Oh there's no place like London...

More like supporting her, I thought.

William: We approach my huge house and I grimace. "Alright, we're here. Do you think you'll be able to climb a ladder?"

Sorry, confused me. That's what I thought to
Nellie
"No. But where is it?" Whoa...he was rich. Like, really rich. What was he doing out this time of night, helping someone like me?

William: I lead her towards the back and then look at her. "Stay here while I climb up. I have an idea."

Nellie
I lean against the wall, squeezing my eyes shut

William: I easily climb into my room and start tying things together- a chair, come clothes, a lot of blankets. When I tie them all together, I look at my bandaged hands and slowly start start taking them off. The outlines of eyes pattern my arms and I put my thumb to my sharp teeth and start to bite down. I breath heavily as I feel my eyes start to go white. Control, I think. Stay in control. The eyes start to glow and then blink open. But only that much- I can't let her see me fully transformed. Even this is a risk, but I need the strength to heave her up. I grab the chair and start lowering it. "Sit down," I call, making sure to hide my face.

Nellie
Something sounded off...and this might not be a great idea, I relized. Strange guy, strange house, too injured to fight back...I sat in the chair anyway

gtg -_- for the night. Merry Christmas Eve!

Aw. Merry Chrostmas Eve!

Here!

Hey!

Where'd we leave off? Love the new charrie by the way XD

Hola children

Hi!

Hmm, well Dustin just left Violet's room and it's the middle of the night.

Thanks. I think I'll like him too.
And Alice and Simon went home, our charries were still talking to Noah, Dustin and Violet were still talking, Fitzwilliam/William found Nellie and is trying to help her out.

Yup. So are we wanting to continue talking to Noah and going to the train station? Dustin already left Violet, but maybe I can make him run into someone again. I luv that devious little urchin

Hm...well, I was gonna make everyoe head to the train station, but that can wait for now. He could bump into Lucy...

Hm, or better yet, Canary can bump into Lucy again so they can talk without the pressure of Edmund being there. Makes for more drama that way since they wouldnt have to worry about being (as) ladylike. Or Edmund could ditch Canary for Lucy, or something like that.

Nah, I like the idea of Edmund bumping into Lucy and Canary trying to duck out of there before she has to face her again.

Hehe. I like the idea of them all having to hang out together.

Edmund: Noah sighs and looks at his watch. "Be safe, guys. I need to check on Grandmother." He leaves for the caravan and that's when I see
her. "Lucy!" I call out in reaction and then instantly cup my hands over my mouth. Crap, what if I embarassed her? Stupid, stupid, stupid!

Lucy: I look over and smile when I see Edmund. But then I see her. The pawn shop girl. My eyes narrow as I wonder why they were together. Why is he spending so much time with her? How did they even meet up at this hour? Unless he's courting her... "Oh, hello," I say as Icwalk over, taking out my fan.

Canary: she smiled shyly, and suddenly became very aware of the locket in her pocket. "Hello," was all she could say.

Edmund: "L-Lucy," I say as I feel my face grow red.'"What are you doing out at this hour?" She smiles a bit and flutters her eyes. I think my heart might explode. "Funny, I could ask you the same thing," she says softly. "I just thought that it was a beautiful night and decided to take a walk. And you?" "Oh, well you know, I was suppose to start trainging today to take over and become a man, but then I kind of ran away. And I met Canary here not to long ago and thought she'd be able to help. And now we're planning to run away. But not together or anything! Or, no, I met not romantically! I was even gonna ask if you wanted to come!"

Lucy: I frown. Canary, huh? That was the girl's name? It fit her. She was nothing but an insignificant little bird. She was planning on taking Edmund away from me. "Oh," I say after a moment and then gently touch his shoulder. "Thank you for asking me to come along."

(Ouch ) Canary: her eyes fluttered down to her hands. Her stomach tied in a knot. Why did she feel so...broken, like a dropped china doll? She tried to push the feeling away, along with the urge to whistle. "You're always welcome," she said softly.

Edmund: "Yea, of course!" I say. It's all I can do not to pass out from her touch. But out of the corner of my eye, I see Canary frowning. "Canary?" I ask. "Are you ok? You're not having second thoughts about leaving, are you?"

Canary: she tries to look up again, and chose her words carefully. She wanted to dissapear. So she did. "No...I just think I'd better think it through some more. Maybe I'll take a walk, if you'll excuse me," she said softly, and her eyes flitted timidly to Edmund before she started to walk away.