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boys and girls of every age,

WHO: Eleven + various
WHERE: De Chima, any city
WHEN: First week of November
WHAT: Gettin' settled
WARNINGS: Minor spoilers for S2 of Stranger Things!

de chima

[ There's a girl sitting cross-legged in the grass. Normal enough—this is a public park, after all. Less normal: she's wearing a blindfold, and her nose is bleeding. It's unclear how long she's already been there like that, but she sits stock still for another minute, unmoving and not speaking. And then, suddenly: ]

Mike? Mike! Mike! [ She doesn't pull off the blindfold, but she's clearly started to cry behind it, and every time she repeats the name, it gets more hysterical. She's rocking back and forth and clutching her hands to her chest like she's just got the worst news of her life. So… just another day in De Chima, huh? ]

any porter city

[ She missed Halloween. Again.

It's not fair. She knows that going out and making herself noticeable is stupid and she shouldn't be acting stupid, but it's just not fair. Thirteen years and she's never gotten to dress up or go trick or treating, and she just missed Halloween twice, in two separate universes. It's like some big joke, but not one she thinks is funny.

Most of the businesses she's passed have already begun decorating for Thanksgiving and Christmas, but many of the houses still have Halloween decorations up—fake spider webs and pumpkins with faces carved into them, cardboard tombstones in the yards. Eleven wonders if any of the people inside still have candy.

At first she's not going to act on her thoughts. It's only the thought of Hopper and how mad he'd be that actually spurs her on and makes her march up the front steps of the nearest house. Because good. She wants him to be mad. Let him find out about this! Let him try to take away her TV or her Eggos! Before she can change her mind, she reaches out and holds down the doorbell. ]

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[Daisy is on her computer in the dining room when the doorbell goes off and Lucy immediately stands up and starts barking, as if Daisy wasn't already aware that someone was at the door.

Heading to the front door Daisy can hear Lucy hurrying to catch up and practically has her nose shoved into the door. Edging her back with her leg, Daisy looks out the window to see a young girl standing there.]

Stop.

[Daisy said as she opened the door, using her body to keep Lucy from running out the door. It took her a second, considering the last time she was here she had hardly any hair on her head. She might not have remembered her name if it hadn't been for how odd of a name it was.]

Hey.

[It's pretty clear Daisy was confused as to what she was doing here, but what was more concerning was that she was by herself and looked mad.]

[ The way the doorbell chimes breaks her out of the mechanical project of taking apart her blaster in an attempt to find a way to recharge the cell. Suppose it's for the best, considering the fact that she's not making any progress... ]

Just a moment!

[ She calls to the front door and smoothes out the wrinkles on her jumpsuit, taking off her headphones (something, she has learned, is perceived as rude here. Not that she was getting anything other than static over the comm). ]

Can I help-?

[ She's met with a girl who can't be older than 14 sweeps. Small, with a head of short, curly hair. She's not someone she's seen at the center before, but- maybe she needs help all the same. ]

[Alfie's house, as it happens, doesn't have any Halloween decorations up. He's at home, though - he's sitting on the couch with the TV on low, eating from a small bag of caramel popcorn as he peruses the network.

When the doorbell goes off, he's a little surprised. He doesn't get a lot of spontaneous visitors; generally, when people want to make contact with him (whether for business or a social occasion), they give him a call, or send a text message. It doesn't completely inspire suspicion, but he does call out before answering:]

Yeah? Who's that?

[You know, just in case it's someone he'd rather tell to fuck off instead of talk to or invite in.]

[it's an instinct that has nothing to do with being uprooted into a completely new world - anyone who wants to get into her current place of residence is immediately a subject of suspicion to Hazel. pride her kept her from cleaning up the (sincerely impressive, and quite numerous) carved pumpkins littering her lawn, but Halloween doesn't even enter her mind when she hears the bell ring.

neither do the people who live with her. she's too used to being alone to consider that someone may have lost their keys.

instead, like the mature young adult she is, she immediately begins banging right back on the other side of the door for as long as the bell continues droning on. this was either going to scare the person off or begin a contest of wills which she was absolutely certain she would win. her entire existence was made of free time now, after all.]

Focus or stop whining. You're being an annoyance.

[despite emanating from somewhere in one of the nearby trees, the voice manages to cut through the sounds of hysteria like a knife. Hiei doesn't need to be up close to know psychic training when he sees it - nor can he fail to be irritated by the way its clumsy handling has jarred him out of his nap.

he could reach out to her mind to leave the message, but prefers to make a more considerate (by his terms) attempt first. if the girl is that absorbed by her mental work then she'll either be insensible to outside influences or easy rattled out of the rapture. for his own apathetic sake he hoped for the latter.]

Argh, Jesus, I'm coming.

[There's a brief commotion, like the guy about to respond had been interrupted in the middle of something Very Important, before the door opens up and Foggy's looking down at—a kid. He blinks at her in surprise, before he sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose.]

It's a little late for trick-or-treating, don't you think?

[ Kanan has only been here for a few days, and he's encountered a few Force users, though they don't all necessarily use that term for it. Sometimes it feels a little different than what he's accustomed to, it's true, but he has to relate it to what he knows, so that's what he calls it.

What he hasn't yet encountered - until now - is such a disturbance in the Force. Like someone reaching out and yanking, and then pulling back, it's enough to almost make his head pound with it.

