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((ooc: purple is Lenalee, red is ghost!Anita.))

[Lenalee is sitting on a bench in the garden, hands folded in her lap. Behind her is a gorgeous woman in ornate robes that cover just a little bit too little, comb in hand. Her wistful smile is almost motherly as she brushes Lenalee's hair out.]

Your hair is getting long again.

Yes. There's still a ways to go, but...

[Lenalee trails off, smiling.]

It only takes more time. You've already grown into a lovely woman.

[Lenalee flushes faintly at the praise. It's hard to know what to say when a woman like Anita calls her 'lovely,' let alone a grown woman. She still feels young, having her hair brushed like this. But it is pleasant.]

Thank you.

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[Wonderweiss (http://bleach.wikia.com/wiki/Wonderweiss) stares, it's surreal to see something this peaceful, yes, he feels the peace; all while running from his own demon following him. Making him feel guilty.

He steps up, unafraid to do so, while staring. His hand extends, intent on trying to touch this hair.]

[Lenalee watches his approach, smile still in place, until he begins reaching toward her. While she remains still, she is wary. Probably nothing more than a child too young to understand boundaries, but Lenalee has seen too many akuma cloaked in children's skin to completely let her guard down just because someone is young.]

Hello, what's your name?

[The ghost behind her continues brushing out Lenalee's hair, taking little notice of the new arrival.]

[Weiss isn't quite sure what to make of all these ghosts, he's running from his own currently and hopes it won't find him for some time with his preferred method of transportation.

His reach withdraws when the young girl's voice chimes in and he stares, obvious in his few bricks short a wall. Luckily, his pet human is useful in more ways than blowing things up.]

Wond-wondeerweiss, Maageraa..

[He nods his head, alright, that taken care of. He turns his attention back to the hair, the long dark strands reminding him almost of someone else, the same ghost following him more than likely trying to track him down.]

laaawng.. h-airr...

[Hearing him speak makes it more difficult to maintain her smile, but Lenalee manages. There is clearly something off with the young boy, but not necessarily in a dangerous way. Not necessarily in a safe way either.]

It's nice to meet you. I'm Lenalee.

[She offers him her hand. Lenalee is unsure if a handshake will fulfill his apparent desire to touch her or not, but it seems worth a try.]

Your hair is pretty long too.

[Kanda is, naturally, wandering around the lovely garden after planting some more flowers in one corner, when he hears voices. And one of them belongs to Lenalee while he doesn't know the other, so he sneaks a bit closer, peering from behind a rose bush to see who it is.]

[Well, there's someone who looks like a softer version of uppity whore, and it's a someone he's never been before, not to mention both she and Lenalee seem perfectly comfortable with the situation and it is quite weird.]

[Lenalee, why did you bring a classy hooker into the garden?]

[Better yet... WHY IS THERE A CLASSY HOOKER?]

[He steps out into the view, but he can't exactly phrase a coherent question and just blinks, tilting his head and staring at them.]

[EXPLAIN, PLEASE.]

[~~Don't you be hatin' on her hooker mom.~~]

[It takes a moment for Lenalee to notice Kanda, lost in memories of her last time spent with Anita. It's wrong, to have someone dead come back to life. Nothing more than a trick of the Millennium Earl, Lenalee knows better than to trust it. But Anita is not truly alive now, and Lenalee knows of the existence of ghosts just as well. This meeting is far, far more enjoyable than her last encounter with one. Like all things in the Manor, it's sure not to last. But Anita's company is worth enjoying while she can, even if it is a constant reminder of all the people she couldn't save.]

[Lenalee glances up, and brightens when she takes note of Kanda, waving him over. At first she attributes his confusion to the fact that there is a dead woman behind her, but then it dawns on her that Kanda never got to meet Anita. It's a strange thought, given what an impact Anita had on her during the brief time they were together. But it isn't a memory that Lenalee had ever shared with him.]

[~~NOT HATING. JUST MODERATELY SHOCKED.~~]

[Kanda stares some more, looking quite dumbstruck, but finally takes note of the waving and steps closer, almost in a sneaky manner, before stopping still a few meters away and her dead hooker mother figure.]

Who is that.

[Lenalee frowns at the irreverent way he phrases the question, though Anita simply smiles knowingly, hearing someone else's voice in his bluntness. Kanda isn't someone who respects people without being given a reason to, Lenalee can't expect him to know how Anita should be treated without even knowing who she is. But a reprimand is still on the tip of her tongue, before she turns to gesture to the woman behind her instead.]

This is Anita.

[Lenalee gives her an apologetic look, before moving her gaze back to Kanda.]

This is Kanda.

