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[This is a very comfy forest, really. The sunlight's warm, and Katie curls up near a fallen branch and near faceplants into a patch of new spring flowers and waits for Snow White to maybe come dancing through her dreams, or Bambi, or maybe a couple rebel fighters on an awesome speeder bike chase that she can help with. Ewoks, even. Look, it's her dream, okay. She'll will one of these things into existence if she can manage it.

It takes her a long while to realise she's not actually sleeping, and that's ... a little concerning. Because to her knowledge she doesn't make a habit of going to sleep anywhere other than her very cozy bed, and she doesn't remember why she'd be out here.

Sleepwalking. All the way out here? Kidnapped. Her parents aren't rich. By aliens. That's a little better, but still kind of worrying. There's a distinct level of nervous settling over her now because she's entirely alone in the middle of a place she doesn't recognise, and she's just not adventurous enough to want to be out here without any obvious way of getting home.

It's not her fault, is it? She can't get into trouble if it's not her fault. (Is today a school day?)

It's when she staggers upright, still yawning, that her foot catches on the edge of something and she thumps back down to earth with a startled sound, turning to glare at whatever she'd touched (why are her feet bare?), and stares at the journal lying in the grass with her name stencilled on the front. And Katie reaches for it, because if it has her name maybe it has an explanation, and... the sight of it touches off muzzy memories of its own. Familiar, somehow.

So she opens it.

Oh. She knows what this is.]

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...hello?

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[Jack. That's a familiar name. It settles her by degrees. She lives in his attic.

...just why she lives there, she's not quite sure, but that part will probably come back to her. One bit at a time. Kidnapping? She chews on her bottom lip.]

I suppose so...? I'm sort of in the middle of nowhere, and I'm not sure why.

Are you injured? Hurt? Is this nowhere near anything?

No! No, I'm okay. Um. I have no shoes. [If that counts for anything.] And it's forest. So I'm outside the village...somewhere.

Stay put! I'm coming!

[That's what magic compasses are for, right? And now that she's inside the barrier, it's not spinning madly.

Not TOO long from now the pirate will come trudging along through the spring woods, casting left and right in search of her.] Katie! Katie?

[It's okay, Katie will be a sensible little girl and stay right where she is. Besides, these flowers are pretty.

When she hears Jack coming, she goes to meet him, appearing from behind a tree with a faintly hopeful look. New feather dress and no shoes, but not a mark on her, except for the old scar on her wrist.]

Here I am.

Bugger, child! [Jack goes striding toward her.] New Feather clothing?!

[So often, New Feather clothing was reserved for those who'd died and come back. The hairs at the base of his neck begin to stand up.]

New what? [She blinks.]

[He kneels to get a better look at her face when he finally reaches her side.] Feather. New Feather. Darling? What's the last thing you remember?

[At very close proximity, her eyes might seem a little duller in colour than usual. Katie furrows her brow in confusion, because...well, about that.]

I think I was... having icecream. [Unsure, and a little nervous, but largely because Jack's concern is making her wonder if something happened she should really know about.] At a restaurant. I think? I sort of remember that part. I wasn't doing anything special.

[He searches her face.] Ice cream. Was the restaurant Seventh Heaven? Did the metal men take you? Or...

[or was this death?]

I think so...? [She's a little fuzzy on the name.] I don't remember any metal men. [She bites her lip. She's fairly confident she left the restaurant, too, but she can't remember anything solid after that.] I don't know what happened.

You want to come home, then? I'll feed you cheese and crackers?

Oh! Cheese. [And crackers. And her stomach gives a small growl, so she gives a relieved smile.] Yes, please.

Come on then. Erm.........you want to bring us, or shall we walk? [He means the flick.]

Bring us...? I don't know the way back.

[Odd thing for him to say.]

[Odd thing for her to say...]

Right. Come on, then. With me. Take you home.

Okay! Oh, but I should let the Professor know you're here, first.

[So she will do that, and then happily follow him.]

Professor? What professor? [But he has already started the walk back, glancing over his shoulder and beckoning for her to hurry it up. Concerned. Worried.]

[She scurries after him then, fumbling to open her journal.] Professor... the teacher. Miss-- Miss Raine. She was worried.

Mistress Raine? [He stops.] Go on, then -- let her know you're safe. With myself.

All right.

[And Katie will do just that.]

She wants to come and check on me in a bit.

She knows she's welcome any time at ours.

Okay. [Looking hopeful.] Is it okay if Sanji brings fish?

[Everyone in this village wants to fatten her up.]

Erm...aye! If that's what you fancy, lass!

[Sorry, Jack. |D]

I always fancy fish. But I think I fancy going home more. [If you don't mind, she's just going to latch a couple of fingers on your sleeve.]

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