Child of fortune, child of sunshine [introduction]

[flowersofspring]

She heard the shot from a distance off, after she had run away. It shattered the still air with a bang!, and to Ilse, it felt that the universe itself had been shaken. She shuddered, but kept running

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[the_bloodless]

Kvothe has been out walking and sees the upset young girl sitting on the steps as he returned. He stops just short of the stairs and gives her the sort of kind smile that served him well as an innkeeper. "Hello, there. Are you all right?"

[flowersofspring]

She quickly dries her tears with her hand and looks up at him, nodding.

"M'fine, really," she says, almost apologetically, shrugging. "I just--just don't know where I am, is all."

[the_bloodless]

He offers her a handkercheif as she wipes her tears. "Yes, that's unfortunately common around here. I'm afraid that it's a bit difficult to explain." He's not sure that he wants to drop that particular bomb when the girl is already upset.

[flowersofspring]

She takes the handkerchief delicately, and uses it to dab her eyes. "Thank you," she says. "You're very kind."

[eldeststark]

"My lady?"

Standing on the front porch, door still half open, is a young man, probably about her age, and wearing a grey-and-white tunic that is heavily medieval, emblazoned with a leaping grey wolf. Beside him is that wolf's twin, though the size of a small pony and hackles up making him look taller. Robb's hand rests loosely on his wolf's ruff, holding him back.

"I - beg your pardon, do you require aid?"

[flowersofspring]

She blinks a few times at the giant wolf. She now suspects Nohl slipped something in her drink before she left for the funeral. She isn't frightened though--if it's a hallucination, then it will pass.

She shakes her head. "I'm--I'm all right, really..."

[glacianbitch]

We're sorry, Ilse. Karla is walking back from the woods, or swinging her way back slowly and carelessly, but hold on.

"Is that a German?" Her voice carries, and it carries hard. "I thought you'd all been swallowed into the walls by now, Mother Night-"

She doesn't know who it is, yet, though she will be excited when she realizes. Very excited. Ilse may not know her, but Karla knows Ilse.

Welcome! ^^

[flowersofspring]

Ilse hears her voice, and is curious. "Yes...?" she replies back haltingly, a little confused.

[doctor_pascal]

Since apparently it's Pascal's new thing to try to talk sense into broken teen age girls... here he is, reading on the porch a treaty about Freud's interpretations of dreams.

He hasn't noticed the intoxicated girl yet.

[flowersofspring]

Ilse will eventually notice him, and attempt a smile. "...Hello?"

[doctor_pascal]

He looks up, and smiles a bit. He's close to his thirties, but certainly not looking as strict as any adult Ilse is used to. He's in his shirtsleeves, without his jacket, and his hair is a bit mussed. Aside from that, however, he does look like he's from her period.

"Oh, bonjour," he tells her, kindly. "May I help you?"

[flowersofspring]

She shrugs. "I'm all right, I suppose," she says with her characteristic sweetness and a smile. She's good at fooling adults--she's had to her whole life. "I just need to know where I am."

[doriath_crowned]

There's a teenage boy around - he's 70 years old, really, but he looks 16 going on 17, and fairly bohemian himself. His pointy ears are almost visible under the blond hair, and he's looking about, fretfully. When he sees Ilse, he says hello, smiling a little, shyly.

"Hi."

The typist isn't sure which of the twins this is.

[flowersofspring]

She looks up. "Oh! Hello!" she says as brightly as possible. She really doesn't want to bother anyone with her troubles--after all, no one listened to them back home.

[doriath_crowned]

He smiles a bit at her, pausing in his stride. He's probably walking back inside from a training session with Aaron, and might be sporting a blunted sword because of it.

"Are you alright?"

[flowersofspring]

She eyes the sword a bit warily--she's had experience with weapons before, and they never ended well.

"Yes, I suppose I am. Just wondering how I got here, that's all."