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[outofmyheadlena]

[Just as she promised in the anon post, Lenalee has been sitting in the East wing's summer courtyard every day for at least an hour since noon. She's waiting for someone specific to come speak to her, hoping the person she talked to will decide to take her up on her offer; and also that she hasn't gotten lost like she said she might. But she'd be

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[fallenkeytotime]

[Miranda walked over slowly to the young girl, clad in her third uniform with her circular bag at her side. Lenalee did talk to a lot of people... Who knows who might come in the end? Miranda knew this courtyard though... She only knew of two lotus gardens and the other one was a secret...]

I didn't know you could embroider...

[outofmyheadlena]

Miranda, hello. [Putting her sewing down to look up at Miranda.] I've been learning for a while now.

[fallenkeytotime]

[She smiles.]

Really? Whatever for?

[outofmyheadlena]

Well, because it's fun. I like sewing, it's a nice skill to have.

[stardust_hobo]

[He really hadn't planned on ending up here. He had other places to be, time to spend on other things than simply wandering. But since he is here, he'll sit down nearby. He only plans to stay long enough to rest.

He starts humming a little, not liking the quiet around him.]

[outofmyheadlena]

[When she hears the humming Lenalee looks up, smiling over to him.] Good afternoon, Mick.

[stardust_hobo]

[He tilts his head after a moment, smiling a little. She's such a nice girl, too bad sides had to mess with things back home.] Same to you, lass. Having a good time?

[outofmyheadlena]

Mm, it's a nice day. It always seems to be in this courtyard. How about you? You look a little tired.

[latenightmoon]

I never could figure out how you have the patience for that. [She offers Lenalee a mug of cider, while sipping from her own.]

[outofmyheadlena]

Oh, thank you. [Putting the sewing down and taking the mug, sipping it too] It's not too difficult once you know how, and I enjoy it.

[latenightmoon]

I'm not good at it. I always prick myself. [Clumsy with a needle, compared to Allen's deft hand of their last lives.]

[outofmyheadlena]

I used to prick myself when I first started, I still do sometimes. But once your hands become practiced to it, it's a lot easier to avoid hurting yourself. [Setting the mug down and searching through her sewing box for some shiny gold thread.]

[failingfelicity]

[Walking up to stand beside her!]

Ah, you sew?

[outofmyheadlena]

Miranda- Hello. Mm, I do. Do you like to sew? [She knows you did in your previous life, but she doesn't know if that carried over...]

[failingfelicity]

...I've never really tried, actually. [She blinks at how unexpectedly strange that feels to say.] You enjoy it, though?

[outofmyheadlena]

Yes! It's a lot of fun, would you like to try?

[heartsbook]

You sew?

[outofmyheadlena]

I do. Good afternoon, Lavi.

[heartsbook]

Good afternoon. [He grins.] How long have ya been sewing?

[outofmyheadlena]

12 years. But I've only started on this patch yesterday.