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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2016 11:10 am
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Shun had to wonder what the woman's idea of what a detective looked like if his face was 'too pretty' to be one. Did she think that detectives were all grizzled older men with five o'clock shadows and the like?
He nodded once to Eve, Leila, and Juniper as they all came around. It seemed that they had a small group who ended up here, in that case. There was still a possibility that others were around too.
"Looks like we are getting back together, then," he nodded to Juniper, keeping things vague for now.
"You could say we have not been in town for... a long time," he answered Algernon, "I do look forward to this concert, though. It seems as though it will be quite the event."
The detective paused, then held a hand out for a shake.
"Shun Kuroda."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2016 3:18 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2016 4:46 pm
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Seemed that there were quite a few of them who were here. Juniper offered Leila and Eve a nod of her head in greeting. She may not know the pair, at all, but she had certainly recognized them. Was there a chance that more were here than this little gathering?
"Juniper Wilcox." She smiled at everyone as names were passed around. "I got an invite to that party before. It sounds like a blast!"
"On the road?" She glanced at Shun with a raised eyebrow. Was that his cover story? Well, it was something she could at least work with but she was vaguely surprised. Unless of course it was from Mr. Pink hair? "Uh, yea. Definitely." She had no idea what sort of 'on the road' was intended though and so kept her answer short.
With the growing gathering, Juniper was keeping her eyes peeled for anyone else that might be floating in the area. Maybe something was pulling them all here? Who knew? She couldn't really feel the magic anymore, not like she had when in Modern Ashdown, but that didn't mean that something couldn't be at play. It certainly wouldn't surprise her.
And, as if on cue, she caught sight of a familiar head. It disappeared behind a grouping of college students who were talking animately to one another, but she caught sight of him again as he walked past. She recognized him from the woods.
"HEY!" Juniper smiled and waved her hand, she put down her Violin case knowing the others wouldn't let someone snatch it away and hurried over to nab him so he wouldn't miss the group.
"Juniper." She said in introduction as she reached his side. "There's a group of us here. Come on over, relax a bit. We should all reconnect." She gave him a wink. "Just go with the flow of the conversation and you'll be set." With a smile she practically pulled him over to the group whether he liked it or not.
everyone else in the group
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2016 5:19 pm
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Kaleb had ignored the shout, naturally assuming it was someone from the college crowd being hailed. But realizing the lady was actually right at his side, talking to HIM, was incredibly startling for the freckled teen. He was about to apologize that she had mistaken him for someone else, but the words died before they could even form on his tongue. She did look familiar.
He had seen her in that place with the books, amongst the crowd that had been milling around between their era and the current one. Even more remarkable, as Kaleb let himself be tugged towards the other group he picked out more familiar faces. The face of the stern detective was particularly reassuring, Shun had known a great deal about the magic of Ashdown, and the Kaleb could only hope he had a similar insight into their current predicament.
Juniper didn't have to worry about him blowing their cover with conversation, he was so swept away by the situation he didn't even think to reply with his name.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2016 6:00 pm
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"Algernon," He took Shun's hand with a very firm and decidedly normal handshake. His voice may have been familiar to some, though less ripened with age, and his British accent was a bit conspicuous. Alg was thin, late twenties, and fit very snugly into a slim cut suit. Some would call it mod by the pencil tie.
Jack was given a nod, Juniper also. His eyes drifted to Leila a couple of times while she ate a sandwich but the subtle squint of his green eyes meant he was looking closer at her, like he was trying to place her face, but let it go to look at the others.
The crow was a bit weird.... very weird actually..
"Ah, Maren-" She got a nudge and point to Kaleb who was newly arrived and wasn't holding a flier.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2016 7:18 pm
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"Rylan," he offered, and gestured to his companion. "She's Ves."
Algernon? Seemed they'd managed to find the right place to start. Ves glanced down at the flyer Maren had stuffed into her hands and nudged Rylan with her elbow. Same flyer as the one they'd seen earlier, presumably the very concert those boys passing them by had mentioned.
"No more war, huh?" he said to Maren. "Couldn't agree more." Nobody really won in war, he'd learned, except maybe the weapons manufacturers. "So this concert, what's the deal? I hear 'anyone who's anyone' is going to this."
A little ways away, a familiar chirp sounded, buried in the tangle of branches of a nearby tree. The more the merrier.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2016 9:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2016 5:10 pm
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Maren weighed the odds of snitching Algie's lemon bar versus saddening him and decided that she'd rather not making him wear that kicked puppy dog look. The lemon bar was left to itself, safe in the bottom of the brown paper bag.
There were a lot of people; a lot of people who, oddly enough, all seemed to somehow know each other, but maybe they were just a bunch of weirdos. Not that she could judge too much on that, but that was beside the point, her eyes going from one person to the next with open curiosity.
Algie's nudge jostled Maren from her thoughts.
"Oh, here," she said, catching his meaning and thrusting a sheaf of fliers into the shy boy's hands, a wide, toothy grin flashing across her freckled face. "Come to the concert, all right cutie pie? There's gonna be lots to do and lots to see - that goes for all of you," she added, tossing her hair and laughing, eyes bright with mischief.
A hand reached out, swatting at the bluejay without looking at it, Maren tugging at her plaid shirt as she turned icy green eyes to the two women.
"Algernon's a great name," she said with a sniff, head tilted up. She gave her the man in question a reassuring look, passing him another stack of fliers for later. "And anyway, ya'll should just remember that we can make a difference, okay?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2016 5:45 pm
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