[Hubert appears without warning in Leslie's room, heralded only by a dim purple flash and scream hardly a few minutes earlier. He ought not to teleport straight in like this, but under the circumstances, Hubert couldn't care less about what was proper.]
[He's not surprised to find the girl awake after all that noise. His gaze is sharp in the dark, figure illuminated so faintly by the moonlight, and something about his bearing brooks no argument as he shoves a scrap of paper in Leslie's hands.]
Go to this address. Now. Tell the faun there you are Lady Edelgard's ward and that I will collect you when you may return.
[And with those curt words and a spellcasting gesture, he's gone again in another flash, a dark wisp of mist left behind.]
[When she first heard the cut-off scream, she was taking her nightgown out and laying it on the bed. She planned to find a book in the personal library Edelgard has been putting together inside the house to read before she turned in for the night, but suddenly Cezar, the dog that she is petsitting, was barking and she herself spent the first minute unable to come to a decision about what to do, scurrying back and forth as her mind bounces from running to find one of the people of the house to hiding to getting a look at what is happening.]
[Whenever Edelgard has promised to protect her, the emperor has always sounded absolutely certain in her ability to do so. It's enough to make Leslie believe that, as long as she is able to stay inside this house, Lady Edelgard will save her eventually. So she has to focus first on making sure that whatever caused that scream can't get to her, and everything else will fall into place.
(Once again, she doesn't think of the watch as a way to contact someone in the middle of a potential crisis, as the technology is too new to her still.)]
[As Hubert appears, Leslie is in the middle of pushing her nightstand towards the door to barricade herself in her room, but she soon jolts and stands almost as if she's standing to attention. She opens her mouth to ask him what is going on, but the sight of his expression makes her hesitate, and then there is no room for questions.]
[It takes Leslie a couple of seconds to process what just happened, but after that, she is immediately moving. Hubert said to move now with such fervour that her only stop is to grab Cezar's leash to attach it to his collar, her voice quiet as she crouches next to him.]
Come, Cezar, we're going on a walk.
[Her magical connection to the darkness is severed and the shadows that followed her to this world are so much weaker than they once were, but they aren't entirely powerless. The shadows pouring out from under her bed take a slight detour to grab the nightclothes Leslie laid out on the bed, wrap them around her stuffed bunny, and bring the bundle to her feet. Mission accomplished, they zip into her regular shadow, faint as it might be in the moonlight. She won't be leaving alone.]
[Leslie tucks the wrinkled bundle under her arm, holds the end of Cezar's leash, and runs.]
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[He's not surprised to find the girl awake after all that noise. His gaze is sharp in the dark, figure illuminated so faintly by the moonlight, and something about his bearing brooks no argument as he shoves a scrap of paper in Leslie's hands.]
Go to this address. Now. Tell the faun there you are Lady Edelgard's ward and that I will collect you when you may return.
[And with those curt words and a spellcasting gesture, he's gone again in another flash, a dark wisp of mist left behind.]
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[Whenever Edelgard has promised to protect her, the emperor has always sounded absolutely certain in her ability to do so. It's enough to make Leslie believe that, as long as she is able to stay inside this house, Lady Edelgard will save her eventually. So she has to focus first on making sure that whatever caused that scream can't get to her, and everything else will fall into place.
(Once again, she doesn't think of the watch as a way to contact someone in the middle of a potential crisis, as the technology is too new to her still.)]
[As Hubert appears, Leslie is in the middle of pushing her nightstand towards the door to barricade herself in her room, but she soon jolts and stands almost as if she's standing to attention. She opens her mouth to ask him what is going on, but the sight of his expression makes her hesitate, and then there is no room for questions.]
[It takes Leslie a couple of seconds to process what just happened, but after that, she is immediately moving. Hubert said to move now with such fervour that her only stop is to grab Cezar's leash to attach it to his collar, her voice quiet as she crouches next to him.]
Come, Cezar, we're going on a walk.
[Her magical connection to the darkness is severed and the shadows that followed her to this world are so much weaker than they once were, but they aren't entirely powerless. The shadows pouring out from under her bed take a slight detour to grab the nightclothes Leslie laid out on the bed, wrap them around her stuffed bunny, and bring the bundle to her feet. Mission accomplished, they zip into her regular shadow, faint as it might be in the moonlight. She won't be leaving alone.]
[Leslie tucks the wrinkled bundle under her arm, holds the end of Cezar's leash, and runs.]