Careers Fair, Fandom High Front Lawn, Friday Afternoon, 07/21/06

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By lunch time, the booths were set up, the guests had arrived and there was quaint music playing from somewhere undetermined. Hawkeye is walking around with one of those portable microphone/speaker set-ups, roaming from booth to booth announcing the various guests that have come to Fandom to talk about their professions.

And despite what the mainland weather forecast said, it was definitely a nice, fine day.

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Re: SPY

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For a second, Alanna had the distinct urge to tell Aly to go to her room. She blinked it away. "Obsessive, neurotic, and other such pretty terms. Yup, heard 'em all. And if you're even half a year from my future you know what happens when I try out for my shield." She carefully studied Aly's reaction to that statement. "And I'm trying to find a hat. And um...something else that I don't have with me."

Faithful gave Aly a look. "I'm sure." "You're talking about me." Alanna glared at her cat. "I'm not even talking, I'm meowing."

Re: SPY

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"Someone told me that if you're not obsessive, you'll never be any good," Aly said more gently. "And I'm from a bit farther on than that," she said neutrally, not responding to Alanna's probe. Aly laughed. "I'm a spy, you realise. Would you like some assistance."

She glanced from Faithful to Alanna. "Goddess, no. I couldn't imagine speaking to a cat," she told Alanna. Then she grinned.

Re: SPY

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"A spy...so you know Sir Myles then?" Aly hadn't inherited all of her brains from George. "And who ever told you that was right." Alanna glanced down at Lightning. "First time I picked up a sword I nearly sliced my own arm off. Worst loss I ever had was that day. And that man." She indicated Roger. "Thinks I'm a boy. I'd rather he didn't find out otherwise."

Faithful smirked. "I'm not allowed to act like a normal cat every once in a while?" "It's freaky."

Re: SPY

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"I do," Aly replied. "I'm his granddaughter." She followed the glances down to the sword than over to Duke Roger. "If you like, I'll run interference on him while you slip by. I have a cap you could put on over your hair."


She thought at Faithful. She gets much more uptight when you're not around, you realise. Good thing I came along to help keep her from getting stodgy.

Re: SPY

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Alanna blinked. And thenk blinked some more. "Granddaughter? I didn't realize he had any children. You must be from really into my future. Do we ever meet? And yes, that would be lovely. I just need to run back to my room and become a boy for the afternoon and hope none of my friends call me Alanna."

Faithful twitched his tail. "Her life gets darker. Everyone's lives do."

Re: SPY

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For once in her life, Aly felt badly about lying. So she didn't. "I...yes...we do, actually. You'll know me quite well." She handed the promised cap to Alanna along with a set of quite good lock picks. "Here, cover your hair and try to stay to the side. I'll sashay up the middle to talk to him"

Aly's thoughts flashed to Nawat. To her daughter. To Dove and her brothers. And she felt oddly protective of the mother who was younger than her I suppose they do. I'm trusting you to keep looking after her here.

Re: SPY

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Alanna tucked her hair up into the cap. "I ... I look forward to meeting you then. And thankfully I have a key to the door." She handed the lock picks back but not before frowning and trying to figure out why things felt so familiar. "Maybe I'll see you later today, except I'll be Alan. Lucky me." She remembered that boys weren't supposed to be wearring earings and plucked hers out of her ears into her pocket. With a quick wave of her fingers, the holes vanished. "I think I got everything. Thank you."

Faithful saluted Aly with his tail. "Here. And for some time after. She never chooses an easy path, you know."

Re: SPY

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"They were meant for a gift," Aly explained, holding her hands up when offered the lock picks. "You always ought to have a set nearby, never know when they'll be handy."

That's not a surprise at all. Maybe it runs in the family. She nodded to Faithful and winked.

As the girl and the cat were leaving the booth, she called "best wishes to you, Mother."

Re: SPY

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Alanna looked a bit suprised, but tucked them into her bag. "Thank you." She headed out and was an entire booth away when she heard Aly's farewell. See Alanna's eyes get very, very, very wide. She turned around, but Aly was already by Roger. "Did you know?" Alanna whispered to her cat. "Yes. Now go." The girl hurried away as quickly as she could without attracting attention, her mind a million miles away.