046; In Which the Little Gray Mouse Returns

[eldest_hatter]

[After curiously fiddling around with the strange bazooka, Sophie has been hit to be about five years younger. She looks quite the same physically, just a bit younger in her features. What has changed so drastically is the way she carries herself. She no longer looks proud and confident as she makes her way through the streets of Mayfield. Instead

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[the_wee_big_hag]

[Oh thank goodness. Tiffany comes rushing over. Or in Sophie's case a strange 16 year old with a witches hat came running over.]

Sophie. There you are... I'm not quite sure what happened but I think France got even younger.....

Are you alright?

[eldest_hatter]

[Startled, Sophie leaps back to her feet. She's backed up against the tree.]

W-who are you?

[the_wee_big_hag]

[She takes a step backwards. Not a good first impression. Okay, Sophie doesn't know who she is. She can work with this....]

I'm sorry I thought you were someone I knew.

My name's Tiffany Aching. Witch of the Chalk.

[She takes off her hat and bows.]

Now then, can I help you? You seem a little distressed.

[eldest_hatter]

[Sophie has only been hearing about terrible witches and wizards lately, like the Witch of the waste. She's nervous about it, but Tiffany seems nice enough, so she must be a good witch.]

I'm lost. I've never seen this place before. I need to get back to the hat shop, in Market Chipping.

[electrowhipit]

[ Jolt is walking by, heading home from work, when he spots her ]

Sophie?

[eldest_hatter]

[She stays back, but looks terribly confused.]

H-how do you know my name...?

[electrowhipit]

Uh... [ oh crap ] We know each other. Sort of.

[eldest_hatter]

We do?

You aren't a customer from our shop, are you? We usually don't have very many male customers, though.

[is_an_island]

[TAKING A SEAT NEXT TO HER this is normal]

Bloody hell, today's been a mess.

[eldest_hatter]

[She jumps to her feet, looking terribly shocked.]

W-who are you!?

[is_an_island]

... Oh.

I'm afraid you'll have to explain that joke to me. Not because I don't understand, it'll just be funnier for the both of us that way.

[eldest_hatter]

It isn't...

It isn't a joke, sir. I don't know who you are.