He can't see, but he can tell this is a kid - maybe about the same age as Ezra when they first met him. Maybe a little younger. Not a youngling, by any means, but still just a kid. She - Kanan is pretty sure it's a she - is crying. So he sits, legs tucked under him, near her but not anything close to touching her physically. It doesn't take reaching out through the Force to tell she's in a lot of emotional pain right now. ]

Hey there. I get the feeling you're looking for someone.

[ The decorations are still up, but it's more not having had any chance to take them down in the last few days. There's a commotion from the other side of the door, and then Bodhi is peeking outside.

He's not sure what he expects, some gloating from their neighbor at having kriffed up their lives again, or Poe's roommate stopping by to check on him. It's neither. Bodhi doesn't expect it to be a young girl -- barely a teenager, by his guess. It's possible she could be looking for Jyn or Cassian -- she's not anyone he recognizes from the kids that go by the dojo, but that doesn't mean much.

Still. ]

Uh, hi. Can I help you-?

Yes.

[ She's going to leave it at that, but then she hesitates. She's still mad at Hopper, but she doesn't want to disappoint him even more than she already has. ] But I have rules. Dinner first, then dessert.

Yes. But I have... rules now.

[ She makes an almost teenaged expression when she says it, like ugh can you believe that? ]

Dinner first, then dessert. [ And she mostly follows it. Mostly. ]

[ Jesse puts this kid's calm oddness down to the fact that she's overwhelmed, freaked out, scared, stuck in a foreign world with nobody. Some people just handle fear in that way, right? For that, Jesse's smile softens with curious amusement at her "rule". ]

Wow. That's a way more grown up rule than I woulda stuck to when I was at your age.

But cool, okay, you're the boss. Dinner, then dessert, it is. Whatcha in the mood for?

[ Okay. The dog is somewhat unexpected, but she can adapt. Eleven sets her shoulders and gives Daisy her best determined stare (which, for the record, is very good). ]

Trick or treat.

[ So what if she's not in a costume and it's November? ]

[ Eleven has never seen a green person before. Or... someone with tentacles coming out of their head? But you know what, she's nothing if not adaptable, and she can deal with this. She isn't going to let it ruin her late Halloween. ]

Trick or treat.

[ Since he's not opening, she takes the palm of her hand and smacks it against the door a few times. Loudly. ]

Trick or treat.

[ Who else would it be, not in costume, in November?? Jeez. ]

[That's. Definitely not the response he'd been expecting.

It does get him to open the door, though, and look down at her with an expression that's half-puzzled, half-amused.]

You're late.

Oh, um...

[She was not prepared for this, she had brought some candy and set it out the night of Halloween since she had gone to a party.]

I think I still have some candy, do you want to...?

[Edging Lucy out of the way Daisy opened the door more if she wanted to come inside. She's not sure why she's trying to trick or treat now, but, Daisy very much doubted she'd have much luck at the other houses. With how pissed she had looked a moment go she figured something happened too.]

[ The banging on the other side of the door actually startles Eleven into taking a step back, and makes her consider turning around and walking to the next house. But when nothing else happens, she returns to the door and starts smacking the palm of her hand against it, banging right back. ]

Trick or treat.

[ Eleven hears him, all right. She pulls the blindfold from her eyes and lets it fall down around her neck, wipes at her bleeding nose with the back of one hand, and looks around for whoever spoke. Her eyes are still full of tears, making her vision blurry, but she thinks she can spot where the voice came from and glares in that direction, waiting for what comes next. ]

[ Well, he kind of took the words out of her mouth, and it throws her off balance momentarily. What is she supposed to say now? After a moment, she simply says, ]

No.

[glare all you want, Eleven, he isn't suddenly going to grow a conscience from a pitifully baleful look like that. Hiei doesn't even bother to drop down from the tree when she finally does stop, continuing to speak from his perch. brat.]

Don't practice where you're going to get in people's way.

[and...that's it. it's intensely rude, but from Hiei's perspective this has all worked out pretty damn well. he didn't even have to go to the trouble of using the jagan for this.]

[ Gradually, Eleven comes to notice that there's someone sitting nearby. She reaches for the blindfold and lets it fall around her neck, and wipes at her bloody nose with one sleeve. She takes several deep, heaving breaths, trying to get control of herself, though she's still crying. ]

Gone. [ It shouldn't have been a surprise, being unable to reach Mike in the dark place. She hadn't been able to last time, either. But this time was even worse. She hasn't been close to him for almost a year, but at least she's been able to see him, until now. ]

Trick or treat.

[ He might think it's a joke, but the girl looking up at him looks incredibly serious, bordering on angry, almost. She's not wearing a costume, and it's November, but she's clearly expecting him to give her some candy. Or something. ]

Not peas.

[ Because look, she's following most of Hopper's dinner rules, but she's not going to resort to eating peas when he's not around to force her. ]

[ It doesn't take much to work out what she means. Kanan could do it too, sitting right here. He could reach out with the Force, to try and find his loved ones.

Some of them, he'd be able to find easily enough. Hera, and Ezra, are both here, Hera warm and subtle and Ezra bright and burning. But the others - ]

I can't feel my friends from back home, either. I'm not sure why, and I'm worried about them.

[Hazel keeps up the strange game of rhythm for a time until she's obligated to make a reply. no reason to start yelling over the sound of a rattling door without having been really prompted to first. the laws of obnoxiousness must be observed at all times.]

Slide five bucks under the door.

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