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[chippedmind]

[ Hair down, in neatly kept curls, Belle switches on her mobile device. She's clearly nervous. The idea of adjusting to American life properly isn't one she's taking well.

Perhaps it has much to do with the loss of her mother and being kept so far away from home. The best Belle can manage is a soft smile, her accent still evident in her speech, but her english is proficient enough. ]

Bonjour, my name is Belle and I just transferred. [ She gives a small, nervous wave. ] I was wondering what types of clubs you have here. I'm interested in any book clubs or maybe language ones. I am still learning english.

[ She bites at her lip. ]

I would appreciate it if someone could show me around properly? Also, [ Shuffles for a paper from her pocket. ] Meulin Leijon? I would like to meet you as it seems we're roomed together. How about coffee?

[ Does she sound too proper? She can't tell. ]

Thank you for your time.

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[video] oh good uvu

[wherethelightwontfindyou]

[It is Paris. Christ, he can feel his paternal instincts bubbling up already.]

The name's Booker Dewitt. And don't worry, the years go by pretty quick.

[Or at least, he locked himself in his room for 20 years so everything is quick compared to that.

Not that his depressive habits are very evident in the bright smile he's giving her.]

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[chippedmind]

It's a pleasure to meet you officially. [ Oh no is she about to be adopted? ] I hope so. I miss my home as it is but surprisingly it's safer here for me where no one knows my name or my family. [ Actually his bright smile makes her feel a little more at home. She has so many hangups over attending an all-mutant school as they have nothing of the sort in Paris. But then she spent much of her recent years home schooled after a few violent instances. ] I have to ask--is there a reason for your clothes? [ As if she is anyone to question fashion sense as a Paris resident of a high-class family. Her wardrobe isn't exactly normal but his is very dated. ]

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[wherethelightwontfindyou]

[Oh, she's already been adopted. That's what she gets for having so much in common with his daughter who he misplaced accidentally.]

I can understand that... no one really knows who I was before I came here, so I've got a clean slate.

[Not that he ever lets himself get away with pretending he isn't a terrible person. He's not making that mistake ever again.]

Ah, about that... I've gotta be one of the weirder folks around here. It's a long story, simplest explanation being... I'm over a hundred years old.

[Sweats.]

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[chippedmind]

[ Nice going. At least Belle is good company in the mean time. ] . . .Really? [ She blinks. ] Wait are you serious? That's incredibly. [ Over a hundred years old! Think of the events he's actually lived through and knows about. That's fantastic and yet very sad at the same time. She doesn't want to imagine outliving anyone she loves. ] What time are you originally from?

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[wherethelightwontfindyou]

Well, 1912's the last year I remember...

[Christ, a lot happened in 1912. It was not his finest year, and that's saying something.]

After that I.. sort of agreed to being sealed in ice for a hundred years. But I was 38 at the time, so I guess that makes me closer to 150 now...

[God he's so old. This is all the Lutece twins' fault.]