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[pickedapocket.livejournal.com]

[There's a slightly green boy squatting just at the edge of the lake, giving it a very suspicious look. He warily dips a hand in the water before scooping up a bit to examine. Not seeing anything immediately wrong, he takes a few more handfuls and splashes himself with them, not paying much attention to the fact that he's still fully dressed.] Where am I? This is too big to be the pond...

((OoC: Not going to type out the lisp, but he does have one, just to mention.))

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[painlessfighter]

It's not a pond. It's a lake.

[Obviously, Natsuo only caught the last few words. He makes his way over, then cranes his neck to look at the water over the boy's shoulder. Yes, that means Jimmy has a boy with cat ears all up in his personal space.]

What's here? Is it something fun?

[pickedapocket.livejournal.com]

[Jimmy hops forward (into the water), and turns to stare at Natsuo.]

Who are you?

[painlessfighter]

[... ... Snrk!] You just got yourself wet.

[It's like they're ignoring each other's questions.]

[pickedapocket.livejournal.com]

[He looks down to verify — yep, that's water — and then back up at Natsuo.]

So?

[painlessfighter]

[He shrugs.]

So why are you here? Is it interesting?

[pickedapocket.livejournal.com]

I don't know. Why are you here?

[painlessfighter]

Because the town is boring. [He briefly glances toward the town proper, just long enough to give it a huffy, childish pout.]

[pickedapocket.livejournal.com]

What's a town?

[painlessfighter]

[Natsuo just... stares at the kid.]

You don't know what a town is?

[summer-doors.livejournal.com]

[... Well, there's a face he hasn't seen before. Willis moves to stand near him, greeting him with a small wave.]

Let me guess, new here?

[pickedapocket.livejournal.com]

[Jimmy considers the question for a moment before answering.]

I think so. I wasn't trying to get here, though. I was trying to get to the pond.

[summer-doors.livejournal.com]

Weeeeell, I can safely say that this probably isn't your pond. Or your world. I don't think anyone actually tries to get here, really...

[pickedapocket.livejournal.com]

[That sounds much more interesting, and a lot like something the hag would be involved in]

Is it magic?

[summer-doors.livejournal.com]

Uh, define magic. [Because, honestly, he hasn't really thought of that before.] I guess it could be?

[pickedapocket.livejournal.com]

Is the hag here? [He's not really sure what answer he wants — if she's here, she can't kill the pond. If she's not, he won't have to worry about running into her.]

[summer-doors.livejournal.com]

The... hag? [He stops to think about it for a moment.] Well, no, I don't... think so? Does she have a name, or has that endearing title replaced her name?

[pickedapocket.livejournal.com]

[Jimmy blinks, having to think that through.]

Her name is the hag. I think. She's not very nice.

[fortune_sought]

Goodness! [Sophie hurries over to the boy at a bit of a waddling run, as she is comfortably into the second trimester of her pregnancy now. but she isn't thinking about that right now; she's wondering just why it's always children these days. don't the people running this town have any respect for anything?]

Did you try to leave the town? Are you all right? [she slows as she nears him, huffing a bit from the run, her expression full of concern. to her mind, clearly he's splashing at the edge of the lake because the town dumped him there when he tried to leave it]

[pickedapocket.livejournal.com]

[Jimmy watches her with wide-eyes.]

Yes? [Of course he's fine.] I wasn't trying to leave, I was looking for the pond.

[fortune_sought]

[well, that's a confusing answer. Sophie almost loses her balance as she stops short, but she manages to steady herself. she's still getting used to her shifted center of gravity. once she's had a chance to catch both her balance and her breath, however, she turns her attention back to him, still huffing a bit] The pond? Do you live near a pond, then? I'm sorry, but you won't find that here. You're in the town of Luministi.

[pickedapocket.livejournal.com]

[Not finding that information very important (of course he can find the pond, he just has to look a little longer, and the rest of it hardly makes sense), he tries looking back in the direction she came, out toward the lake, and then finally back at her.]

Why were you running?

[fortune_sought]

[Sophie sighs, annoyed, and starts pushing her hair out of her face] Because I thought you'd been dropped here for trying to leave.

[pickedapocket.livejournal.com]

You have to swim to leave?

[fortune_sought]

[sourly] No. You can end up swimming if you try to leave, but the lake won't get you anywhere.

[actually, now that he mentions it, she doesn't think anyone's explored the bottom of the lake before--but that's not exactly the sort of question you pose to a child, so she doesn't mention it]

[pickedapocket.livejournal.com]

[He considers that, and nods, taking a moment to splash himself a little more.]

It's a nice lake, though.