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[hadley_bright]

Hadley-Bright is attempting to keep up with his studies. This is made difficult by the fact that he has not seen his tutor in some time, and that he is not very good at magic at all

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[the_bloodless]

Unfortunately for Kvothe...he happens by.

Now twelve years old again and with no memory of his parents' murder or the (many) years afterward, he scampers off into the woods to play, not yet realizing that he's not near where his troupe was camped.

[ebonyjaenelle72]

Jaenelle wanders through the middle of the room and is rapidly about nine again, still with an older than usual look in her eyes, but without the haunted, scarred look that comes later. Rather rapidly entranced by the woods near the Mansion, she takes off full tilt toward them, starting out on the ground but switching to air running when the pebbles start to hurt her bare feet. She hardly seems to wonder too much about her sudden relocation. Jaenelle likes to travel, after all - if she thought about it, she would probably just assume she was somewhere in Kaeleer.

[the_bloodless]

Kvothe is up a tree the moment he hears her coming, because it's far more fun to watch people when they don't know that you're there, isn't it? He's curious though when he spots an unfamiliar young girl in what he thinks is the middle of nowhere, so he calls down. "Hello! Who're you?"

[ebonyjaenelle72]

She looks up, then beams at him. "I'm Jaenelle!" She pauses under the tree, looking curious. "Did you fly up there?"

[abitofboth]

And here is someone tracking down Hadley-Bright. A rather frowning someone.

[hadley_bright]

'Good evening, sir!' he offers brightly. Then, with a growing frown, 'Why, you're Norrell's man, aren't you.'

[abitofboth]

"Yes, I am. And you're one of Strange's pupils." It is not a question. "I did not know you were here."

[hadley_bright]

'And I did not know you were here,' he retorts, lifting his chin. 'Your master is not here, is he?'

[fingersofleaf]

...Girlfriend? What old girlfriend?

Cimorene may find this of interest.

[dragon_dealer]

She may indeed. She is, currently, outside and dressed warmly, cleaning snow off the roof with a long broom so it doesn't collect too much and strain it.

[fingersofleaf]

"Hey!" he calls, trotting across to her. He's not sure why there's a slight limp when he moves, but old battle scars being common, he's not particularly surprised.

[dragon_dealer]

"Hey yourself." She looks over with a smile. "What've you been getting into?"

[notsincecarrie]

*suddenly, Buzz is about fourteen years younger, a few pounds lighter, and a whole lot healthier. as far as he knows, he has only recently broken up with John, and he has not yet met the man who will give him AIDS. he is also very confused - this is not Times Square!*

[littlebetter]

Gaheris is equally rather younger, and has never killed his mother. As such he's a whole lot less neurotic, and he smiles his brief, not unfriendly twist of a smile at the stranger he passes.

[notsincecarrie]

*smiles back* Hey, do you know where we are?

[littlebetter]

He shakes his head. "Nay, it's not home."

[dearcousin]

Ada, passing, suddenly has no memory whatsoever of Esther, Richard, Bleak House, or where on earth she is right now.

[sonofpellinore]

Have an un-Morgaused Lamorak, Ada! He is quite charming, though more athletic than polished. Still, he bows on seeing her, and says "My lady."

[dearcousin]

She starts a little, but offers a shy smile, and a curtsey. "Sir."

[sonofpellinore]

"Miss... Clare, wasn't it?" As he's only forgotten Morgause, apparently he still remembers the Mansion.