"Ah, excuse me?" Wavering. My voice is wavering, and why is that? There's nothing too scary about this guy. I've seen much worse. Fetchers, anyone? This was just...a slightly elderly man.
"Excuse me, could you...tell me where we are? I'm lost you see, and I just need to figure out where I am and then I'll be gone." I babble when I'm nervous. And smart me, isn't one of the first rules all parents and teachers tell kids is to NOT talk to strangers? Something about him made me nervous; I reached in my pocket and gripped the Key for a moment before releasing it and looking at him expectantly.
((OOC! Hey, I'm doing this in like...true RP mode, instead of the way it's being done at the community. And you're post was like a letter, and....I don't think Arthur read it. *g*))
As I waited for the ink to dry, softly blowing over the paper like I´ve blown over Will´s skin so often after I moistened it with my tongue, a soft voice interrupted me, and I looked up, frowning at the unfamiliar young man standing in front of me.
Folding my letter to Will and slipping it inside the book I was using as support to write to my favorite FBI agent, I gave the young man a reassuring smile. He seemed small, even though he looked anything but small, but the tone of his voice was juvenile and piqued my interest at once.
"These are the gardens of Prague castle," I told him while I shifted on the wooden bench to offer him a place to sit if he was interested in resting his legs for a moment. "Is there any place specifically you want to go to?" I asked, removing my sunglasses and tucking them away in my coat. "I´m afraid I´m not from Prague originally, but I do know my way around the city and I´d be happy to escort you."
"Dr Brown." I held out my hand to introduce myself, curious to see how bold this young man was.
"Thank you, sir. I hope I'm not bothering you or anything," I said, seeing him put away a book and piece of paper. Prague? Absently, I took the offered hand and shook it, before sitting down next to him on the bench.
"I'm Arthur, Arthur Penhaligon," I told Dr. Brown my name, glad I'd met someone who was friendly and didn't seem to be an axe murderer or anything. Then it hit me just where Prague was. I tried hard to control any first bouts of panic.
"When...when you said Prague Castle, did you mean the one that's in Czech Republic?" My mind raced. Was there another Prague Castle? How did I get here? Okay, I was being chased by spies of the Morrow Days through the Lower House, before I fell through...something. A Portal? And landed here. But why was there a Portal leading here? At least I still had the Key and the...Atlas! Maybe I could use that somehow, get in touch with the others.
"Sir...I don't really know where to go," I said, hating the helplessness of the situation. "I mean...I should be in Australia, not here." Wherever here
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"Excuse me, could you...tell me where we are? I'm lost you see, and I just need to figure out where I am and then I'll be gone." I babble when I'm nervous. And smart me, isn't one of the first rules all parents and teachers tell kids is to NOT talk to strangers? Something about him made me nervous; I reached in my pocket and gripped the Key for a moment before releasing it and looking at him expectantly.
((OOC! Hey, I'm doing this in like...true RP mode, instead of the way it's being done at the community. And you're post was like a letter, and....I don't think Arthur read it. *g*))
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Folding my letter to Will and slipping it inside the book I was using as support to write to my favorite FBI agent, I gave the young man a reassuring smile. He seemed small, even though he looked anything but small, but the tone of his voice was juvenile and piqued my interest at once.
"These are the gardens of Prague castle," I told him while I shifted on the wooden bench to offer him a place to sit if he was interested in resting his legs for a moment. "Is there any place specifically you want to go to?" I asked, removing my sunglasses and tucking them away in my coat. "I´m afraid I´m not from Prague originally, but I do know my way around the city and I´d be happy to escort you."
"Dr Brown." I held out my hand to introduce myself, curious to see how bold this young man was.
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"I'm Arthur, Arthur Penhaligon," I told Dr. Brown my name, glad I'd met someone who was friendly and didn't seem to be an axe murderer or anything. Then it hit me just where Prague was. I tried hard to control any first bouts of panic.
"When...when you said Prague Castle, did you mean the one that's in Czech Republic?" My mind raced. Was there another Prague Castle? How did I get here? Okay, I was being chased by spies of the Morrow Days through the Lower House, before I fell through...something. A Portal? And landed here. But why was there a Portal leading here? At least I still had the Key and the...Atlas! Maybe I could use that somehow, get in touch with the others.
"Sir...I don't really know where to go," I said, hating the helplessness of the situation. "I mean...I should be in Australia, not here." Wherever here ( ... )
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