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3rd (clear) tear | Ophelia [In Person]

[A little girl is trying to clean up some of the dirtier parts of the house. She looks like when she grows up, she would be very beautiful, but right now she just looks a little pale with shoulder length brown hair and a deep purple/blue outfit on. She has some bruises on her but its alright! She promises.]

All clean now. [She says cheerfully, quite proud of herself.]

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[Here Ophelia, have a curious derp. A scrawny ten year old with overly large tattered clothing walking over to curiously blink at her hard work.] Do you need any help cleanin' stuff up?

[Her smile gets bigger as she stands up.] No. I can do it. I'll clean so you don't have to worry about it. I'm Ophelia! Nice to meet you. [Overwhelming friendly! like me please]

[Her smile getting bigger just encourages one from Eddie.] I clean stuff all the time or rig- stuff, so I can help.

[Watch as the derp reaches out to grab her hand for a handshake. As drilled into his head by his father. Probably lingering grasp since, OH HEY PRETTY GIRL.] I'm Eddie.

Nice to meet you, I'm Ophelia.

Do you live in this big place?

No. I've never been in a house this big before.

Me either- I've only been in concert halls this big, never a house. [He has to glance around a little before letting his attention drift back to Ophelia. A idea rolling through that silly head of his.]

How about we go explorin'?

We're guests, we should first earn our keep.

As long as we don't break anythin' or don't case any trouble it should be okay. [He's now thinking of which room to poke around first.]

No, First we work.

Ey, we're just takin' a break then we work. [He actually does mean it.] You already cleaned stuff up here, so we can wander a little an pick back up on cleanin'.

...Fine

[VICTORY!

Which leads to a grin on Eddie's part and him grabbing onto Ophelia's hand.] Come on, lets go up stairs, there's gotta be a ton of stuff up there!

[Have an even younger Ienzo admiring the work. He's about 7 or so, smiling shyly, a scrapbook in his arms that is still far too heavy for him to carry. You seem nice, even if he doesn't know why he gets this feeling you are.]

...You did all this by yourself..?

Yup. I'm a hard worker.

[He keeps smiling, and nods.]

I wish I could be as good as you are! But my mother usually doesn't let me help when she's cleaning. I get in the way, she says.

[With a sheepish chuckle he rubs the back of his head.]

It just takes practice.

[Oh, he looks excited.]

Will you teach me?

[Sebastian is standing nearby, amused.

Mostly because she's doing a better job at tidying up than Meirin.]

And a job well-done, young miss.

[The smile on her face gets even larger. Someone complimented her! He even called her 'Miss'!]

Thank you very much, sir!

Please, you don't have to call me "sir." Just Sebastian.

[If he's bothered by her apparent bruises, he makes no indication.] Might I ask your name?

Thank you, Mr. Sebastian. I'm Ophelia.

Please, just Sebastian will do.

It's a pleasure. I am grateful for your assistance, but you needn't be tidying this place up. That is the job of myself and my staff.

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