There are some coping methods THAT SHOULD JUST NOT HAPPEN

[homewooork]

Who: Olette and YOU
Location: De Plaza, outside of one of the cafes
Time: Late Afternoon
Style: Any
Status: OPENThere was a girl outside. More specifically, there was a girl at one of the cafe tables, a blue-tinted ice cream stick lying beside her on top of a stack of books and a few scattered notebook pages. And what was the girl doing? Surely

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[colorme_in]

[Namine recognized the girl immediatedly. One of Roxas friends. But, most likely, the one who was from the real Twilight Town and not the one DiZ had created.]

[She slowly wandered up, clutching her sketchbook to herself as she tried to see what the girl was doing.]

...Mysteries of the mansion?

[homewooork]

[ if only the recognition was mutual-- though Olette does a bit of a double-take, just because this girl looks somewhat familiar in the vaguest sense possible. ]

Oh-- there's a mansion back home that's said to get a lot of strange visitors. A few things happened when we went to check it out.

[colorme_in]

Is that so. [Her smile is the slightest bit mysterious, as if she knows exactly what the girl is talking about.]

What happened there? I'm curious.

[homewooork]

A friend of ours went missing. And we thought... ... well, it might sound a little crazy.

[onceageneral]

[Thanks to being raised in place bent on world domination, home work was something different for her. Celes was carrying bags of gardening supplies and some interesting fabric choices, as she heard the girl talking to herself.]

"...What mansion?"

[homewooork]

[ Not one to be surprised for long when someone spoke to her - regardless of whether that someone was a complete stranger or not - the girl gave her a friendly smile and leaned back in her chair. ]

I don't think it has an official name, but in my hometown, there was this mansion just through the woods. There have been a lot of rumors about it, so I thought I'd clear up what I could for a homework assignment.

[onceageneral]

[Talking to strangers is never a bad thing here. Unless they are dressed like clowns.]

Wouldn't it be difficult to write on a subject matter that you can't see or read about? [She isn't meaning to remind the girl she isn't at home.]

[homewooork]

[ even derps like Olette probably know better than to talk to gaily-dressed strangers-- okay no never mind. ]

I can remember it.

[ ... but she droops. ]