irony is golden here.

[smupette]

Characters: Jade Harley and Sis Strider.
Format: Prose. With some text.
This log is: Closed.
Location: Downtown.

In an act to educate herself about all of Dave's friends. Sis decides she would be best to talk to Miss Jade Harley. Sis does not however know the proper conduct in greeting someone, or finding them for the matter. She heads downtown; it is here Sis assumes Jade Harley will be located. She tips her glasses down, there is a girl standing at a merchandise cart.


She looks to be in her young teens. Awkward, and buck toothed. There was only one way to test if this was indeed the Jade Harley she was looking for. She slides her PDA out of her pocket, finds her contact, and sends her a text.

are you downtown right now?
are you standing by a merchandise cart?
im just curious.
if you're not the person i'm looking for, i sincerely apologize beforehand.
i'm looking for a jade harley.
are you jade harley?


if the answer is yes. i need to speak with you.

Comments

[greenspaces]

Jade wasn't even paying attention to the merchandise she was standing next to; staring off into the middle distance had become sort of a hobby lately, and she's doing that right now. But her PDA vibrates, and she sticks a bandaged hand in a pocket to fish it out. The text is a color she doesn't recognize -- she briefly has a moment where she panics because she can't remember the word orange and instead thinks something like the color of a goldfish -- but she decides to answer anyway.

um
yes that is me, and that is where i am standing
but how do you know that?
and why do you need to speak with me........?

[smupette]

do you know dave strider?
rather at this point i should be asking you...
do you remember him?
if the answer is yes
do you know what is wrong with him? besides getting beat up
im not sure how to "handle" him properly

as for how i know where you are??
im closer than you think

Sis sends the text, still looking down upon the girl. She took in her appearance. Too skinny, frail looking and bandaged up. Maybe this girl needed some help of her own. Sis would willingly provide it if she knew how. Kids just didn't seem to be her forte anymore; and she couldn't put her finger on the reason why.

She pulls out her PDA one more time.

as for my identity.
you may call me sis strider

She can't seem to remember her name anyways.

[greenspaces]

yes, of course......
dave is my best friend
and what do you mean, wrong with him?
dave is just fine i think
unless you mean that he is mute, but i would like to say that that does not mean he is 'wrong'
ok??







oh
so you are real :o

[smupette]

Sis hops down from the building, and next to Jade. Wow, this girl was really a keeper wasn't she? She places a hand on Jade's shoulder. Does this confirm her realness? Because there are plenty of of other ways she can prove it to you.

"I am as real as a Strider gets, Jade Harley." She chuckles. "Now, as for Dave." She has to think about this. See, Sis kind of lost her parenting skills. "He's blowing me off by telling me nothing is wrong with him."

Yet, everything seemed to be wrong.