[Online, posted in "Seeking"]

[womenwouldgrieve]

I suppose there's no choice but to participate in this "game" if we want to regain our memories and abilities -- and possibly find a way home, too.

My name is Edgar, and I'm a Player this round. If anyone would care to be my Weapon, there's a Memory Charm in it for you.

Comments

[womenwouldgrieve]

[a girl! Hmmm] Of course.

SUDDENLY, ACTION!

[bitofafiction]

[Sherlock leaves the computer without another word and sets off to find his Player. The common room of Red dorm ought to be a logical place to start.]

[themerryway]

[ And there she is, reading a book quietly. ]

[bitofafiction]

Excuse me.

[themerryway]

Ah, hello, Sherlock! [ closes her book, stands. ] How can I help you?

[bitofafiction]

I'm considering asking you to transfer me to another Player. Would you like to meet with him?

[themerryway]

I'd love to. What's his name?

[bitofafiction]

Edgar. He'll be waiting for us in the courtyard at three o'clock.

[themerryway]

Ah... then we ought to go right away. [ And she steps in that direction, waiting first for him to walk with her. ]

[bitofafiction]

[He tucks his hands into the pockets of his jacket and walks with Euphie to the courtyard.]

[womenwouldgrieve]

[Shortly after they arrive, Edgar shows up. Unlike many of the students here, he's chosen to remain dressed in his clothing from home rather than the school uniform.

He notices two other students nearby, and approaches them. Could they be who he's waiting for? Even if they aren't, he has to get that pink-haired girl's name.]

[themerryway]

[ And she doesn't waste time before introducing herself. ] Hello! Are you Edgar? I'm Euphie.

[bitofafiction]

[Sherlock observes Edgar's arrival, but waits for him to answer Euphie before joining the conversation.]

[womenwouldgrieve]

Yes, I am. Euphie? That's such a lovely name. I'm honored to make your acquaintance.

[was there someone else here? because Edgar is paying him no mind.]

[themerryway]

[ She smiles ] Thank you... it's good to meet you as well, Edgar. Um-- Sherlock said you were interested in taking him as your Weapon, is that right?

[bitofafiction]

[He raises his eyebrows slightly.]

[womenwouldgrieve]

[oh, right. He continues to smile, and nods to Sherlock.]

That's right, though I can't imagine why he would wish to leave your side. I certainly wouldn't.

[bitofafiction]

[quietly] You offered me a Memory Charm.

[themerryway]

[ Oh my. This man certainly is charming. She blushes just a little and smiles nervously. ] Ah, did he really? I can see why you'd be tempted, then, Sherlock.

[womenwouldgrieve]

That's true, I did. [Hmm, an interesting reaction.]

According to the manual I was given, all that need be done is for you, Miss Euphie, to tell your glove that you'll be transferring Sherlock to me.

[bitofafiction]

[He nods.]

That is the case as far as I know, yes.

[themerryway]

Yes! Umm... [ she digs through her pocket and pulls out the glove. Putting it over her hand, she speaks into her palm ] I'd like to transfer Sherlock to Edgar, thank you. [ Then puts the glove away. ] That should do it... is the mark different now?

[womenwouldgrieve]

The mark? [He skimmed over that section of the manual. He pulls his PDA from his pocket and turns it on] I'm not sure, but I do recall seeing some sort of option on this device for tracking the Weapons that I... er, "own". [he says the word with disdain, while scrolling through the functions trying to find what he was looking for]

[bitofafiction]

[with a slight smile] At least that is a better test than shaking your hand and seeing if it hurts.

[themerryway]

Oh, my mistake then... umm... [ she peers over at the device Edgar holds ] Yes, that seems like a good idea.