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[thanoodles]

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[whistledagger]

Wow, this is new.

[eumeristic]

[ The boy looks lost, but not scared, rather curious, looking around in silent questioning. Then he takes notice of her, curls his lips into a smile. ]

Hello. [ It's not really a greeting, almost a demand for her attention. ] Tell me where I am.

[whistledagger]

I'd tell you, but that's only if I knew it myself.

[eumeristic]

[ He clicks his tongue a little angrily. ]

This is fun only for so long, I need to find a way out.

[whistledagger]

Well, hey, if you do, let me know. I'd like to go back home, too.

[eumeristic]

Find it yourself, then.

[ Unpleasant little brat. ]

[whistledagger]

[waves two fingers at] Sure thing.

[eumeristic]

[ He doesn't move, though, just standing there, staring in a disturbing manner at her, almost unblinkingly so. ]

[whistledagger]

[Used to weirdos, she easily turns her back on him and looks around, taking in her surroundings.

She is particularly attentive to the sounds around her]

[eumeristic]

[ And as soon as she does, the moment she looks back at him he's right by her side, creepy little brat, offering a smile that's devoid of real mirth. ]

Are you going to find the way out or what?

[whistledagger]

[she jerks back a little, taking him in: She had only seen a person move like that - the type was rare, but it did exist]

...yeah, if you let me do my job, ok?

[eumeristic]

[ Twenty-Five is simply extremely sneaky - doesn't really have any powers. He just smiles at her and nods, but doesn't step away. ]