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[heroesheart]

*For some inane reason you're out on the streets on Christmas Eve. Awesome. Some chick just walked out of a clothing store being chased by a clerk. With a wave of her hand, the door slams shut on the poor man's face and she casually dumps what seems to be a pile of rags haphazardly sewn into the shape of clothing, and price tags into a nearby

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[spellitwithanh]

*...Stares at you. And follows. Carefully. Isn't sure who the hell you are but SERIAL THIEF. MUST FOLLOW GOOD INSTINCTS AND PURSUE*

[mechanikid]

"Eesh, I didn't think last-minute Christmas shopping was supposed to be THAT bad."

[heroesheart]

*Jean turns around from her most recent theft of.. a pretzel. It takes a lot of energy to slam doors in people's face with your mind. And a girl's gotta eat.*

Have any luck finding a home, little matchstick boy?

[mechanikid]

"Oh god it's you!"

[heroesheart]

So you remember me. I thought children in this "modern" age didn't have any attention span or memory.

[weavethebonds]

"...Jean?"

[heroesheart]

*She glances over her shoulder and stops.*

Tsundere.

[weavethebonds]

"W-what?"

[heroesheart]

Or was it Dereay. It's been too long to remember.

[whats_the_sea]

A girl who also just happens to be wandering through the city on Christmas Eve happens upon this serial thief.

And stares. She's a little distracted from her own weird situation for a minute.

[heroesheart]

*the serial thief stares right back at the little girl.*

... how disappointing.

[whats_the_sea]

"...huh?"

[heroesheart]

*Jean stares down at Isabel for a moment, before she replies.

Of course, her mouth doesn't move. Language barriers don't exist in brain instant messaging.*

Nothing, child.

[fantomechasseur]

[Toru is back from last minute Christmas shopping experiment material gathering just in time to watch some thieving shenanigans]

...Miss Grave?

[heroesheart]

*She stops, and looks back at Toru.

Then starts walking again.

Then stops. She doesn't recognize the guy, but what the hey.*

Yes?

[fantomechasseur]

[And now he's quickly walking up towards her to try and get a closer look]

Hmm...no, not the same, but close. I take it you're from the future?

[heroesheart]

How perceptive. What's your name?