[ jade's disoriented, but that's not new, really. feeling a bit off is how sburb has settled in her bones and it's just a natural state of being. is she scared? ...maybe a little. above all else, she just wishes she knew john and davesprite were okay. that's probably what knocks her off balance so thoroughly here, and she decides that has to be it. she decides, then, after being given a tiny computer (so handy! she'll have to see if it's possible to duplicate at some time - as if jade wants to wander around this place without at least five computers on her at all times.), after questions are asked and answered and no one likely decides they feel safe, jade puts on her brightest smile, drops the hood of her witch's robes. her white, fluffy dog ears are exposed, on display, and her device is shoved in the face of the nearest person.

she doesn't make her way to her housing just yet - she wants to know her new community. this is so exciting: there are so many people to meet and she's never seen so many in one place - that is to say, jade has never seen so many people while she was awake.

her message blinks up at you, decorated with cheeriness even if it's only text. ]

my name is jade!! :D have you ever done this before? :O :O

[ which isn't descriptive, sure, but her ears twitch. she's curious. please humor her. have you ever done this before? and what do you think "this" is? ]

[ when the party starts, jade doesn't try to be a stranger to people. it's only when she's given her trinket - a black magic 8 ball - that she seems to draw inward. her eyes are glassy and distant as she stares down at it, and it's only a toy, true. she might give it to a child, maybe, if they seem interested, but as soon as the thought strikes her, she's conflicted. she can't bear to part with this silly thing, as bogus as a magic 8 ball is.

she hides out by the jars of pickles, sinking into her own thoughts and memories. after a while, jade closes her eyes, the bright, electric green color of them hidden away for a moment as she concentrates. then, vigorously, she shakes the ball. for doing something with such force, she manages no noise, and the only thing that comes from her is aggravation when she sees the result. "not exactly" is her answer, apparently, and it leaves her mood sour. argh.

... still, she holds onto the toy. ]

[ so jade was a little hesitant to follow this dude to his house. she did, eventually, and then he plopped the hooch into her hands and she gave him a "seriously?" gaze that all teenagers are so adept at. she then promptly hauled butt back to the party, and, in a desperate attempt to get rid of the alcohol she ultra, super duper does not want, is floating off the ground high enough that she'd be eye level for anyone over six feet tall.

so you come face to face with a girl with dog ears, holding a jar of booze and she looks like she really wants nothing to do with it.

plan of action? ]

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