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[softandkind]

Where the man before entered looking every inch a pirate from his head to his boots, she is decidedly the complete opposite. Her hair is braided, curled and pinned and she's garbed in a casual enough gown. She enters holding the corner of her skirts up so as to not dirty them and blinks, softly.

"Hello?"

Typist: Jacquelle "Jackie" Turner, the

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[dreadpiratejr]

The little sister gets a genuinely pleased grin and a lazy wave. "'Lo, Jackie."

[softandkind]

"William!" She looks delighted and more at ease and moves to him. "Where are we?"

[dreadpiratejr]

"I've got no bloody clue, but the Empress is here." That's clearly all that matters, yes?

[softandkind]

"Lovely. We're able to leave then."

[sadean_heroine]

Juliette looks up from sharpening her favorite dagger and gives her a curious look. "Hello."

[softandkind]

She would be alarmed if she weren't accustomed to such things. "Hello. I don't suppose this is the Swann estate."

[sadean_heroine]

"Nope. But it's not the Maraloffski estate, either, so you're as welcome as anyone." She stabbed the dagger into a table and offered her hand. "Juliette."

[softandkind]

"Thank you then." She took the proffered hand and gave a shake. "Jacquelle; It's a pleasure to meet you, Juliette."

[watchingthetide]

*offers an exactly proper smile* Hello. Have you lost your way as well?

[softandkind]

*is somewhere between settled by the sight of someone more proper and unsettled because she's so unused to others behaving as they should* *smiles, just as properly* Hello. I imagine that I have.

[watchingthetide]

It seems to be happening to quite a few of us, though I've yet to meet anyone capable of explaining it.

[softandkind]

Well, that is quite annoying, isn't it? Perhaps we shall have to find our own answers.

[continuumbreak]

*glances up from her laptop* The floor's perfectly clean, you know.

[softandkind]

*drops the corner then, almost embarrassed and smooths her skirts* I just came from outside is all.

[continuumbreak]

That would explain it.

[softandkind]

*slow nod* I am Jacquelle. Do you know where we are?

[halfpintofrum]

We'll assume they know each other, so she'll get tackled around the legs by a little piratical boy. "Guesswhatguesswhatguesswhat?"

[softandkind]

Assume we shall! She gives an 'Oof!' of surprise before moving to touch the boy's shoulder and kneel to be level. "Oooh, I don't know, Jack. Why don't you tell me?"