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[jammingwith]

[Edward has climbed a tree! She's hanging upside down from a branch and is throwing breadcrumbs down at pigeons. It's unclear as to whether she's trying to feed them or make them scatter.]

Heeeeey birdie birdies! The bread is red but if you sped so full of dread to the water shed you'd be led around the bed and be fed until you're dead!

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[gredn0tforge.livejournal.com]

[APPLAUSE FROM NEARBY because that was a fabulous rhyme.]

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Twists to look around and see who applauded.]

Hey hey hey who's theeeere?

[gredn0tforge.livejournal.com]

[Ducking quickly behind the tree and possibly trying not to laugh. Have a dead serious tone.]

Nobody, o' course. I've been living in your head all week.

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Hmmm... she suspects foul play, but it's FUN foul play, so she'll play along! She crosses her arms, still comfortably hanging upside-down.]

Oh! I didn't notice!

[gredn0tforge.livejournal.com]

[Trying to make his voice sound ~spooky~]

Ignoring me, were you?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Griiiins and tilts her head]

Ed's head's a busy plaaace. Probably why she didn't notice yoooou.

[gredn0tforge.livejournal.com]

Just have to clean it out then, won't I?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

Oh, please don't. Ed likes it the way it is.

[gredn0tforge.livejournal.com]

Can't even paint the walls?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

Weeeeeeeell, walls are okay. Long as it's not an ugly color. Ed likes lots of pretty colors.

[gredn0tforge.livejournal.com]

Red it is.

[notinyourhand.livejournal.com]

[Mello had been walking past. And is now stopping to watch. He doesn't appear all that interested, but. WTH?]

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[LOL HEY THERE.]

Oh helloooooo. Who're you? [Another piece of bread goes down to the birds!]

[notinyourhand.livejournal.com]

[Oh, damn. He was just about to start walking away, too.]

Mello. Comfortable?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[YOU WILL NOT ESCAPE TEH EDWAAARD. SHE SEES ALL!]

Hiii. I'm Edward.

Yes, it's very comfortable. Would you like to tryyy?

[notinyourhand.livejournal.com]

[blink]

No thanks.

[aaaand, turning away again to leave]

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[No wait, don't leave! Now Ed's curious! She drops down from the tree, and no, she doesn't land on her feet, but she lands in a way that doesn't break any bones and that's enough. She dances around to face the new person and just stops and looks.]

[notinyourhand.livejournal.com]

[Nonono, Mello's supposed to be the master of bizarre stares. :<]

What?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Bizarre? She's just looking! With big eyes!]

You smell like chocolate.

[notinyourhand.livejournal.com]

[...How old is this girl and why is she allowed out without a leash and a shrink to walk her?]

What, you want some? [produces a bar from his coat pocket] Take it.

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Oooh, really? Biiiig smile for you, friend!]

Really? [Takes chocolate slowly, looks at it, and promptly sits down. She breaks it in half, puts one half in her mouth and holds the other half out to the blondie.]

[tickingshadows.livejournal.com]

[Staaaare.]

... Quite the rhyme.

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Well if you're going to stare, have a staaaaaaaaaare right back!]

Thank you thank you!

[tickingshadows.livejournal.com]

[Okay, Ed wins the staring contest.] Uh, you're welcome.

Are you new? Haven't seen you 'round here before.

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[:D]

Yes, Edward is new here-here. But not at not-here here.

Who're yoooou?