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Random scenario test drive meme! For all you thinking about apping to our fair game. Because all our characters are the modern reincarnates of the people we canon reviewed for, you need a modern AU! Post your character with a couple details about who they are now. Use a prompt to set the scene! And tag around.

RAIN: The weather sucks and you gotta share a bus stop, overhang, or other cozy space with someone.

MONSTERS IN THE PARK: Doesn't really matter what they are, it's time to run and/or fight!

NEW ECHO: augh you were minding your own business in public and now you have feathers for hair, or you just had a vivid flashback to being a wizard, or suddenly you have your preincarnation's clothes on. Someone help! Or point and laugh, that works too.

NORMAL DAY AT THE MALL OR WHEREVER: Slice of life happens too!

WILD CARD: You can't be contained by these paltry prompts! Get out there and combine them or make your own!

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A - Rain

[The sound of rain was one of the most soothing sounds in the world. It was a wonderful act of nature that brought life to the world, and Magdalena hated it. Or at the very least, she hated being stuck out in it. It was something even she had never really been able to explain, because the dislike of rain went back farther than she could remember. There were no frightening stories, no comical antics that she could recall that might have incited this strange aversion.

So needless to say she was more than a little peeved at herself for not checking the weather today. That was something she really ought to get into the habit of doing. If she had, she might have thought to bring an umbrella today and she wouldn't have been caught off guard with the downpour that came from nowhere.

By the time she had managed to find the nearest shelter--the verandah of someone's house--she had been completely soaked to the bone. Great. Just great. She only hoped that whoever lived here wouldn't mind her waiting it out.]

D - Normal Day

This place would always be home for Maggie. The smell of books both new and used was more familiar to her than anything else. Back when her mother manned the family bookshop full time she'd always bring her in here. All her life Maggie had lived, breathed, and fed off books which would account for her bibliophile nature now.

Now here she was managing the store. It was a tiny but comfortable place called The Winding Way. The sort of place that was easily missed as it was a shop in the basement of another building, accessible by some narrow, steep stairs from the sidewalk above. Yet once inside it was warm and invited, cramped with shelves on all walls full of everything you could think of, from the classics to the most bizarre and obscure of books. In the back was a small lounging area and Maggie was seated at the front behind a counter near the entrance, idly playing on her laptop.

When the door open she lifted her gaze from it and smiled at the newcomer

Welcome.

E - Wild Card [closed]

Maggie had watched the movers for the past couple of days, curious to see if she could discover what kind of people her new neighbors would be. The furniture had not been much, and she had seen nothing that hinted as to their being kids so it must not have been a very big family--really, a part of her figured it was someone living on their own much like herself.

Whatever the case a move was always an exciting and nerve-wracking thing. She remembered moving into her college dorm, then moving from her mother's home. Those memories were drove her to start collecting things from stores and around her home that she didn't need--a welcome basket to help with those first couple of days when they would doubtless need to do a lot of unpacking. Foods that didn't need cooking, bathroom supplies, snacks, a bottle of wine and some flowers. That should be sufficient.

Curiosity was now growing alongside her desire to be helpful. Just what would her new neighbor be like? Well, it was time to find out. With that, she gave the door a firm knock.

Edited 2013-10-28 14:05 (UTC)

Moving was a taxing process. To be fair, Kavi never really expected to move once his college years were done, but here he was. He packed up and moved to the place his sister had left. There was some kind of irony in that, but he wasn't going to actively look for it. It wasn't like he was jumping at the chance to apply at Karson's school of all places either. Poor kid. Kavi hadn't gotten around to shooting his nephew a message to tell him either. That's what moving did to him - rattled him enough that some things were just forgotten in the flurry of thoughts and ragged preparation for this.

He was nowhere near done, though. Yes, the furniture was situated just how he wanted it ( for now ). Boxes were piled in every room it seemed like. It would take a solid day or two to go through them meticulously and ensure all his knickknacks and treasures were put in their proper places. Kavi was on his couch at the moment, taking a much needed minute to himself. He would have to show up at the school tomorrow so there would be no time to start the perilous unpacking process. Perfect opportunity to just breathe...

