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  1. Jul 17 21:54:31 <SavanahHolland> - mino -
  2. Jul 17 21:59:09 <SavanahHolland> Busy.. and by busy I mean currently a tiny girl, probably less than 4'3 when standing up is plopped on the ground in the commonroom in front of the television.. besides the obvious fact that she's watching a children's show called Ruby gloom.. she also appears to have a small clear bucket of beads and some string.. making bead bracelets.. and a lot of them for some reason. She appears to be wearing a thin white dress that ends with a few ruffles at just above her ankle, pale pinkish skin mind you her cheeks and the very tip of her nose are pink.. seeing as she very recently got over a bad cold.. still sniffly. Strands of her short white hair getting in the way of her hazel eyes.. how is she supposed to work like this!
  3. Jul 17 22:05:05 <Knave> Callum wanders into the common room with a book tucked under one arm - unnecessarily, given that his hand pretty much swallows the thin paperback anyway. He throws a casual "Hey." to the girl sat in from of the television as he sits down on a couch, then looks back to her with a slightly furrowed brow barely a moment after opening the book, "Are you okay?"
  4. Jul 17 22:07:00 <SavanahHolland> She sneezes.. it might be coming back, she didn't want to get sick again.. she had been so careful too. Sniffling as she moves to grab a tissue and blow her nose. "I believe I am getting sick again.." she says rather sadly.
  5. Jul 17 22:09:42 <Knave> "Oh. That's a shame." He says with mild but genuine concern, "Plenty of fluids. That's what I was taught." He thinks for a beat, then says, vaguely, "Orange juice." He flips the book shut in his lap, and smiles at her, "I'm Callum, by the way."
  6. Jul 17 22:11:57 <SavanahHolland> "Orange juice.. I had it once, it was very sour." she stares at him, tilting her head before blowing her nose again "Hello Callum. I am Siobhan." she says with a nod.. her wings flapping a bit. It should be mentioned she kinda sorta has angel wings folded to her back, nice and feathery!
  7. Jul 17 22:16:05 <Knave> Callum's seen stranger than angel wings. They're not really worth comment. "Pleased to meet you, Siobhan." He says warmly, "You sure it was orange juice?" He raises an eyebrow, strokes his chin, "I've never really thought of it being sour..."
  8. Jul 17 22:17:35 <SavanahHolland> "It was orange, and it had this stringy stuff in it that got in my teeth." pulp! She lays down on the ground, looking over to her small pile of finished bead braclets, moving to grab one with a bunch of star beads on it, moving to then sit up and waddle over to Callum "Do you want one?" she asks curiously.
  9. Jul 17 22:20:29 <Knave> "Do you have any big enough?" He chuckles, presenting his wrist as the punchline - very much thicker than that of the average teenage boy. "I wouldn't want to put you to any trouble on my account."
  10. Jul 17 22:23:22 <SavanahHolland> Siobhan hums.. she then moves to carefully cut the string, then adding more beads and tying more string on it to make it larger.. rather quickly. Moving to put it on his wrist "Now it is.".
  11. Jul 17 22:25:44 <Knave> Callum smiles warmly at her, and says full of innocent sincerity, "Thank you very much, Siobhan." He fiddles with its position on his wrist and turns it back and forth, admiring it, "You making these for any special reason?"
  12. Jul 17 22:28:12 <SavanahHolland> Siobhan shakes her head "No, I was just bored and people like bracelets so I am making a lot." she was planning to give them out to just random students, cuz they're pretty. She moves to plop next to him.. extremely small compared to his size, lightly toying with a bracelet of her own.. certainly not bead, rather expensive looking, a cuff on her left wrist with what looks like golden vines and white pearls as the leaves. She sniffles a little more.. her head was starting to hurt again, this was all that stupid girl's fault.
  13. Jul 17 22:31:33 <Knave> "That sounds like a mighty fine idea." He says approvingly and, probably not accidentally, a hint of drawl from his native Kansas seeps into his usual mid-American voice. He really does seem very pleased by the idea and the bracelet.
  14. Jul 17 22:32:52 <SavanahHolland> "Would you like a few more in a bag? You can give them to your friends." she says with a nod, looking at the small pile of bracelets she made, most fairly tiny.. She didn't comment on the accent.. human voices were odd enough.
  15. Jul 17 22:35:38 <Knave> "They're your bracelets." He says simply, "It wouldn't feel right giving them to people myself. If someone gives you something, it should be from them to you, and you oughta keep it. So I figure you oughta be the one giving them away."
  16. Jul 17 22:37:10 <SavanahHolland> Siobhan hums, nodding "yes, this is a good idea.. who of your friends should I give them to? I have many, and you are nice." she nods, obviously this was the best course of action.
