OOM: Oswin's Visit To Goldkrone

[herr_bookman]

The morning mist has burned away this Saturday, and the cobblestone streets glisten with dew in Goldkrone. People mill around, getting ready for the day and greeting one another. There are no cars on the streets, but the occasional horse is put to use. Autor leads Oswin through a door near his school from Milliways.

"[Remember,]" he says in French, "[I've told my mother you're coming, so try to... I don't know, act natural? But not too natural. I don't want her scandalized.]"

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[herr_bookman]

Autor hesitates. "[Okay. You don't have to come outside,]" he says eventually, flicking a pebble over the edge. "[I'll just be happy with you coming out here. Are you ready to head back to the bar?]"

[souffle_girlek]

"[I suppose so.]" There is the urge to run and go on running. She's clever, she could find a place here, she could survive. There's also no computers - this is good, and bad, she does feel a little disconnected without her computer under her fingertips, but it's definitely unlike the Ayslum. More than that, there will be a war here soon, and she's pretty sure that she's just not capable of surviving that.

"[It will get dark soon, I think.]"

[herr_bookman]

"[We can stay until nightfall,]" Autor offers, nudging the wall with his foot. "[Just, you know, if you wanted to.]"

[souffle_girlek]

"[Well. I don't have to. Because I can come back.]" She gives Autor a side-long grin, and pushes herself away from the wall.

[herr_bookman]

Autor smiles at her. "[Fair enough,]" he says, and leads the way downstairs and to his school, back to the bar.