Whose woods these are I think I know

[knightxwriter]

[Fakir walks the snow-covered ground of the castle. Despite the colder weather, being cooped up in the castle for so long has started to get to him. He managed to find a winter coat in a large wardrobe earlier and has now stepped out to get some fresh air

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[allbutfood]

[[She sees him from afar and runs toward him.]]

Fakir?

[[Then she stops in her tracks.]]

S-sorry. You aren't my Fakir; you're too short.

[knightxwriter]

Hmph. I'm not...

[He stares at her for a moment. Wait, he knew this Rue. Uh oh...

It didn't seem like she recognized him from their last meeting at least. He clears his throat awkwardly.]

Is the one from your world even here?

[quacked_out]

[ Ahiru happened to be out and about, herself. Though she was not nearly as bundled up in warm clothing for the weather as would be proper - noticeably lacking gloves and a hat.

She hadn't noticed Fakir yet. And she looked almost... thoughtful as she walked along. ]

[knightxwriter]

[Fakir suddenly noticed her walking by and stopped in his tracks, staring at her in a mild confusion. He was almost positive it was the right Ahiru. Why she was out walking in this he had no idea, nor did it look like she was going stay warm if she remained out here much longer.

With a sigh, he makes his way toward her.]

Hey.

[quacked_out]

[ She blinked at the voice she certainly recognized, and then brightened into a smile as she turned to face his approaching figure. ]

Oh, Fakir! I didn't expect to see you out here.

[knightxwriter]

[He gives her a small, concerned frown.]

I didn't think I'd see you either. What are you doing out in this?