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[revolter]

Who: Matilda Wormwood and YOU.
What: playing hopscotch with flying stones!
When: This afternoon.
Where: Near the garden!!
Rating: G



[ she should have asked if she was allowed to draw on the pavement near the garden. But Matilda had figured that if she wasn't, she'll wash the chalk away.

It was a good practice for her power more than just a game. She knew this was something many kids usually played together but having grown up the way she did, she didn't mind playing alone.

To those who might pass her she might seem like a true wonder. A small child in a blue dress making a stone rise into the air before it is elegantly placed down on a numbered square for her to hop on the other numbered blocks to get it back. After she retrieves it, she hops back only to lay it on the ground and make it float up and onto one of the chalk squares again.

She'll accept playmates. ]

Comments

[revolter]

[ fly yes, rise into the air and fly. Once, she manages to make it fly rather far, landing on a the farthest square and she laughs, hops there to bring it back. ]

[jthm]

[ Aww she reminded him of that one doll he stuffed with blended rats. How cute.
He hesitated a bit, but decided to walk up to her out of complete and utter curiosity.]

How are you able to do that?

[ensorceler]

The attempt at a curtsy gets a gentle smile in return, and an appreciative nod. She steps closer as the girl speaks, looking between her and the design she had drawn on the ground. It certainly is...unique.

"For a game? It almost looks like some foreign art..."

[revolter]

She smiles, perhaps amused at the fact that any 6-year-old can draw something that to another would look like are. ]

"I suppose art really is a subjective thing. It's like a game board. See, the numbers tell you where do you need to jump to and in the end there's home, where you can turn around.

Should I demonstrate?"

[revolter]

There are other kids here but Matilda mostly stayed on her own. Still, it's always nice to have someone to play with as games are things that are better when shared. She smiles, holds out a hand, as she knows adults do.

"I'm Matilda."

[revolter]

"Before that, in class. I made a glass tip over. My teacher didn't believe but I did. I looked at it and it fell and since then I can do all kinds of things."

She smiles, lifts the stone and makes it fly in circles around them.

"Neat, right?"

[revolter]

[ She looks back, blinks and then shrugs a bit. ]

I just can. It's my power, I don't really know how. I do it with my eyes.

[eaglet]

He's surprised when the stone zips around in the air, and he spends a long moment just watching it.

"Have you tried it on other things? Or only stones and glass?"

[jthm]

You must be a magical little girl.

[ensorceler]

Anne watches only somewhat curiously. She is not very interested in this game, as it appears dull to her, but she is reluctant to leave a young child on her own here. Deciding it might be difficult to convince her to go inside before she plays a bit more, the queen decides to humor her for the moment.

"Yes, show me. Perhaps I might play."

[littlesoul]

River looks at the hand uncertainly for a moment, then does the same, lng fingers rapping around the little girl's and shaking it carefully.

"River," she says with a small smile. Then she turns, laughing and twirling her arms in the air. "A game," she sing-songs. "A game for two."

[psych0p0mps]

[satisfied with that, Aradia nods, and circles around to have a better look at the hopscotch pattern.]

What were you playing?

[revolter]

She lifts her finger, makes the stone rise into the air before she tosses it into one of the squares. As she hops to get it, careful not to step out of the lines, she explains.

"Did you know, hopscotch was first heard of in the seventeenth century in the Book of Games! And in Webster's merican Dictionary of the English language it was written that boys play this game but in my school, girls play it too.

I read about it in the library."

[revolter]

"You can go first, since I was playing up until now," she says, stepping aside, allowing her to come closer.

"River is a pretty name, I never heard about it before. I don't think I ever read of a girl called River."

[revolter]

Hopscotch. It's not really exciting but it's fun, and it's a way to practice my powers.

[ With a tiny smile, she handed her the stone. ]

You can try, too.

[revolter]

"Many other things. Bags and cereal and my doll and cards. It works on them all. I never really tried it on a person,"

She made a face.

"I don't think many people will appreciate it very much."

[revolter]

I don't know that it's magic.

[ she doesn't know if there really is magic at all. ]

I just know that it is my power. Maybe it isn't magic at all. It's the only thing I can do magic is more vast. At least, from what I've read about it.

[littlesoul]

She nods, tossing the stone and letting it hit the ground not too far away. Then she hops forward, humming softly as she does so.

"Rivers are rare," she says with a laugh. "I only know one."

[jthm]

Well I think it's magic. I think that you're one special little girl with a very interesting power.

[psych0p0mps]

[Ooh :3 she does enjoy games!]

How do you play?

[eaglet]

He smiles a little, nodding. Kids are fun.

"You are probably right about that. I think most people would like to keep their feet on the ground."

[ensorceler]

Anne has a hard time not running away as fast as she can at the sight, hardly even hearing what the girl has to say. It's only her limited experience with sorcerers thus far that forces her to keep her mouth shut and her eyes not quite so wide.

She visibly takes a step or two back, though, then circles around to glance down at the rock and the drawing, before quickly returning to Matilda to not let her out of sight. Who knows if she's even a real little girl?

"No, child, I did not," she finally murmurs out with a hint of wary amusement in her voice. "As I will not live to see that century unless I learn to wield magic as freely as you do."

[revolter]

"I's not magic, at least, I don't think it is."

She tries to think of an explanation but it's hard given the fact that she doesn't manage to explain it to herself.

"It's not a spell and I can't do other things, I can't...turn rabbits into pillows. Just this. It's my power."

[revolter]

That, in turn, makes her laugh too.

"Now I only know one as well."

[revolter]

It's easy. You throw the stone and then you have to hop, get it without falling, hop until you reach Home and then turn and hop back.

[ she lifts a finger to throw the stone, hops to retrieve her as a demonstration. ]

See?