[Anita nods, amused, though Lenalee isn't sure how she could have known about him.]

[Kanda stares back, and for a good while it looks like he's not going to do anything even remotely appropriate for an introduction, but then finally he does give a slight nod, frowning a little and staying where he is.]

[He's almost tempted to ask how they know each other, but that's really none of his business now is it.]

Anita was the captain of the ship that brought us to Edo.

[Some explanation is in order, but that suffices, doesn't it? Not that Lenalee is embarrassed to include that Anita is also a brothel owner, it's more that... it doesn't feel necessary, and she isn't sure that she would be able to get the words out without blushing profusely.]

[Anita seems to understand, chuckling and giving Lenalee a pat on the shoulder. The way she is dressed should be enough indication that she is not merely a sailor.]

[...oh.]

[His expression doesn't change.]

...I didn't see any ship.

[Nope, completely unaware of the rather tactless thing he just stated. Not at all. In fact, he looks almost a little offended himself.]

[Lenalee glances downward. Tactless, yes, but it's not as if memories of Anita's death hadn't been on her mind since the ghost appeared.]

It sunk, with a lot of people on it.

[Nearly the entire crew. She considers explaining how Chomesuke carried them to shore, but the story seems needlessly detailed and even more depressing.]

I see.

[Since Lenalee and the others got to Edo, it means they escaped that somehow. And he's not that curious of a person. The result is what matters, after all.]

[He's not sure how to deal with this now, though, and shifts his weight in a bit of discomfort. He should be civil to Lenalee's dear dead hooker mom, but he has no idea how to go about it.]

[ It was much too difficult for Chidori to believe that the beautiful lady could be her mother. The woman looked too young and beautiful to be. Then again --- she just met Gokudera's beautiful mother ... so she knew better now than to judge a book by its cover.

This scene made Chidori a little sad though ... and she almost wanted to cry. ]

My mommy used to do that for me ... when she was alive.

Ah...

[It was hard to know what to say to that. She had not consciously thought of the action as motherly, but Anita brushing her hair out probably did look that way. It felt it, too, now that she thought about it. Lenalee wondered vaguely if her mother had done the same.]

I'm not sure if mine did.

[Most likely. That was something that most mothers surely did for their children, but she had little to no memory of her own parents. Lenalee had been so young when they were killed-- she was momentarily afraid that if they did come back as ghosts she wouldn't recognize them.]

Would you like to sit down?

[ Did that mean the lady wasn't her mother afterall? It --- also sounded like she was an orphan ... like her. Hearing that, it did make Chidori want to no more about her. No one wanted to feel alone. What person wouldn't want to meet a person that understands? She smiles and then gave a nod. ]

Chidori would like that, thank you.

[ She sat in front of Anita and Lenalee and just watched them for a while. If the lady wasn't her mommy, who was she? They didn't really look alike. So they probably weren't family.

But She had to be ---- pretty close to her if the author chose her. ]

By the way, my name is Chidori. What is yours?

[Lenalee quirked her head to the side as Chidori introduced herself, a small smile in place. Referring to herself in third person, like that woman from before. Was it a common thing in other places?]

Lenalee Lee, it's nice to meet you. [She paused a moment, before gesturing behind herself and adding--] This is Anita.

[The ghost stopped long enough to nod at Chidori, before resuming brushing Lenalee's hair.]

[ She waves an enthusiastic hello to Anita and Lenalee. They were both so pretty. Then again --- since coming to the mansion she rarely saw anyone that wasn't good looking. ]

Hello, Anita! Hello, Lenalee! It is really nice to meet you!

Ne, Lenalee? Do things like this happen often?

Ummm ... you know ... your ghosts coming to see you like this?

[ She missed her parents --- but she wasn't yet sure if she was ready to meet them. ]

[ ooc: Yes. Now I play two characters that call themselves in the third person! ]

Not always things like this. Something strange usually happens every week or so, but it's always something different. Sometimes it's bad, but...

[Lenalee smiles, leaning back ever so slightly. Though she can't quite feel Anita, it's impossible to miss a lock of hair being tucked fondly behind her ear.]

Sometimes good things happen, too.

[ She smiled and nodded. Chidori hasn't been in the mansion long --- and maybe she was just unlucky but she hasn't had much luck since getting here. On her first day here --- she had almost gotten killed. The rest of that week hadn't been much better. ]

I hope so ...

I still--- think this place is a little scary.

It can be.

[Lenalee's mind strays to zombie outbreaks and sinking ships.]

But if you're ever in danger, you can call me. There are a lot of people here who are willing to help others.

[As well as some individuals who are considerably less helpful, but Lenalee likes to think that the good outweigh the bad.]

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