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[lil_live_wire]

Here we have a hyperactive blonde child, galloping around the mansion and grounds on the stick horse she recieved for her birthday and playing some overly vocal make-believe game. She's not watching where she's going particularly well, and passers-by are likely to be run into or struck with with the little cowgirl hat that she's flailing about.

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[smellsofflowers]

*Caddy wasn't watching where she was going either, so it is no surprise when she ran into the little girl. Startled, she looks down at Francine.*

Well, hello there.

[lil_live_wire]

Francine stumbled when she ran into the lady, and she giggled before looking up at her apologetically. "Soorry." She beamed up at her. "My name's Francine!"

[smellsofflowers]

It's quite alright. *she chuckles.*
It's nice to meet you, Francine. I'm Caddy.

[lil_live_wire]

"Hi Caddy! This is my pony!" She held out the stick horse and beamed proudly. "I got her for my birthday!"

[upside_drow]

*ha, look who's being dragged out*

*is only half looking where he's going, thanks to the (aughomlsosilly) eyepatch he has to wear* *so, y'know, if a hyperactive wee child were to come galloping in from the wrong side, he'd be exceedingly lucky to get away in time*

[lil_live_wire]

*oh and look, she does* *looking the other way, and going at a pretty good speed* *boom?*

[upside_drow]

*boom :D*

*stumbles back-- drow are, as a rule, lightly built -- catching her against him and trying very hard not to fall over*

--Hello there, Francine. *is this slight amusement? Could be*

[lil_live_wire]

She's startled when she slams into something and is caught, but then she looks up and beams when she sees who it is. "Uncle Dinin!" She glomps him around the knees, which probably does nothing to help his balance.