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Somewhere between the walls of the Fandom High dorms to underneath the city of London, Tuesday

With classes over for the semester, Arietty found herself with a lot of free time on her hands. And when a borrower was at loose ends, a borrower went, well, borrowing.

( In which a borrower goes exploring, and finds something she thought she had lost forever )

She was in such a rush to get back to the Underground and her borrower world, she completely forgot to make note of their path. By the time she remembered and went to relocate the portal between the London tunnels and the Fandom dorms, she'd completely lost the way. But she could find her way to James' house, and the rooms beneath the old clock, and her anxious mum and her blustering dad, and though she'd miss her Fandom friends something fierce, there was really and truly no place like home.

[ooc: and Arietty is out! She was lovely to play, but missed her family far too terribly. Thanks, all!]

Somewhere in the walls of the dorms, Friday evening

It was borrowing season, and Arietty wasn't taking being stuck in Fandom very well. It was bad enough that she wasn't going to make it home to her parents' place beneath James' grandmother's clock, or help out her father when he went to borrow all the strawberry cremes from the chocolate assortment. She wasn't going to be able to sneak into the church's nativity scene with Spiller again to hear the beans sing, and she wasn't even going to get to wish James a happy Christmas.

No, on top of all that, Fandom had decided to be weird again. It'd turned her sleeping bag into a peppermint scented mess -- which Eggletina had promptly eaten -- and then taunted her with lots of borrower lights up for grabs all over, only to have them turn back into giant bean lamps by the next morning. And the polar bears had been bad enough that Eggletina had refused to even leave her nest behind the vent in Arietty's room all day. How was a borrower meant to enjoy the most plentiful season of the year if everything could just change on her in an instant? She couldn't, could she?

There was nothing to do but to hide in the walls and sulk, which would be what Arietty had done all day. But then, just as night was starting to fall, she heard them, the scritching of their terrible claws against the wooden studs, the hiss of their breath through their wicked teeth.

Gremlins.

Arietty had only enough time to grab her little dart gun and hope that the irritation would be enough to drive the beasts off before they arrived, two of them towering over her as they stretched to their full height, bits of insulation caught on the tips of their ears. The taller one grunted, glaring down at her with eerie yellow and red eyes, and opened its mouth to display its fangs --

And started to sing.

Right. Okay, then.

[ooc: establishy, unless someone else has a reason to be skulking in the dorm walls.]

OOC: Availability Gavotte

(Why yes, I may have just googled "Victorian dances" for my subject line.)

Hi! So, in . . . two and a half hours, I shall be heading off to the airport to fly to Wisconsin (in the dead of early winter, yes) for a steampunk convention!

I'm only bringing along my tablet and phone, and in theory will be highly entertained by immersion steampunk adventures (to the moon?), so I will be terribly, terribly scarce until Monday night, when I must return sadly to real life.

'Cause, yeah, I'm always so active on weekends, anyway.

Aaaaaaanyway, see you all on the flipside!

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The sky over Fandom, Saturday night

The fruit bat -- Junfry, he told her -- had insisted that they wait until after dark to venture outside of Arietty's room.

It was a long, impatient day for the borrower.

But he more than made up for it, now. Arietty had rigged up a harness not unlike the one she used for Eggletina, and was now clinging to Junfry's back as he flew in large, arcing loops over the island.

Anyone passing below might hear an odd, dopplering "eeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeee" as they flew.

This was the best random weekend ever.

[ooc: establishy, yis]

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Info post: the "I'm really just about to run out the door for the weekend" edition

So let's just say that this is pretty much an availability notice, too. I'm about to run out the door to spend the weekend at the beach with just a tablet and keyboard, so there will maybe not be a lot of my posting.

Or maybe there will be.

I dunno.

Anyways, no one new, so you get it short'n'sweet:

( The really very tiny person )

( The pink pony )

( The food wizard )

( The kilted punk )

( The over-excited physicist )

( The weirdo at the keyboard )

That took longer than I'd hoped, and I barely did more than cut and paste. I FLEE!

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Voicemail

"HELLO! YOU HAVE REACHED ARIETTY CLOCK! I'M EITHER VERY BUSY, OR VERY FAR AWAY FROM MY PHONE JUST NOW, SO LEAVE ME A MESSAGE AFTER THE BEEP!"

*beep!*

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OOC: I got on this infopost bandwagon before it was cool

There's not so much to know about Arietty, really. She's from the BBC's 2011 adaptation of The Borrowers, and she's your average, fairly sheltered sixteen year old, suddenly unleashed on the world. She's arrogant and opinionated and out for adventure and love and all the other things she's only ever read about in books before. She's brave and can be very kind, and while she's not going to trust a single one of you all starting out, she'll be interested in making new friends soon enough. Really, she's a perfectly normal teenage girl.

( Who's four inches tall. )

( Now you don't see her )

( That 'borrowing' thing )

tl;dr: Arietty is really probably much smaller than you, knows when you're coming, and wants to steal your stuff. But she's totally a nice person and will be your friend if you don't try to dissect or eat her!