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| ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. SPOILER!!: Mouseee! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by Chelliephone Thankfully Mouse had had enough grace to stop herself from splaying out across the floor with her person, having caught herself with her now empty hands on the wall before she'd done so, but clearly her belongings had not been nearly as lucky. Scooping up her bag and a couple of quills that rolled out right in front of her feet, she moved further down the corridor and glanced around a corner where majority of the pencils had apparently chosen to hide - spotting a familiar blonde head already working on picking them up.
A relieved smile crossed her facility, both at Charlie's familiarity but also that he was still on two feet and had not been taken out by her clumsiness. "Oh, hi Charlie! Thank you!" She squatted down as well, reaching out to likewise grab some of the writing utensils and picking up the tin to drop them in. She chuckled softly at his observation about it looking like a tin cookie and after a glance over she gave a nod in agreement. "It does look like that. But my tin doesn't hold anything nearly as exciting, I just use it for a pencil case." She dropped a few more in as evidence. "What are you doing this way?"
Just who had lost their belongings became evident in a short while. Char righted himself, some pencils in hand, all ready to pass them over to their owner. He wasn’t exactly surprised to see Mouse approaching; he had the suspicion she could be so clumsy at times. “Hi, Mouse! Why am I not surprised that you dropped all of these?’’ he joked, immediately jumping into his persona of being silly with a friend. “Not a problem.” The pencils that had been gathered so far were dropped into the tin. “Pencils can be exciting,’’ Char assured her. “I mean, almost anything can be as long as you look at it in the right aspect.” He glanced around, checking to ensure they’d gotten everything off the floor. “Just on my way to return a library book now that I’m done with my alchemy research.” Char waved the book in question. “Say, were you about to sketch that interesting map?” Of Argyllshire in its current depiction state, he meant. |
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