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[fridgetothefire]

Characters: Anya and various
Open? TOTALLY OPEN
Where: The tearoom, the libraries, the halls...all over Schwannheim castle and its immediate environs.
When: All day on the 10th of Rebirth's Height.
What: Having tea, doing some research, and meeting new people =3
Warnings: Should be safe, but Anya can be a hideous person. If anything comes up, I'll edit to warn here and on the thread.



After getting her new knives with Sif, Anya sets out to explore her new surroundings. She meets Tatra in the tearoom, pours through the oddly limited volumes in the library, and wanders cheerfully around the castle and the town.

She's curious about - well, everything, about the history of the kingdom and omg dragons really and what sorts of things are the 'heroes' supposed to do, but she's charming and gracious and delighted to listen to anyone willing to spend time with her, never prying too hard or peppering with too many questions.

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Around the bulletin board

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Having not attended the previous night's party, Faolan was a little confused about the lack of information on the bulletin board for the day, so he stood peering up at it far longer than usual, trying to make it make sense.

And then there was a new smell. It was a human smell, but not one he'd smelled around here before. That could mean just about anything, but investigating new smells was his job as a 10 year old boy. He turned, located the source of the smell, and trotted over to look up at the woman.

whoo

[fridgetothefire]

She smiled and waved as he came over. Her sane, nurturing big-sister side had been repressed for a long, long time, but it was easier to be some faint shade of sincere with kids, especially kids that weren't family.

"Hi, kiddo. What were you looking at over there?"

[greatsquirrelhunter]

"Bulletin board. Doesn't make sense today." Faolan returned her smile. "Are new?"

[fridgetothefire]

"Yeah, I just got here this morning. I'm Anya." She offers her hand, then peers at the board.

"So what is it usually like?"

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan leans and sniffs the offered hand.

"Usually says right day," he answers. "And really says things."

[fridgetothefire]

She chuckles and tentatively ruffles his hair a little.

"What kinds of things?"

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan smiles up at her, leaning into the hair ruffle.

"Things that people think, and some things that are."

[fridgetothefire]

"What did it say yesterday?" she asks, fingers combing through his hair a bit more sedately, neatening it a bit. She barely even notices the old, decent big sister instincts, it's been so long.

[greatsquirrelhunter]

He snuggled up against her side. "Said people wanted dates and there was a party."

[fridgetothefire]

She laughs, hugging him against her side a little with one arm. "People always seem to need those, for some reason. So what's your name, kid?"

[greatsquirrelhunter]

He smiled up at her. "Faolan. Like you!"

[fridgetothefire]

Gosh, kid, why are you so adorable. Anya can't help smiling back.

"Just like that, huhn?"

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan gives this due consideration for about 20 seconds. "Has to take longer?"

[fridgetothefire]

"It doesn't have to, I guess. But I'm used to people taking longer, that's all."

[greatsquirrelhunter]

"Faolan makes decisions fast," the boy answered firmly, leaning against her.