Introduction

[youngandhealthy]

A girl of about seventeen crawled out of the bushes. She was wearing a somewhat coarse and dirty shift, and was, herself, a bit disheveled, but for all that was quite handsome indeed. Once out of the bush, she looked around, and found herself not at all where she was expecting to be. So, after a short moment of surprise, she shrugged to herself

Comments

[notallworthy]

Tom was walking by quite unawares. Feel free to pounce upon him.

[youngandhealthy]

Oh, she did.

"Squire! Why, for all the noise you were making, I'd think you'd have been a great deal bloodier than this! What, did you run away before they could land any blows on you at all and leave me all alone to be discovered at my peril?"

[notallworthy]

Oh dear.

"Molly! What a surprise!"

[youngandhealthy]

"Surprise! I do like that." She put one hand on a shapely hip. "Nay, you left me in the bush not five minutes hence when we were about to be discovered. I did hope to make my escape, and here I find you walking along as carefree as a bird. I can see how much you care for my welfare, truly," she added, hurt.

[wickedmrwickham]

How does Molly feel about soldiers? Because there's one in uniform passing by, and pausing to give her an appreciative look. "Have you only just arrived, miss?"

[youngandhealthy]

Molly likes soldiers. Especially those inquiring about her welfare.

"Oh, sir. It does seem so. I'm afraid I've wandered into a place I know not, quite alone." She wraps her arms around herself, as if she is cold, and as a pleasant side effect accentuating her rather substantial assets.

[wickedmrwickham]

"Perhaps I can assist you." He makes a gentlemanly bow, though he's still (subtly) eying her. "George Wickham, at your service."

[youngandhealthy]

She drops into a half curtsy, though she's in a shift, which makes it informal by default. "Molly Seagrim, sir, and I thank you. I'm just not sure what to do. I seem to be lost." And I would be quite pleased to have your virile, manly assistance.

[border_princess]

And Helen also decides to wander by at a convient time. She notices Molly, but doesn't think twice. After all, people here dress pretty oddly. Look, Molly. The pretty boy is ignoring you.

Typist: Molly is getting no love. Wait... Molly is getting plenty of love but two people commenting does not an introduction make. Therefore I am throwing out someone that Molly cannot bed. (But she can try.)

[youngandhealthy]

T: Madcap hilarity ensues?

Molly tended towards slightly more rugged men, on the whole, but choosiness was not one of her defining characteristics.

"Oh, sir!"

[border_princess]

Typist: Or just Helen taking off and running.

"Hmm? Oh. Good day."

[youngandhealthy]

"Sir, could you tell me where I am? I seem to have lost my way." Molly looked quite fetching, and knew it, but sensed that the damsel in distress act wouldn't work so well with this young man. So she decided on sensible boldness instead.