Rue (
untrueheart) wrote2013-05-20 01:10 am
Act 1
[For two days, Rue has spent her time deep in the forest, surviving on the supplies provided in a small but seemingly abandoned building. On the first day she saw no one, and spent her time as far away from the storybook bearing her name as possible, forcing herself to ignore the black wings on her back. Doing a terrible job of it.
On the second, someone came by, but she hid herself in the surrounding forest until they were gone. It was a stranger and she didn't want anybody to know she was there. Never mind that she was fairly sure this was outside the walls- somewhere she couldn't even imagine going. Not yet.
But on the morning of the third day, self-preservation wins out over uncertainty, and Rue (with her book, so no one else would find it either) walks from the small house until she finds a small lake, following its river upstream and coming within sight of a village with no wall.
There had been spare clothes in the house, so she wears a large jacket despite the heat, to cover her unfortunate wings; it turns away some of the rain that starts up part of the way through her walk. Eventually she stops under the overhang of a shop, staring around at the unfamiliar village, wondering if she ought to stay out of sight.
Too afraid to open a book labeled with her name - a book that might tell her story - she hasn't even come to understand just how different that story is about to become.]
[[ooc: Rue was at New Feather station bb, and she can be under any roof overhang you want but the Item Shop is the most likely one for running-into shenanigans.]]
On the second, someone came by, but she hid herself in the surrounding forest until they were gone. It was a stranger and she didn't want anybody to know she was there. Never mind that she was fairly sure this was outside the walls- somewhere she couldn't even imagine going. Not yet.
But on the morning of the third day, self-preservation wins out over uncertainty, and Rue (with her book, so no one else would find it either) walks from the small house until she finds a small lake, following its river upstream and coming within sight of a village with no wall.
There had been spare clothes in the house, so she wears a large jacket despite the heat, to cover her unfortunate wings; it turns away some of the rain that starts up part of the way through her walk. Eventually she stops under the overhang of a shop, staring around at the unfamiliar village, wondering if she ought to stay out of sight.
Too afraid to open a book labeled with her name - a book that might tell her story - she hasn't even come to understand just how different that story is about to become.]
[[ooc: Rue was at New Feather station bb, and she can be under any roof overhang you want but the Item Shop is the most likely one for running-into shenanigans.]]

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[Although if he knew, he would understand how she felt.]
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Stories have endings.
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[He's sure of that. Because he wants to change things in his world, too.]
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As she'd thought, explaining this to him seems like it will take more energy than it's worth.]
I don't have anywhere to go.
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Sure you do! You can pick any empty house or apartment you want here. You don't have to worry about paying for it at all.
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That doesn't make sense.
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[Rue allows the tiniest amount of something like trust to edge its way into her voice. He didn't seem so bad.]
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[See, Rue? This place really isn't so terrible after all.]
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You're being so kind.
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[He seems genuinely confused by this.]
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How sweet. [The confusion is very endearing. She wonders if he does it on purpose.]
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Oh, um, thanks, I think. I just don't like seeing anyone upset, that's all.
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Weren't you? When you were stolen from your life?
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[It is sweet, and a pure-hearted gesture she does not feel she deserves at all.]
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[Sweet is what Emil does, as Rue will undoubtedly learn.]
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[Um. What do? He's never escorted a girl before.]
But I've never... I mean, I don't... o-okay, I guess.
[And he raises his own arm a little bit so that she can take it if she wants.]
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Thank you, this is quite courteous.
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[Someday Emil will not get nervous and blushy around cute girls. Today is not that day.]
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