10th Fairy Tale § Action/Written

[tehoniongirl]

[it's quiet in House 7 with only Jilly and little Sayo taking up space. Not that it was any more quiet than her apartment would have been, but it seemed to be accentuated by the space. Echoey, even

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[ohmykethe]

[Mildmay has taken to taking walks. If he avoids people, he gets exercise for his leg and doesn't become a total hermit homebody it's a no loose situation... until he's about to trip over someone's discarded shoes.]

[It's unusual to kidnap someone and leave their shoes. Mildmay takes a minute to study them, trying to think about what could be going on, before...]

[He takes a step back and looks up, cringing slightly in hopes he isn't about to stare up some poor lady's skirt.]

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[tehoniongirl]

[lucky for him, it's something of a minor miracle for Jilly to wear a skirt. Instead, she's in jeans and a baggy sweater that is probably much too warm for the season, though she seems comfortable enough huddled up in the branches.

She does a look a bit startled though, followed by apologetic as the tripping catches her attention.

Biting her lip as she peers over the pages of her book] Oh...god. I'm sorry! Are you okay?

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[ohmykethe]

[Shrug.] 'M fine. D'you loose something? [He picks up one shoe and holds it up for her to see.]

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[tehoniongirl]

[that gets a small smile] It's just easier to climb without them. And I figured they wouldn't wander too far on their own.

[a beat] I wasn't really thinking about tripping hazards, though.

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[ohmykethe]

[Shrug.] Neither was I.

[With a bit of concentration, Mildmay aims and throws the shoes up into the tree; they land fairly near to Jilly, hanging off a nearby tree branch. Mildmay takes the next .5 seconds to mentally berate himself for showing off.]

[Mildmay has never met Jilly face-to-face before, but he recalls her voice. A little unsure, he asks:] You're, uh, Jilly, right? [Smooth like a box of rocks, Milly-fox.]

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[tehoniongirl]

[showing off or not, the precise landing gets a surprised look, followed by a laugh. That's certainly convenient. The sound of her name draws her attention back and there's a pause while her brow furrows. Voices are harder for her to recognize than faces, but his is distinctive enough that it only takes her a moment] And you're Mildmay.

[a bright smile] It's good to meet you in person.

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[ohmykethe]

Yeah, that's a word for it. [He can't imagine meeting him in person would be 'good'; the scar puts an end to a lot of his social interaction, usually.] Good to meet you, though.

[Mildmay sits at the base of the tree, unsure what to do, now, exactly. He's pretty sure just up and leaving would be impolite, and why does he care about politeness oh god he hates this place.]

[After another few seconds of mental chastisement, he says, a bit slow,] You trying to be a raven instead of just talking 'bout 'em, now? [Lady, why are you in a tree.]

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[tehoniongirl]

[Jilly's not exactly picture perfect herself. There was paint in her hair and on her clothes, and the oversized material dwarfed her small frame to where she looked something like a street urchin who had decided to scramble up into the branches.

Her smile, though, lights up her whole face]

Now, that would be an amazing thing.

[balancing her journal on her knee, she spreads her arms for a minute as if they might turn into wings if she just wished for it hard enough] Wouldn't that be amazing? Being able to really fly?

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[ohmykethe]

[Which doesn't exactly register for Mildmay; he'd be more likely to notice if Jilly were well-dressed, rather than a bit grungy.]

[He does notice the joy in her voice, the enthusiasm, and what he would deem innocence. Mildmay does not smile-- he's no reason to be so cruel to her-- but his gaze does soften, slightly.] Never thought about it. [This is, quite obviously, a lie.] Guess so. Not if everybody else could fly, though.

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[tehoniongirl]

[her hands drop back to the brach, finding their grip once more against the bark as she leans forward to look down at him]

If I could soar up there, I think I'd rather have the company. Flying alone could get awfully lonesome, after awhile.

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[ohmykethe]

Maybe, but then all the other stupid motherfuckers'd have wings, too. [Mildmay pauses a bit, to consider what he's just said.] Well, and be able to fly.

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[tehoniongirl]

[that gets a quiet laugh] Stupid or smart... I don't know that I could begrudge anyone a chance like that.

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[ohmykethe]

I would. There's some mean motherfuckers out there. I don't need to get my eyes pecked out by 'em.

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[tehoniongirl]

Maybe we won't wish for them to have beaks.

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[ohmykethe]

Some of 'em deserve 'em. Or something to shut their yaps.

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[tehoniongirl]

[laughing] I'm not sure a beak would quiet anyone. Birds don't seem to have any trouble singing.