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Oct. 2nd, 2022 11:34 amSylvie isn't following Hilde specifically. Rather, she hadn't set out with the intention of doing so, it's just that she had come across the girl acting curious, and so she'd fallen into the act of following her. Watching her. Possibly, in the view of some people, looking after her. Making sure she's safe and isn't about to walk headlong into a scenario that's more than a girl of her age can handle.
She's well aware Hilde is capable. She's still a child at the end of the day, however, and not a child with any kind of super strength or, as far as Sylvie knows, knowledge of how to fight.
So as Hilde trots down a hall at City Hall, of all places, looking for all the world like she belongs there, Sylvie follows.
Sylvie, wearing her disguise as a boring, conventionally handsome white man in an average suit, trails Hilde down another hall, watching and listening. And then, when someone finally seems to realize a child is wandering the halls unattended, when someone calls after Hilde, asking what she's doing, Sylvie steps forward, still in her disguise.
"Eleanor," she says in her deep male voice. She's not about to give these people Hilde's real name. "There you are, sweetheart. You can't just go wandering off here, you'll get lost."
Stepping up beside Hilde, Sylvie looks down and her eyes shimmer with green magic, hoping that is enough to let the girl know who she really is behind this bland face.
She's well aware Hilde is capable. She's still a child at the end of the day, however, and not a child with any kind of super strength or, as far as Sylvie knows, knowledge of how to fight.
So as Hilde trots down a hall at City Hall, of all places, looking for all the world like she belongs there, Sylvie follows.
Sylvie, wearing her disguise as a boring, conventionally handsome white man in an average suit, trails Hilde down another hall, watching and listening. And then, when someone finally seems to realize a child is wandering the halls unattended, when someone calls after Hilde, asking what she's doing, Sylvie steps forward, still in her disguise.
"Eleanor," she says in her deep male voice. She's not about to give these people Hilde's real name. "There you are, sweetheart. You can't just go wandering off here, you'll get lost."
Stepping up beside Hilde, Sylvie looks down and her eyes shimmer with green magic, hoping that is enough to let the girl know who she really is behind this bland face.
