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[lethe_forgets]

She has a feather on her head.

She has a green feather on her head. A green feather that is attached to a hat, which she's pretty sure isn't hers

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[twiceahero]

There is another red-head in the bar tonight. She's rather highly visible since she simply refuses to walk to and fro like a normal person. Oh no, instead she insists on cartwheels and flips and handsprings and jumping on tables and generally laughing in delight as she moves around the bar simply to move.

Inevitably this will bring her by Lethe's chosen perch. She's smiling widely as she stops for a moment to catch her breath a few feet away.

[lethe_forgets]

The gymnastics certainly catch her attention - they really sort of call for attention. It's impressive and strange and really rather lovely when one gets down to it.

Her eyes widen and she lets out a laugh, clapping politely.

"That looks like fun."

[twiceahero]

"Oh it is!" she exclaims. "I think I had been trying to forget how much I missed it."

[lethe_forgets]

"You do not jump on tables all the time?"

Then again, she isn't normally bedecked in feathers and pearls. So, really, it's all relative.

And, behind the mask, it's almost - her head tilts to the side, eyes narrowed curiously - behind the mask, she's pretty sure that -

"Oh! Hello!"

This whole greeting business is so much easier with a voice.