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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.

Who: Ariel and Blaine
When: Monday
What Ariel is looking around to see if she can find Killlian
Where: The stables, by where they practice archery.

[Ariel had been wandering around the stables semi aimlessly looking for some kind of clue as to where Killian might be. She was worried about him and for him and blamed herself for his disappearance. I was a slim hope that he would have been here, especially since he hadn't shown up Sunday, but she didn't know him well enough to know all the bolt holes he might have.

Glumly, she kicked at a rock and slumped her shoulders as she started to walk back to her car slowly. ]

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[Blaine has been idly watching her for a while at this point. She's spent more time than she would admit to herself watching these stables over the last couple of weeks, really; something in her life broke for a few months, and she cannot for the life of her remember what it was, and that bothers her a lot. She knows that it started around the time she met the owner of these stables and Shou. And Shou... she cannot quite stalk, he's too attentive. Even though she follows his actions some, and knows that he has a connection to one of Chloe's employees by way of said employee having lived with Shou for a while.

But that still makes no sense of this break in her life - and while the fact that for a while during this she lived with a person who is one of those people who aren't quite human anymore makes her wonder if she was one of them during that time, too, it does only complicate the answer to the question more.

As it is, she needs more information, and that is why she is lurking around here today. And noticed Ariel searching, what for, Blaine doesn't know. When the woman heads back to her car, the younger female steps out of the shadow of a tree. Maybe her search will help with answers...]

What were you looking for? [Her behaviour speaks of having the right to ask this question, and of it being a question that she asks often enough - she does work as security for a living, and it is easy for her to channel that even on grounds where she doesn't technically even have the right to be.]

[Ariel stiffened at the tone of the voice. Turning around, she frowned at the stranger. The woman was not someone she recognized so her guard was up. For a moment she almost told Blaine to piss off-- that she wasn't in the mood. The worry and guilt she felt for Killian curbed her tongue. With a sigh, she glanced away back towards the stables as her shoulders slumped once more.]

I was looking for someone, but he doesn't seem to be here.

[Her voice is low and soft, but there is a tinge of genuine worry underneath it all.]

Have you asked boss shortie about him?

[Her tone is still professional, even has her words speak of more of a casual approach.]

Boss shortie? Nope. I didn't know who to ask... Maybe you know who I am looking for. His name is Killian. Killian Rhyans. HE works at the stables sometimes.

[Her expression turns hopeful.]

I haven't seen him in a few days. [She shrugs. He was around last week, but not super recently - though she's not been around in a few days either.

But, there is another thing here. If she knows Killian...] How do you know him?

[That was the problem.] Yeah well he is sort of missing. Kind of grabbed some clothes and just vanished.

[She shoves her hands into her pockets, looking rather bitter about the whole thing.]

He is a friend of mine. We practice archery here on sundays.

He'll come back in a bit. All dogs do, and he's little more than a puppy.

[She slots the "friend of mine" and "practice archery" and wonders if... hm.]

I saw you. You're quite skilled at it - how long have you been practising archery?

[She can't argue that he does look a little like a puppy. She doesn't really want to talk about archery, not when it reminds her of someone who is missing.]

Not long little over a month and a half or so.

You seem rather capable at it for only a month and a half.'

[She only saw them doing it once, and paid attention only because Killian was a part of the picture, but she has enough experience with weapons to be able to tell as much.

And while her tone stays as one of casual disregard, her eyes grow sharper, probing, at the question.]

[Ariel is cautious about revealing herself too much to people she isn't sure are on the network even if she did just blurt out an unlikely amount of time.

She shrugs her shoulders and tries to put up a bit of bravado to make it seem like she is over defensive about her abilities.]

Guess I'm a quick learner. Or maybe I just have a lot of free time.

Or you are one of those not quite human anymore.

[She directs a pointed look at Ariel's ears - they could be body mods, there are enough people crazily into elves (she's met people like that before), but considering the circumstances... ]

[Oh damn. She'd forgotten to put her hoodie up, or wear a hat, or any of the hundred stupid ideas that she was supposed to have done to hide her ears.]

... Okay yeah, so it's something I remembered to do. Been practicing to get even better.

[Only her partner bailed on her and went incognito and now she is worried about him. Once again her expression goes pensive. ]

Or I was.

