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[forgetyourusedtobe]

spam - racetrack.
[Elena wakes up early as she always does. She doesn't recognize the room she's in, but she has a vague sense that this is where she's supposed to be right now. So, she doesn't panic or start trying to find her parents or Jeremy. They'll come for her eventually, she's sure. And besides, Mommy always said that if she was ever lost to not panic. Instead, she just hops out of bed and starts looking for her diary. When she can't find it, she settles for an empty journal she finds after pawing around through the things in her room.]

[She lays on her bed, writing away for a while until she starts to get hungry for some breakfast. But before she heads to the mess hall, she's looking for Racetrack. The first place she thinks to look, is naturally Racetrack's room. She scampers off, barefoot and still in her PJs with her new diary and knocks impatiently and loudly on her door.]

Racetrack, wake up!

spam - open.
[Elena can be found all over the Barge. Usually she's sitting and keeping to herself with just her journal - even if she's decided to just plop down in a hallway - writing away and humming a made-up song. Sometimes she's drawing in her journal for parts of her stories because she's pretty certain she's going to write a lot of kid's books because she's such a great "drawerer" on top of being a writer. Sometimes she's just exploring and wandering - though still with her journal. She doesn't let it out of her sight ever and she won't let you hold it either. She's a little more wary of the adults than she is the other kids (you aren't supposed to talk to strangers, after all), but she still has a smile for everyone regardless.]

video.
[Elena's holding the communicator upside down, but doesn't seem to realize or possibly care all that much.]

Anybody know where I can get some chalk? I wanna play hopskotch.

((ooc: Elena is affected by the flood and is currently 7 years old. All responses will come from usedtobe!))

Comments

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[strangehistorian]

[It's possible she'll see a small copper dragon wandering the halls.

Or that the dragon will see her first.

In either case, it doesn't seem hostile, just very curious about sniffing all of the doors. All of them.]

[usedtobe]

[Elena rubs at her eyes a second at the dragon wandering around in the hallway. Things like that aren't supposed to be real, just in the stories.]

[Still, she can't help, but be a little curious herself and closes her journal, pen stuck in the middle of it.]

Uh...

[What do you say to a dragon? She didn't think this through. Well. Only one thing to do.]

[She smiles and holds out a hand.]

Hi there.

[strangehistorian]

Hi!

[Chromie is not sure what to do with the hand, though. She trots closer and bumps it with her nose.]

[usedtobe]

[Elena is pretty much bug-eyed and baffled at this.]

You can talk?

[Wow, this place is cool.]

[jumpeduplittleshit]

[It's in the hallway that he nearly trips over her, and Christ, how young are these brats going to get? When he has to pull up short as he rounds a corner, he just snaps at her.]

Someone's going to fall on you.

[usedtobe]

[Elena looks up at him and is very matter-of-fact about the incident:]

I tried sitting on the corner, but it wasn't comfortable.

[jumpeduplittleshit]

[No, no matter-of-factness allowed, you are a baby.]

Then go sit in a chair somewhere.

video.

[intelligently]

I think I could find you some. [ More like put in a tiny request with the Admiral and ping, chalk? ]

[usedtobe]

[Elena lights right up at that. Enthusiasm is her middle name.]

Could you really!?

[intelligently]

Anything can happen here. [ Isn't that the truth ] Where are you? I'll bring you it.

[youwill]

[He has no actual preference for children. Mostly, he prefers them silent and out of sight, but on an occasion like this, he will make himself a kid-person.]

I believe there's an art room. Would you like to check there with me?

[usedtobe]

[Elena hesitates. It takes her a moment for the grown-up stranger vs. chalk debate to resolve itself.]

Yes, please.

[Manners! c8]

[youwill]

[If only she never grew up 8c]

My name is Garret. Where are you? I will come meet you.

video 5eva

[brothermayi]

[YOUR COMMUNICATOR IS UPSIDE DOWN, DUMBASS. Cassel rolls his eyes.]

Hopscotch.

[judgiest voice]

6eva

[usedtobe]

[Shrug, but with a little pout.]

I'm bored and there's no swings here.

[brothermayi]

Then get someone to get you swings!

[mistconduct]

Probably some in the art room.

'Sup, Elena.

[usedtobe]

How do you know my name?

[mistconduct]

Psychic powers. You're welcome.

spam

[landfall]

[ Dragged out of bed by a young voice and banging on the door. She's awake pretty quick, military reflexes, but still rumpled when she opens the heavy metal hatch.

There's no one there.

And then she looks down. ]

...oh.

spam

[usedtobe]

Morning!

[Elena just grins up at her.]

I wrote you something.

spam

[landfall]

...Elena?

[wedonot]

Have you tried the art room?

[usedtobe]

Not yet.

[A small beat.]

I don't know where that is.

[wedonot]

It's on the seventh floor. Do you need help getting there?