[ Skipping down a street. What street? She doesn't really know, she doesn't really care, but it's fairly broad, cobbled. She has her headphones in her ears, and she's singing as she goes. Loudly and slightly off-key. BUT THAT'S OKAY 'cause she's having fun. ]
[It doesn't really seem to matter where she is, walking down the city's streets with her hands tucked in her jacket's pockets. Her eyes are locked on the ground without focus. Her mind wanders elsewhere.]
Tristan's mind is also elsewhere, because he is more focused on the vague question of "where am I even", though he doesn't seem that bothered. He very nearly walks into Blue, but at the last moment he seems to zone back in and jumps neatly to one side, flashing her a slightly hazy, apologetic smile. ] Oops, terribly sorry! Not looking where I'm going at all, an awful habit.
[She doesn't look particularly bothered or surprised when she stops and looks up at him, even quirking an eyebrow. Blue recognizes the man but doesn't expect him to recognize her. There's a faint smile touching her lips when she shakes her head. Her tone may be quiet, but it's also void of any shyness.]
[ Ooh she looks nice. There's some kind of weird deja vu going on in the back of Tristan's mind, but he doesn't acknowledge it; he's quite sure he's never seen this woman before in his life. BUT SHE LOOKS PLEASANT, and that makes all the difference! ]
Oh, I don't mean to keep you or anything, but do you happen to know where we are...? My memory's failing me spectacularly right now, I haven't the faintest clue of where or why I am here.
[Music shop! Checking out the selection of classical music discs. He already has a few options in his hands and is searching for more with his fingers.
[Jerry feels her presence in the corner of his eye, shifting with both curiosity and determination to keep his attention on the disks. He finally gives in and turns his head to glance at the woman.]
[ Oxford is in a library. In fact, it is a very specific library - the Bodleian Library, most famously known, nowadays, for being a location in the Harry Potter films, much to Oxford's endless annoyance.
He's wandering idly amongst the shelves, admiring the books, but not looking for anything. He simply enjoys the atmosphere. ]
( Oh, sorry, but she's laughing a lot, leaning against one of the shelves and putting the cap back on the bottle. )
I think my hair still smells a bit like vodka, so yes. ( A little grin, though, and she puts the water away before bounding over. ) And how are you, today?
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Jacky! You look so clean! And you don't smell of old socks!
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JUMPS AND BARELY MANAGES TO STAY ON HIS SEAToh wait]
What in the world are you doing?!
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Tristan's mind is also elsewhere, because he is more focused on the vague question of "where am I even", though he doesn't seem that bothered. He very nearly walks into Blue, but at the last moment he seems to zone back in and jumps neatly to one side, flashing her a slightly hazy, apologetic smile. ] Oops, terribly sorry! Not looking where I'm going at all, an awful habit.
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It's no problem.
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Oh, I don't mean to keep you or anything, but do you happen to know where we are...? My memory's failing me spectacularly right now, I haven't the faintest clue of where or why I am here.
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Hmm...]
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[Jerry feels her presence in the corner of his eye, shifting with both curiosity and determination to keep his attention on the disks. He finally gives in and turns his head to glance at the woman.]
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He's wandering idly amongst the shelves, admiring the books, but not looking for anything. He simply enjoys the atmosphere. ]
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You.
Oxford.
Jules spots him, zips back around the row she just wandered out of, and lurks.
And now she is flicking some water at him, ho hum. )
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Soon enough, though, he cottons on, turning around with a put-upon expression. He speaks quietly, softly and reproachfully all at once. ]
Come now, is this really suitable behaviour for one of the finest libraries in Europe?
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I think my hair still smells a bit like vodka, so yes. ( A little grin, though, and she puts the water away before bounding over. ) And how are you, today?
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