Or so he thought. The knock at the door made him jump then squint. Kavi wasn't expecting anyone. No one he knew, anyway. Perhaps one of the movers forgot something behind. "One moment."

Pushing himself off of his ( far too comfortable ) couch, Kavi made his way back to the door. Instead of one of those burly men that had been hefting furniture, what he saw was definitely a surprise. "Ah. Can I help you?"

Somehow Maggie found herself surprised as well. She had not been expecting anything in particular of her neighbors and yet she found Kavi...wholly unexpected for reasons she couldn't quite pinpoint. Fortunately the surprise came almost as quickly as it had come and she greeted him with a bright smile.

"Howdy, neighbor!" She couldn't help but use a cliched as possible tone for the over enthusiastic neighbor. Then she reminded herself this person was still a stranger and might take her too seriously--best to tone it down a notch.

"Hi. I'm Magdalena. I live right to your...right," She angled her head in the direction of her home, "thought I'd drop by and say hi and" she held out the basket towards him, "give you a little help."

Now Kavi was halfway wishing he looked more presentable than what he did. A brush through his hair might have done wonders. He looked more tired than what he was, definitely. Still the smile coupled with the greeting brought one of his own to his lips. At least it was good to know that he was moving into a friendly environment. This girl? Completely on top of it.

"First," he said, reaching out for the basket. "Let me take this off of your hands and thank you. Then I can at least introduce myself and invite you in... Though it's not much to look at."

In all likelihood Maggie wouldn't notice. Given how her hair was more often than not a wild, bushy thing she'd never be one to criticize anyone else's hair. In any case he had the valid excuse of being busy with moving in. She had none.

"Well I'm sure soon enough you'll have it in tip top shape. It's not all that long ago I was in your same position." And some boxes may or may not still be unpacked but hey. Those items were doing just fine in their boxes.

"I just hope that nothing was broken in the process," he sighed, stepping aside to allow Maggie in. Kavi would look at the contents of the gift later, but for now he simply put it on the kitchen counter. It would be all right there for a few minutes.

He straightened a moment later and held out his hand. "I'm Kavi, by the way."

The place wasn't completely unfamiliar to her. She had babysat for the family that had lived here previously but Maggie couldn't help but give the place a curious look over nonetheless, just to see what had been unpacked.

The hand was taken without hesitation and she gave him a firm handshake. "Nice to meet you, Kavi. I hope you'll grow to like it here. It's a nice and quiet neighborhood." Or as quiet as a neighborhood in a city like this could get. Maggie at the very least appreciated it.

"If you don't mind my asking, where are you coming from?"

"I have family in the area so I hope that will make it easier," he chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck.

Kavi released the hand and took a step back. He gestured for Maggie to take a seat. A polite gesture, if anything. There really wasn't much he could offer besides that anyway.

"Ah... Well obviously I'm not from here. I'm coming from Fort Wayne."

Maggie took the offer seat, smoothing down her skirt.

"Fort Wayne in...Indiana?" She'd never really had the chance to travel outside of the city, barring a couple field trips back in school. The only memorable ones really being the one she took with the choir. It had been the only home she had ever known, born and raised here by her mother.

"How as it there?"

Kavi decided to stand. He didn't think it would be all that appropriate to sit next to someone he just met. Standing would be preferable for now. He was content with leaning against the countertop. Just chatting.

"Yes. Decent sized city with a fair amount of traffic. You can find it in the middle of cornfields in summer and endless mounts of snow in winter."

Maggie honestly didn't know much about Fort Wayne, beyond it just being in Indiana. Cornfields did sound nice though. For all the love she held for this town which was all she had ever known she did wish to one day settle down elsewhere. Somewhere not quite as big. Closer to forests or mountains.

