Iɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʟɪᴘ ᴏғ ᴀ ʙᴏʟᴛ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ᴛɪɴʏ ʀᴇᴠᴏʟᴛ ➮ ᴏᴘᴇɴ

[revolter]

Who: Matilda Wormwood, aka the tiny newcomer and You.
What: It's an adventure and no one can really go by an adventure alone! aka introductions and walking about the castle!
When: From the morning of February 1st and until the afternoon!
Where: all around the castle!
Rating: totally pg.



[ Matilda Wormwood had a doll that didn't belong to her.

She saved it, mind you. Rescued it to bring it back to Miss Honey but then something happened and before she knew it, a castle.

A castle! The kind that Matilda was certain she read of before but couldn't remember where. Just this made a frown make its way to her face, settling there; she never forgot a book before and she was certain she had read of a castle once.

In the time that would have taken a normal grown person to panic, Matilda clutched the doll that wasn't hers and thought of an adventure. That against all odds, she had somehow walked into one of the wonderful worlds she has read about in her books. A world where everything is beautiful and the sky is always blue and where children can play and run and read and not fear being thrown into the Chokey for hours.

She took one step forward and then another before leaning against one of the pillars, watching the world around her with a small, awe-struck smile. A child who somehow found herself in a brand new story.

After a few minutes she realized that adventure or not, Miss Honey would likely worry for her and that Lissy-Doll should be brought back to her. She also realized she as much as the castle was vast and beautiful, she was alone. Looking at the people who wandered about, she couldn't recognize a single one.

Riding up and tidying her skirt she began to walk around, peeking up at people, uncertainty written on her face. She didn't even know what questions should she ask first. Gathering up her courage she decided to begin with a very polite: ]

Excuse me - which way would take me back to where I came from, please?

Comments

[revolter]

A whole year? But what about your school? And your parents, aren't they worried?

[ Matilda knows better than to think all parents are like her own. Most of them really do worry when their children go missing, especially for a year. ]

What do you have to do to make it let you go?

[deductiongeek]

As long as we're here, no time will pass at home. I haven't figured out how that works yet, but I've seen enough evidence to know that it does.

[Not that he would care much about school or his parents even if time had been passing for them. For Conan school was nothing more than an exercise in tedium. First grade had been boring even when he had really been seven. And he was perfectly happy not seeing his parents for months at a time. It had been that way since he was 14 and they had moved to America without him.]

And there isn't any guaranteed way to do that. There doesn't seem to be any kind of pattern. Some people return home after a few days, and others are stuck here for years.

[revolter]

Do we have rooms here in the castle?

[ an odd idea for Matilda, to live in a castle. If only her parents could see her now, surrounded by all this luxury. She has a feeling the Wormwoods would have greatly enjoyed the castle. ]

[deductiongeek]

There should be a room in the castle with your name beside the door.

[revolter]

How would I find it? I don't have a map and I never had to find my way in a castle before. Are they organized according to the order of arrival? maybe I can find it this way.

[deductiongeek]

You look for it. There are only so many floors in the castle. [He shrugs.] There really isn't any kind of organization or pattern to it. [But he was very pleased that she was asking questions like that.]

[revolter]

I suppose it can't take too long. I might be able to find my way around better. But it would help if someone made a map.

[ maybe she'll draw one, when she will learn to know this place better. ]

[deductiongeek]

I could show you around, if you want. Once you get used to the layout it isn't very difficult to remember where everything is.

[revolter]

I would like that very much, if you're not too busy.

[ a polite child, Matilda. A bit too formal for a child but perhaps it is because she never truly had a chance of being one up until recently. ]

[deductiongeek]

No, I don't have anything left to to do today. [Apart from his usual schedule of stalking everything that happens in the castle. Conan doesn't notice anything odd about the girl's behavior. Of course he wasn't really a child to begin with. And his real childhood had been filled with mostly ignoring other children as he pursued his own interests.]

[revolter]

Well - alright.

[ she sounds more chipper. ]

Thank you.

[deductiongeek]

It isn't a problem. There aren't a lot of kids here, so I like to get to know everyone who shows up.