*In the main room of the Mansion, there's a young girl, about twelve. She's pretty, one would have to admit that if they saw her, but her beauty seems to have been faded somehow, or...been frozen
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*beneath the white hair and beard, it's hard to recognize Albus, but his eyes are so familiar that it disconcerts Ariana slightly. She steps backward a few steps, taken a bit aback by someone falling to his knees before her* I...don't know...
The poor dear looks so lost. Armand, just in his shirt-sleeves with his hair awry, pauses just past the doorway. "Are you well, mademoiselle?" he asks quietly. He only spares a brief glance at her sparking hands, thinking it wise not to call attention to them or his notice of them.
*she looks somewhat startled - she hasn't met many people other than her family, really* I...I think I am. *then she smiles a little* Madmoiselle? Are you French?
Have a Jaenelle, who sees something of herself, sort of, in the new arrival, and comes gliding in, pausing. She glances at the sparks but chooses not to mention them for the moment. "Hello," she murmurs.
Jaenelle gives her a slight smile and tilts her head. There's something a little...odd...about her that reminds Jaenelle in some ways of Tersa as well. "And welcome," she says just as quietly.
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I'm dreaming, aren't I?
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...It's me. It's Albus.
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T: And yes, look, a pup from outside canon. ^_^``
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[Typist: Oh, those are quite welcome. :)]
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