"Does sound nice," a pause before amending with a small laugh, "well, perhaps the snow not so much. I was never very good with the cold. Winter is coming much too soon." Much, much too soon. She'll actually need to start driving.

"You probably won't see much of that in this place but there is definitely a lot to do if you know where to look."

"Not much of what? Corn or snow?" he teased. "Here I was hoping to sort of avoid them both."

It wasn't as if the area was horrid. Hot, humid summers and harsh winters happened to be the norm for a good portion of the Midwest. What Kavi was thankful for, when moving to Indiana for the first time was less snow. Less wind too, for that matter. It was nice to be able to walk downtown and not have to entirely worry about if the windchill from the lake was going to drive temperatures down into warning levels.

Her eyes crinkled "Unfortunately you still won't be spared from the treachery is snow. Though I do imagine it's nowhere near as bad as it was out there. The city is pretty good about getting the streets cleaned quickly.

"So I figure it was that family you mentioned that brought you here? Or did the cold really chase you away?" She teased right back, feeling fairly comfortable doing so. He seemed like a pretty chill guy, as far as first impressions went. She hoped she wasn't wrong in that assumption, last thing she wanted to do was overstep her boundaries.

Kavi laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Most cities do. It's just every now and then the snow and ice will end up overwhelming the snow plows or take them unawares."

Ah, now the real question. What brought him from the land of corn and occasional ice storms to the City of Locke. Yes, there was family here. Though that was not his actual motivation for doing so. Granted, it would be nice to actually get to know Karson. He was family...

"I would love to say that it was purely to be close to my nephew, but I'm not that great of a person. There was a job opening and I decided to take it. The fact that my nephew lives here is a happy boon."

Maggie could understand that. She loved her mother more than anything but it was nice when she started traveling--she didn't have to worry about being dragged off on some crazy escapade. Honestly that woman how more energy in her than Maggie herself. There were time she worried about what she might be getting up to bu at the very least Maria checked up with her once every two or so weeks.

She shifted back on the couch, settling more comfortably on it drawing some of her hair away from her face to tuck it behind her ear. A simple silver earring, shaped like the Leo symbol encrusted with a tiny peridot piece.

"What kind of job?" She hoped she wasn't being too nosy but. Maggie just always was genuinely curious to learn more about others. Seeing where they came from, where they went, nothing was more inspirational than the lives of others when it came to writing her stories.

The shimmer of silver caught his eye. It was perhaps her zodiac. He didn't realize she even wore any type of jewelry. Then again, Maggie did have quite a bit of hair on her. Kavi was sort of reminded of a lion and his mane, with the way that hers seemed to consume the space around her. His eyes lingered on the earring, perhaps a little longer than he realized. Her question brought his attention from her ear to her face.

"Oh. Well I took up a position at the high school as a guidance councilor," Kavi smiled. "I'm sure Karson will be thrilled."

Sarcasm. Kavi never told his nephew that he would be taking up residence in the city. There was a part of him that believed that Karson would likely not care either way. No, the man would just simply surprise the boy on the first day of school. Oh the look on the kid's face...

She laughed a little at his tone. "That is the nephew, I take it?" She was a tough wistful. She was an only child so that meant no nephews or nieces for her. There were plenty of cousins to be had, however, and some of them had children that she enjoyed doting on. She only ever saw them during family gathers since they were so spread out.

"Yes... He can be quite," Kavi paused, looking for the right way of putting it. "He can be vocal about his opinions.

Maggie bit her lip to suppress a smile.

"Sounds a bit like my mother. She needs to make sure she's heard, and once she sets her mind to something there is no stopping her, no matter how unreasonable it is." Which was more than a little frustrating but after so many years Maggie had just learned to deal with it. In all honesty she would be lying if she said none of that stubborness had been passed onto her. She liked to think she wasn't quite as bad though.

"But better that than the other extreme of never speaking up, I feel." If only because she imagined never being heard of being that self conscious would be awful lonesome.

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