Arthur meets Silver

( *It's*
not like he knew what he was doing, always hanging around the Society and
peeking through windows to catch glimpses of the work done within. He'd seen
crazy things - monsters, walls that changed at every available moment, and one
time there was a rather loud gunshot sound - there, and it amazed him.

*One day*
someone left the door ajar, however, and, with a gaze glowing with curiosity
and excitement, he sticks his head in the doorway, himself following after.
And, of course, he didn't realize how rude and probably illegal it was.*)*

Hello?
Anyone in here?

( *His*
attention is quickly captured by the Leviathan overhead.*) Ooooo...*

**Silverliné Carew:**

  ( A solid week of illness. A solid week of pounding
headaches and runny eyes, an unusable nose, and a sore on the corner of her
mouth that had resigned itself to forming a *conveniently visible* scar
on the tissue connecting it to her cheek. Wonderful. Her voice had not
recovered as quickly.

*"It never does"*

She thought mournfully.

*"If this is any indication of what your*
singing will be like, you're in great trouble"

It was true, but for now she was grateful to be out
of the bedroom, cognoscente and...for once..*fine*.

Her thoughts are interrupted when she notices the
front door ajar. Her heart skips a panicked beat when she notices someone
behind it.

*An intruder.*

*A boy.*

*"Are they creepy? Should we go fetch*
Jasper?"

Her mind relaxes as she pictures the orange
warrior. A new feeling washes over her, however.

*"What if he's not a creep? What if he's like*
me? She'll skin him alive for breaching our security either way. I'm going to
go say hi."

*"ARE YOU INSANE? Fine fine. Don't come crying*
to me if he has his way with you."

A few minutes later, Arthur's excited face is met
with a smaller one. Her eyes, although curious and kind, are cautious and
filled with a skepticism. She slowly echoes his question. )

...Hello?

**Arthur:**

  ( *Arthur stops, and*
though he looks frightened for a moment, he relaxes. This woman looked kind. He
felt silly, an adult who couldn't remember what exactly this place was, but it
still begged to be asked. *) Oh! Um, my apologies? I didn't rememb- I*
didn't know anyone was here..

**Silverliné Carew:**

  ( *"aw look! He's as scared as you*
are!"*)*

( The corners of her mouth twitch for a moment,
briefly flashing a small amused smile. )

Didn't know.. other people were here? That's...

( *~~" a pretty great accomplishment. "~~*

*Rude.* )

... pretty hard to do. With all due respect sir,
this place may be easy to hide in, but it is loud and busy.

( *"...Did you just invite him to squat*
with you?*)*

Have you not been here long?

**Arthur:**

  Not at all -- well, actually, I
could be wrong...my memory comes and goes. What I did last *week* is
beyond me...

**Silverliné Carew:**

  ( She eyes him thoughtfully. ) Hmm okay. Well fair
enough! You happen to be on the doorstep of the Society for Arcane Sciences!

( *"so... If you can't remember, why*
are you here?"*)*

( She clears her throat, a gesture not unnecessary
given all the mucus. )

So wh-what brings you here?

**Arthur:**  **Silverliné Carew:** • 6 months ago

( *He seems to blank for a*
moment.*) I don't know..*

**Silverliné Carew:**

  You... don't know?

( She stands for a moment, trying to think of how
next to respond. Suddenly she brightens. )

Do you have a letter?

**Arthur:**

  Umm.. ( *He pats himself*
down, before shrugging.*) ..no.*

**Silverliné Carew:**

  Did you-

...No, you probably wouldn't remember if someone
asked you here.

( She cocks her head to the right. )

...How
did you find this place?