[Open] It's amazing how beginning comes from ending.

[holds_his_hand]

Who: Elraine & You!
What: Elle's doing some exploring and trying to make her own discoveries. So, shenanigans ahoy.
When: Day 10 & 11
Where: Some prompts have locations attached, but pick whatever district you'd like!
Warnings: None so far!

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[roadstotheriver]

Lirael is in the great library... rather a lot, and she's seen all sorts of people when she's in there, but she has to admit she hasn't found anyone asleep on anything yet. So she's standing a couple feet away, staring in consternation, trying to figure out what to do about it. People usually didn't fall asleep in libraries-- or at least, not libraries she was familiar with. Those, after all, could be dangerous.

Finally she approaches, a bit nervously, and touches Elle's shoulder. "Um... excuse me...."

[holds_his_hand]

Thankfully Elle's too dead to the world to notice Lirael's staring. However, it wouldn't be something she's unused to; people normally become wary when she's out in her Sister uniform. The white attire was supposed to be a warning sign for anyone in the area, after all. It kept people out of her way so that she wouldn't be hindered in getting to her next mission, and it easily feed into people's paranoia about the disease she carried. And her illness, Troy, is a major reason why there are so many medical books scattered over her table.

Sadly, despite Lirael's good intentions, Elle wasn't expecting to be woken up or to even have fallen asleep at all. It takes a few seconds for her to react to the touch and in a not so elegant way:

"...BWAH?!?" With a surprised yelp, Elle immediately sits up straight and tugs the hood closer around her face. It's all done out of automatic reaction, and he blind effort to move away from Lirael's hand sends her practically falling off her chair with another startled yelp.

[roadstotheriver]

Lirael lets out a little shriek of her own, and leaps back, her hand going not to her sword, but the little silver knife she got from the snowgirl, set in a blue-gray sheath on her belt. Then she realizes Elle is not attacking, just startled, and she cringes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

[holds_his_hand]

These two are going to be such a ruckus.

After hitting the ground, Elle lets out a groan before reaching out to wave frantically. "N-no, that was my fault," she's quick to stand back up again as she apologies, "I wasn't-- I'm sorry, I wasn't expecting...that?"

More like she wasn't expecting to let her guard down so much, but her gaze finally falls on what Lirael was reaching for. "...ummm..." Her posture stiffens a little, and she pauses in the process of righting the chair with an surprised but expectant look for Lirael to drop her hand. Considering there was always a chance of being assassinated back home while in uniform, Elle was further unimpressed by her own drop in guard.

[etherealizing]

MOMO had originally planned on heading out to Gefion Park for a while, but those plans were temporarily put on hold once she smelled something burning. It really wasn't all that uncommon to accidentally burn something when you were in the kitchen, but... well. She'd always been the worrying type, and there was certainly no harm in checking to make sure that everything was okay, right?

That in mind, it wasn't too long before the realian was peeking into the kitchen to ask, "Um... Is everything all right in here?"

[holds_his_hand]

Thank goodness MOMO actually checked, though it might be a bit of bad luck for her considering the odd sight of the kitchen:

Standing in the middle of the kitchen, Elle was currently staring in horror at the mess of a meal she was attempting to make for herself. Toast would normally be easy to make for any person, but coming from a world that lacks on the technological side, Elle's completely clueless over half of the appliances in the kitchen.

And that's why the toaster is currently on fire.

"Ahhhh...! What do I do? What do I do?!" Clearly the panic that had set in sometime after the toast had turned black wasn't helping her to think either. Smoke was currently filling up the room as well considering her first attempt was to open the toaster door. Somehow, she managed to burn one of her hands in the process as well.

Of course the idea to unplug the device had not even occurred to her

[1]

[holmes_fanatic]

The colour of Elle herself catches Conan's attention as he passes and he pauses to watch. It doesn't take him a moment to interpret the situation, especially given the girl's interest in the grey blob -- ha. Girls and animals ...

"You'd do better with something to feed it, Elle-neechan!"

[holds_his_hand]

Barely noticing Conan's arrival, Elle begins to mutter to herself after his advice, "Yes, that could help too...But where would I get--" There she goes: eyes widening a little in realization, she turns her head in his direction with her voice rising to normal volume, "Eh? Conan?"

The cat's ear twitches for a moment once it catches the conversation and raises its head. Elle seems to notice her mistake too and turns back to the cat just as it stretches and eyes her warily. She was being so good at keeping quiet too.

"Umm...Conan, would there be another way to catch that cat? I don't have any food with me right now."

[holmes_fanatic]

Conan hastily puts his hands up in a defensive gesture. Do not scare the cat.

"Sorry! Um -- I guess you could try playing with it -- a toy, I mean! Like, cats chase pieces of string or -- you could borrow my shoelace?"

[holds_his_hand]

"Really? Can I borrow it then?" Elle doesn't bother to look back as she asks considering she's currently having an odd staring contest with the feline right now. It's a bit hard considering its face doesn't have any real discernible features.

"I could try calling it too like...Tchtchtch, come here kitty. Tchtchtch." Trying to coax it over, she rubs her fingers together in a snapping motion as she clicks her tongue...but the cat remains stubbornly seated on its crate.

(4.)

[lethechained]

What do, indeed. Naminé was quite surprised to smell something horrible upon beginning to descend the stairs, and her failure to expect it lead to her stop in her tracks on the staircase. Her brow knit as she tried to figure out what, exactly, that smell was. It kind of reminded her of-- oh. Oh. The realization that something was burning was sudden and jarring, and, concerned, she hurried down the rest of the stairs toward the source of the odor, eyes wide.]

Elle's just burning ALL the things in the kitchen. xD

[holds_his_hand]

You would think that Elle's would've learned her lesson about using the cooking appliances after her episode with the toaster. But nope.

Instead, her newest victim seems to be the microwave or more likely the burning food inside it. "Ahh, not again-!!" Thankfully she learned to unplug the device before attempting to put out the flame, but considering the door to the microwave was still closed and growing blacker by the second with smoke, it was easy to tell that panic was taking over her ability to think properly.

ALL of the things? Also I just noticed my bracket fail, s-sob. orz

[lethechained]

Naminé came to a halt within sight of the kitchen, visibly on edge. It wasn't that surprising for the burning smell to be coming from there, now that she thought about it, and really, she was just glad the house wasn't burning down or any such thing. Still, the scene was pretty distressing, since Naminé wasn't quite certain what to do, either, and someone else panicking didn't really help. The girl looked between Elle and the microwave a few times before edging forward to ask urgently, "What happened...?!"

5

[saving_sound]

[Hey Elle, you may want to check out that pile of clothes on the ground that appears to be shaking. Also, talking. Kind of.]

Ow...

[holds_his_hand]

[First spotting the clothes, Elraine's a little disappointed that someone would be so inconsiderate enough to leave them around. But when she hears a muffled voice that she distinctly remembers, Elle's quick to dig through the pile.]

Hibiki?! Are you okay?

[saving_sound]

[Hibiki takes a gasp of air once she's able to poke her head out of the clothes.]

E-Elle-san... I'm fine...