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[molotov]

[Sometimes, losses strike at odd times. Of day, that is.

Molotov's afternoon nap went as normal. It was only when she woke up that it was different. She was different.

When she was a little girl before, Molotov never went to the town. So now she's lost. Not scared, but lost. The town is pretty, though, and really that's enough for a six-year-old to stay entertained. There's lots of windows to look through, and a fountain to play in, and birds to chase.

But she needs to get home to the castle eventually…]

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[assassino]

[Ezio spots her from a distance, and then gets closer to see if that's who he thinks it is. After all, when does he ever, ever see that vivid red hair on anyone but Molotov?

He whistles to get her attention.]

[molotov]

[Molotov is chasing around a stray cat when she hears the whistle. Looking up sharply, she glances around for a moment before spotting him.

The prince! It's the prince!

And princes are definitely not stranger danger, so she beams and runs toward him.]

[assassino]

[He chuckles at her reaction and drops down to one knee, arms open. C'mere, girl. Come get a hug!]

[molotov]

[Yes, yes she will do exactly that! She flies into his arms and wraps her own around his neck, laughing.]

You are here!

[assassino]

I am!

[He catches her and lifts her as he straightens up.]

Hello, piccolina. What has you in the city today?

[hellshaped]

[Oh no, lost children...

Hellboy's never quite sure if he's going to scare the hell out of a kid or not, but he does his best to look friendly as he cautiously approaches her.] Are you okay?

[molotov]

[Molotov, bless her little baby heart, cannot remember Hellboy's name. But she remembers him, and really, isn't that the important part?]

You took off your bow.

[hellshaped]

[That's okay, because Hellboy didn't even recognize her until she said that. In fact, he stares at her for a long second afterward, until it finally clicks.

Damn.]

I lost it.

[molotov]

I can make you another one.

[hellshaped]

Maybe later. Should you be out here by yourself? Are you lost?

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[Oh hey, it's a lost child. Bunny wanders over carefully, never sure if the little ankle biters can see him or not]

You okay there?

[molotov]

[Molotov

just

stares.



Giant bunny. It's so beautiful.]

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[Oh hey, she can see him, that's helpful]

Are you new here, bugalugs?

[You know you want to pet the giant bunny, Mol]

[molotov]

[She really does...]

I was at the castle once before, but I just woke up here.

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

You were? So you're...an old resident?

[samson]

[Brock was on his way to bring Molotov lunch when he noticed this little redheaded girl running around near Molotov's office.

Goddammit. Really, castle? Ugh...]

Hey...

[molotov]

[She glances over from where she's stalking a waddling pigeon, and smiles.]

Hi, Scrambled Eggs Hair!

[samson]

[Son of a bitch......]

It's Brock. Hi. When did you get here?

[molotov]

Earlier! I was napping and I woke up in this place I never seen before, and then I came outside.

[gottaknockhard]

[What not to expect when you're strolling through town. Spike unfortunately recognizes her, so he can't pretend that he doesn't once he does the obvious double-take.]

... [Would Brock blame him if he kept walking, or is he obligated here? Damn favors keep adding up.... So he forces himself to approach her, trying his best not to be creepy about it. Maybe she'll recognize him.

Too late now.]

How's it going? [What is talking to kids.]

[molotov]

[STRANGER DANGER, Molotov simply hides behind a sign, peeking around the edge at him.]

[gottaknockhard]

[She's not going to make this easy. Spike sighs and takes a quick glance over his shoulder before slowly stepping closer.]

I guess I shouldn't assume you can't take care of yourself. [Talking to the sign, to keep his distance. Suddenly feeling very saint-like for this act of charity.] You don't remember me, huh?

[molotov]

[She hides completely, but answers anyway.]

I do not know you.

[whistles_the_blues]

[Well there's a new face. Blues was just taking a stroll around town when he caught sight of her. While she seemed entertained Blues couldn't help but notice she didn't exactly seem to know where she was going. Not to mention a child shouldn't really be out and about by herself, right?]

Hey, what are you up to?

[molotov]

[Molotov just spares him a glance and shrugs.] Playing.