[Accidental Voice -> Deliberate Voice]

[flickerflash]

[And this early evening, the journal will pick up the sound of one small British girl muttering to herself.]

Well, this is very rude. It didn't snow last autumn, you know. I think I ought to complain.

[Huff. Followed by a small ow, barely heard. And silence. Then finally:]

Oh!  [And the journal is picked up finally.  Because you, the townsfolk, should know the answer to this question.  Clearly.]  Did we get visited by aliens in the night? I think I've been experimented on. [Okay, that is totally the best thing ever.] I hope they looked like Elvis clones.

Has anyone seen my cat?

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[voice]

[all7seas]

[Now this voice is very familiar. And it generates an odd mix of emotions in the pirate. Gladness, for one---then worry---then fear---then gladness, again. Finally:]

Who's Elvis, Silvertoes Kate?

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Katie! You're back! [Vash tries to remind himself he shouldn't be this happy over a kid being in Luceti, but he's missed you!]

[ voice ]

[wise_maiden]

[... Katie.

She's not entirely sure how to feel about that. The youthful voice, the young face. And does she remember? Always a curiosity, that girl.

Still there is that guilty feeling of being glad to see someone again, even in a place like this. The trouble with missing people when they're gone.]

... have you gotten to somewhere warm yet?

[Because priorities.]

[herotypical]

[ buffy hardly knows the girl. had only just been maybe sorta getting to know her. porridge. the effect her disappearance had inspired in sparrow. the sadness. the confusion, afterwards.

gently: ] You're back.

[Voice]

[markofthewise]

[Well. We can't have Sokka acting like he's happy to see her back.]

Have you checked the closest mirror?

[ action ]

[markofthebrave]

[School is out, Katie, did you know? That means Katara is hard at work. Building. A sledding monstracity. She's already had Zuko test it out, and now she is adding another tunnel. Because that is what you do with left-over snow. Due to this intense work, you may see her before she sees you.]

[Voice]

[concasse]

[There is suddenly a very, very intrigued pirate chef staring into his journal, looking more than a little hopeful]

... If we did, I missed the party.

[Voice] I'M HERE NOW

[soulpowered]

[Well Brook was in the middle of stuffing his face that he doesn't have and messing around in the music room all at once before Sanji yanked him aside with some surprising news.

Needless to say: Journal. Get.]

...Katie-san!