Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150313031249/@comment-14800267-20150317021933

((Jumping in ;) ))

They were late, but that wasn't unusual. They didn't have any clocks or watches in their room or on their person and usually went by the postion of the sun or stars, so realistically they were doing quite well to be walking in to the only sparsely populated room. Especially seeing Jane had been unusually reluctant and slow to get ready this morning.

Esmee was buzzing with excitement. Her Da had reminded her about this day in a untidily scrawled letter included in her latest care package. He wasn't terribly literate and writing letters was tricky, so he must have put something really exciting in the box waiting. Something tugged at the back of her mind, something unusual, but she pushed it away as soon as she caught sight of the windows

"Whoa! Look Cap'n! They're all so pretty!" She looked around with huge eyes. Who had made these, she wondered. they were each a work of art- the whole room a labor of a lifetime. Had it been a fairy tale? Did the maker have their own window here? Was it one of her ancestors- always hard workers? Her train of thought vanished when she espied a run of windows Next to the Wonderland set.

"There we are!" She hurried her step, heading towards the Neverland windows.

As she waved to Alexandria as she passed she suddenly became aware of what was feeling wrong about the whole situation. She was leading. From the dorm to here, she had led the way, not the Captain. She paused short of her destination, looking over her shoulder to where Jane was- lagging quite a bit behind.

"Cap'n?"