So you're stopping now just because you broke up with the terrier?

[She doesn't think that they were dating, but it sounds like a fun thing to imply, especially if something of that kind was building up before.]

[Wow. Her face nearly matches her hair as she goes bright red.]

I- I'm not dating anyone! We're just friends. And don't call him a terrier!

[Way to not sound defensive Ariel.]

[Well, that was a much clearer reaction than she could have ever hoped for, wasn't it? A grin spreads on her face-]

[ - but only for a moment.

For a few heartbeats, she pauses and her eyes go vacant, and then there is sudden heat and steam engulfing Ariel. You better take a step back, gal.]

[She certainly does because, what the hell? As she takes a few steps back, she waves her hands, trying to clear up some of the sudden, rampant and unaccounted steam.]

[When the fog lifts some, there is a roughly 3 1/2 m tall titan crouching where Blaine was just moments ago, her weight resting mostly on her legs but to a small degree on the hands that reach the ground, a bit like that of an ape. She sits down after a number of moments and curses, and the voice betrays that this is the same person.]

What. The. Actual. Fuck. [All Ariel can do is stare, because holy shit. At least the person seemed just as surprised as she was about being something ginormous.]

Uh... that a pulse?

[There is a lengthy pause before the titan speaks.]

No. Only a return. Seems like this isn't going to let me go after all. [Curiosity really killed the cat here. Had she just stayed away from trying to solve the mystery of burned bridges that made no sense, she might never have ended up in this body. Again ended up in it.]

Uhm, that's pretty scary. [Yeah sorry Killian, she isn't thinking about you right now. Ariel tries to slow down her thundering heart by taking a few deep breaths.]

So uhm, You're kind of a big buls eye right now, is it possible for you to shrink?

Last time I tried, I lost my echoes.

[She's shaken and cursing and wants to punch herself right now, but manages to keep her outward appearance and tone relatively steady. The titan body might help with that.]

[Now all Ariel wants to do is to get way from the giant lady?]

Wow, that not going to be easy to conceal. I hope you didn't want your identity as a numbered known?

I have leave to stay at the stables until I outgrow them.

[So she has somewhere to be until she figures out what to do next. Curses. Just when she was starting to get her feet back under herself....]

Out grow? As in get bigger? And there is no way to make yourself smaller, at all?

[Thanks Blaine, she is nicely distracted from worrying about Killian for the moment.]

Not yet.

[She knows that Ryan and his sweaty boyfriend as well as Alan can shift (could shift, before they moved away), and has no signs to the contrary regarding the blond female type. Yet she herself cannot, at least not to her knowledge... But then she also still needs to eat. She worries that she was a different kind. A lot.]

Not yet? [Didn't answer much. In fact it didn't answer anything.]

Uh well... [She is torn three ways currently. Part of her wants to GTFO as soon as possible, because GIANT lady and part of her wants to stay and ask questions, and the rest is just upset because of Killian.]

Anything... I can do for you?

[It's really hard trying to not sound frightened.]

[The answer is delivered in a derisive tone. No emotion makes her softer or friendlier, but stress most certainly does not do it.] Do you think that you can do anything?

[She honestly doubts that anyone can; sure, she needs a new place to stay in a bit, but considering how that turned out last time, and how tall she seems to be now (she must have gained at least several feet!) it will be even harder now.]

I have no idea, maybe call someone for you? [she doubts Blaine can use a phone without breaking it now.]

[That would require someone who could be called in for her, and while she was working on getting some people indebted to her while she was on the network, she has nobody that she feels would need to see her - want to direly know if she's off-network or not. Not for personal reasons, anyway.] Hardly.

[And then she abruptly rises to her full height and moves to walk away.] I'll see you around.

Y-yeah, right. If you see Killian, lemme know?

[Because she is still looking for him and worried about that punk.]

I'll need your number.

[Network or otherwise.]

Yeah sure. I'll give you my number [And Ariel does just that, both her cel and the network number.]

[Saving those in her phone and then giving Ariel a short nod, Blaine turns to leave again.] I'll message you if I see him.

Yeah thanks! See you around. [She nods to Blaine, eager to get back to her car in the hopes that this day won't get any weirder.]

[Good luck with that, Ariel.]

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