Dossier One

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[There's a little girl clutching the handle of an Amati violin case, staring in wide-eyed surprise at the stars. She looks about ten or so, based on her height and body language, but her face seems a little older somehow.

She's wearing patent leather shoes, high stockings, a red overcoat and leather, fleece-lined gloves. She smells of expensive perfume. Everything about her seems to say 'European high-class family'.]

Signore Jose. The stars. Where did they come from, sir? [She looks over her shoulder and freezes. Her eyes go wide, and her grip on the Amati case turns convulsive.]

S... Signore Jose?

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[lamb_of_gold]

Another child?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[She whips around, one hand going to the latch of the case. She stops. She's not to fire without Jose's explicit order. Not to fire until then.]

Wh... What have you done with Signore Jose?

[lamb_of_gold]

I've done nothing to him, little one. You're on the Astral Plane.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I... don't believe you. [Pops one latch, fingers moving to the other, Jose's orders playing over and over in her mind.

Of course, if he's been harmed, the orders are irrelevant.]

[lamb_of_gold]

A thought will bring you home, if you'd like to see for yourself.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

A... [Not taking her eyes off of him. She gets a look of concentration and, after a moment, disappears. And then, poof! She's back, looking startled and a little upset.] He... Didn't miss me.

[lamb_of_gold]

Time seems to stop while you're here.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Why does it do that? Why can't Signore Jose see that shop? [Looking up at the stars again.] This place is very pretty.

[lamb_of_gold]

Because it, and this place, are only able to be seen and accessed by a select few. There's almost no rhyme or reason to those who are chosen.

It is, though the stars are out of place.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Does not like that. She looks down at her feet, but then up at him again in surprise.]

They are? I've only seen the stars once before. Signore Jose took me up to the roof to look at them.

[lamb_of_gold]

That is a shame. But yes, the constellations are not where they should be.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Um! [She looks down again.] I'm sorry.

[lamb_of_gold]

Whyfor?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Sort of going o_o at him.] Because of what I said.

[lamb_of_gold]

[Small smile] Many people react that way on their first visit. It's understandable.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Goes back to looking at the stars] Signore Jean would be angry.

[lamb_of_gold]

I am not him, and I've no reason to be cross with you, little one.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Shy smile] Um. My name is Henrietta. You aren't with the Agency, are you?

[contract_star]

[Hei is still rather out of it, but he does notice the tiny child.]

Ah...are you new here?

[lamb_of_gold]

I am Mu.

I'm not. I don't even know which agency you speak of.

1/?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Signore...! [She turns around]

[ghostlighter]

[Hello, Henrietta. The Griever is still hanging around the Plane and once again flying around, but! Scared little child! ... after some mental debate, he lands nearby. Physical features are different, yadda, yadda.]

Hey... You alright there?

2/?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Stops] You... aren't...

3/3

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[LAWL MODIFIED P90 FROM THE VIOLIN CASE] Wh-who are you?!

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Monster. MONSTER. She pops the latches on her violin case with one hand and whips a Sig Sauer P239 (god I love how detailed they are about the weapons the girls use) from under her coat. She empties the cartridge, hefts her P90 from case and opens fire.]