  17. Jul 17 22:39:22 <Knave> "Well, Markus would love one, I'll bet. And they'd fit Elspeth nicely." He chuckles to himself, "I'd say Cass, but I'm not sure they'd appreciate it." He taps his bracelet, "If you don't mind making one bigger'n this, I'm sure Bob would really love to get one."
  18. Jul 17 22:45:09 <SavanahHolland> Siobhan suddenly looks really.. really meek, like she drooped "I do not want to give one to Cass."
  19. Jul 17 22:45:56 <Knave> Callum sighs heavily, his face falling into a look of resignation, "What did Cass do this time?"
  20. Jul 17 22:50:55 <SavanahHolland> Siobhan droops even more "They came up to me and asked very odd stuff, and when I said I was an angel she tried to leave. I tried to apologize because I must have done something wrong and them she packed me in a lot of snow, I asked her to stop but she would not, I got very sick because it was cold."
  21. Jul 17 22:55:06 <Knave> Callum sighs again, shaking his head, "Cass can be very mean sometimes." He says, putting a hand on Siobhan's shoulder, "But I'm sure she feels very bad about it." Then in his head, he adds, /Or at least, she will when I'm done with her./ "She just... she's a very unique person."
  22. Jul 17 22:56:23 <SavanahHolland> Siobhan frowns "She does not, she was laughing." some people were just plain mean, she probably didn't feel bad at all!
  23. Jul 17 22:57:45 <Knave> "She maybe didn't feel bad at the time, or maybe didn't show it, but I'm sure she knows what she did was wrong." He feels just a little pang of guilt at the fact that all of that was /technically/ true. Cass definitely knew it was wrong. It was whether she cared or not that was in question.
  24. Jul 17 22:59:30 <SavanahHolland> Siobhan puffs her cheeks, moving to cross her arms in front of her chest "Fine, but I will not give her a bracelet." mostly because Siobhan didn't want to be hurt again..
  25. Jul 17 23:02:47 <Knave> "That's fine." He says, diplomatically, "You don't have to. And if-" His eyes flit up while he considers his plans, "When she apologises, you don't have to forgive her." He gestures with an upturned palm, "I suggest you do though, because like my ma used to say, holding a grudge is like holding a mad dog's leash. It's gonna bite someone, and if nobody else is around it'll bite you."
  26. Jul 17 23:04:03 <SavanahHolland> Siobhan only seems to frown more "I will forgive her, but she will not apologize to me- Ilario would probably carry me away before Cass would be able to come near." she nods.. Ilario was basically a caretaker at this point.
  27. Jul 17 23:05:51 <Knave> Callum raises an eyebrow, and asks like a gentle teacher might inquire about an imaginary friend, "And how is Ilario?"
  28. Jul 17 23:07:01 <SavanahHolland> "He is my husband." she says, her smile coming back... She looks like a seven year old.. and she has a husband.. what.
  29. Jul 17 23:08:26 <Knave> Now Callum really did think he might be an imaginary friend, although that may have been more the product of hope than anything else. Hesitantly, he says, "Aren't you a little young to have a husband?"
  30. Jul 17 23:10:31 <SavanahHolland> "I am older than you, likely by a few centuries." she says with her monotone voice.. she kinda is an angel though.
  31. Jul 17 23:12:24 <Knave> Once again, Callum can't finger whether it's a kid playing pretend or just genuine Sunnybrook weirdness. He decides to probe the logic either way, "So how come a centuries-old married woman is attending high school?"
  32. Jul 17 23:14:44 <SavanahHolland> "Because, I was looking for my friends who were at Sunnybrook, but most of them are dead." she informs, nodding "I do not know how old this body is, or how old I am, I just know that I have been alive for a very long time." nod nod "And I got married after I was accepted into this school."
  33. Jul 17 23:17:22 <Knave> Callum is reminded of Cass. Too many points of information in one burst, too intricate a tapestry to pick at any one string. He eventually just nods and says, "Huh."
  34. Jul 17 23:19:01 <SavanahHolland> Siobhan leans up and pat pats Callum on the head "You are nice." also tell Cass to suck it.
  35. Jul 17 23:20:05 <Knave> "I try to be." He says, absently, looking down at her with mild confusion, amusement, and gratitude.
  36. Jul 17 23:22:31 <SavanahHolland> "Well you are, which is good." nod nod, plopping down again. "I am tired." she says, and then curls up on the couch next to him.. much like a cat would.
  37. Jul 17 23:23:22 <Knave> "Uh... sleep tight, then..." He says, with some confusion, slowly picking his book back up as he eyes the girl beside him.
  38. Jul 17 23:24:31 <SavanahHolland> ...and in seconds Siobhan is asleep.. if she's tired she just kinda sleeps wherever.. even if in the middle of conversation.
  39. Jul 17 23:25:45 <Knave> Callum shakes his head to himself softly as he gets to reading. This school needed better... something. Probably lots of things.
  40. Jul 17 23:27:43 <SavanahHolland> - Scene Bread! -
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