The sun feels lovely on her exposed skin. It certainly is a lovely day out, and thankfully so. Because Jenny, dressed in yet another small and playful black silk dress, has come outside looking for something.
Jenny shakes her head, eyes narrowing as she stares at him. She recognises the name, it's echoed from his head to hers at times. But it doesn't feel like him. Not at all.
The cat draws her eye, and as she'd been looking for a place to pull out her book and read, she settles on the base of the tree, seemingly unaware of anyone who might be in it.
All but one are brushed aside. The last, however, is pulled up and sniffed happily. She runs her fingers over it, following the lines of green and paler green with obvious enjoyment before she closes the book around it and looks up with a smile.
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And looking.
And, oh. She's found it.
"Who are you?"
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"Koschei," he says, not leaving the tree yet. "You?"
Schrodinger peeeeers at Jenny, then shuts his eyes again, unconcerned.
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Jenny shakes her head, eyes narrowing as she stares at him. She recognises the name, it's echoed from his head to hers at times. But it doesn't feel like him. Not at all.
"No. You're not."
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"Then I've been living a case of mistaken identity all these years," he says, woefully. "I must've been switched at Looming. How tragic."
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Koschei, clearly, had nothing to do with it.
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Schrodinger uncurls himself from his place on the other side of the tree and goes to INVESTIGATE the new lady. INTERESTING STUFF.
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