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[toyboat]

Who: Jenny Scott and y o u
What: New arrivals~
When: This evening!
Where: In the lobby
Rating: G for "little girl"

[In the lobby tonight, there is a small girl who looks like she belongs in a castle this grand. Her blue dress matches the decoration style better than most residents' clothing, her long skirts and stay intricate and befitting a higher class daughter.

This girl, however, looks extremely confused, cautiously wandering through the grand entrance and seeming for all the world like she has no idea what's going on.

Because she doesn't.

Last she recalls, she was on a ship, heading home, and this place is like nowhere on The Jackdaw at all, not that she's seen.

She takes a cursory pass around the lobby, then takes a seat on a sofa and clutches her doll to her chest.]

It'll be all right, Dolly. Father is with us now, this must just be part of the adventure.

Comments

[samson]

Well, that doesn't mean anything unless his navigator's with him...

[Brock knows a thing or two about ships, you know! And he knows that old timey ships had a captain and a navigator, not a radar and a GPS. Yeah.

Anyway, oh... he recognizes that name.]

Is that right?

[toyboat]

My father knows how to read maps! And yes, it is right.

[She is indignant on behalf of Edward. So indignant.]

[samson]

[You can't read a map if you are in the process of piloting a ship!! Gosh, this is basic stuff, little girl.

Regardless, Brock's not sure if he should actually tell... her... that this dude is around. He could be from an alternate world where she doesn't exist, or from before she was born or something. That'll be traumatic enough without Brock sticking his nose in it.]

Did you look for his room yet? Everybody here gets a room with their name on it.

[toyboat]

I didn't know he would have a room. I thought it best that I stay here until he came back for me.

[samson]

He does. But you're right -- that's usually a good idea not to move around too much when you get separated from your parents, but this might be kinda different. Did he actually drop you off here, or did you just kinda wake up here without him?

[toyboat]

No, I woke here. I think I must have fallen asleep after he let me steer his boat -- ship. It was over there, that I woke up.

[She points to a corner.]

[samson]

[Oh, okay. He thinks he knows what happened, now.]

I don't think he brought you here. He would've took you with him or woken you up, right?

[toyboat]

Of course he did, he wouldn't abandon me! He said so!

[samson]

[Whoa! He holds his hands up.]

Look, I didn't say that. I mean he's probably lost too. [Because telling a kid she got magic kidnapped is probably not a very sympathetic move.]

[toyboat]

Why would he be lost elsewhere? That doesn't make any sense.

[samson]

Why not? You think grown-ups can't get lost too?

[toyboat]

Of course they can, but he would be lost with me, not lost elsewhere.

[samson]

What if I told you that this place is magic? You think someplace magic could separate people like that?

[toyboat]

Well, that just seems silly.

[samson]

Nah. [He holds his hand out, palm up, indicating she ought to do the same.]

Say you wish for an apple.

[toyboat]

[Jenny does this, then says exactly what he tells her to.]

You wish for an apple.

[samson]

[Pffff] It won't be as cool if I do it.

[toyboat]

[She stares at him with several shades of irritation.]

That's what you told me to say, I said it!

[samson]

Look, don't get smart. I'm trying to show you how magic works here -- if you wish for something, it'll appear.

[toyboat]

Then why did you tell me to say you wish for an apple?

[samson]

I meant, "say that you wish." [Jesus god, are kids usually this pedantic... he's forgotten...]

[toyboat]

Why don't you just say what you mean!

[samson]

I did. That's what I meant.

[toyboat]

[Huff!]

You're terribly frustrating.

[samson]

[WOW... HE'S FRUSTRATING, HUH...

Brock just pinches the bridge of his nose.]

Just... wish for an apple.