours to make sure the girls were set and that the place really was safe -- was

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[prodigalpawn]

"Aaaaaa!" *Thump*

Connor fell from somewhere above to land on the front lawn. He glowered up at the sky and muttered; "Ride home."

[littlebeestings]

Karla eyed the fallen pile of person warily. "Do people often fall from the sky here?"

[prodigalpawn]

"Not so far as I know." He rose and brushed dirt from his pants. "I'm sure I'd have heard of it by now. I guess you're new in town?"

[littlebeestings]

Karla nodded slightly, still wary. "I am."

[prodigalpawn]

"Cool, well then welcome to Milieux. I'm Connor, nice to meet you."