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[moescot]

[ If you're wandering down the streets, there's one panicked teenage girl who may or may not look familiar to the people of New Moore. After all, her appearance has changed quite drastically. She's wearing a dress that once looked beautiful, but are now rags, looking old, worn out, and tattered. She's even holding a cane just to be able to walk properly.

Her face isn't recognizable at first glance, if only because she looks older. And not in the good way, either. Her face is full of wrinkles and parts of her hair is graying. However, there's one thing that hasn't changed.

Her voice.

But as soon as she sees someone, either a familiar face or someone who is seemingly younger looking than she is, she manages to trip and fall flat on her face.

She then speaks, her voice cracking. She says only two words. ]

H-... help me.

Comments

[swordhappy]

[It's probably not the help she's looking for, when Sif grabs a handful of her clothes and simply hauls her up, like she weighs no more than a feather.]

You should take care, mother. If the road gives you trouble, you should most certainly beware of dragons.

[moescot]

Um... I'm not that old, you know.

[ Though she's just in disguise for now because obviously that's what witches do in fairy...tales. ]

But I'll be careful. I- I promise!

[swordhappy]

Aye, well, it is hardly safe. Unless you are fully ready to defend yourself against the likes of dragons. And whatever else may be lurking that I've yet to uncover.

i-i'm sorry this is so late!

[moescot]

I think... [ She hesitates slightly. ] I think I'll be okay.

it's ok! I've been busy myself, no worries

[swordhappy]

You do not sound so sure.

[dontmccallmyname]

[having a nurse for a mom probably means you should be prepared for this stuff, but scott blinks once, twice, and yet another time before he bends towards her. he touches her shoulder gently.]

Hey. Ma'am?

[moescot]

[ And the red haired girl (who currently does not look her age jumps back suddenly, a small squeal escaping her lips. ]

Eek! Um, oops. Sorry!

[dontmccallmyname]

[Scott jumps back, too, and stares at her, eyes wide. There is something familiar about this girl, which Scott's extra werewolf senses confirm, but for the moment...]

Uh. Are...you okay?

[moescot]

Um, I... I'm okay!

[dontmccallmyname]

Okay, you just kind of...fell over, so I was just...

[he reaches out a tentative hand to steady her]

It's good you're okay, though.