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04.19.2127 - White Rascal

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Clive chittered at the window as Harrison tried to push it open silently. The window slid up making minimal noise, and Clive slipped in, scrambling up and into Harrison's bed to hide under the covers. Harrison had taught him to do that in case someone was awake.

Harrison returned to bed, hoping there was a note from his Emmanuelle.

Harrison's heart skipped, as a small piece of rolled parchment is exactly what Clive had. He gave the squirrel a pet of approval and went into the hallway to read it by the lantern.

He couldn't have been a bigger animal? I hope you can read text so small.

Harrison noted that text as small as it was could only have been scribed with a pen, a rare and expensive writing instrument. No quill, however fine would be able to master this print.

I pray to all that is good that you are not being punished as I have been. The hag Myrtle accused me of laying a knapsack for you, I am 10 for gods sake! I am so really embarrassed by even sharing that with you, but you need to know what you are up against if they haven't charged you with anything official yet. I only hope that Clive can reach you in the prisons. Fear not, I will do what I can to get you out of there!

(OOC: "Laying a knapsack" is of course what you think it means).

Harrison was dumbfounded by the accusation. He jumped back into his room and retrieved his ink well, a quill and his journal. There was of course, no mention of the run in with the Headmaster, nor a recount of the Visit to Abbey in the journal.

Harrison fed Clive a wafer, and went back out to the hallway under the lanter.

That is horrible! What's WRONG with these people?? Why would the truth just not matter? - No, I'm fine. I had a discussion with the headmaster, and got... corrected, but I think it's behind me. I wish I could help you! You don't have to be embarrassed. My lips are sealed. Please stay well! - H.

He tore the piece of paper out, and went back to his bed, rolling the paper up small, and tieing it with a small string. He picked up Clive and said, "Thanks my friend. I need you to take this back to her." Harrison could smell the cinnamon on Clive.

With another string, he tied the rolled paper to Clive's back. "Run my friend," he said.

The sun poked through the window shade, casting it's rays on Harrison's face. It's bright warmth brought him quickly to consciousness. Harrison loved the mornings, they were quiet. This weather was also particularly welcome.

Harrison slid out of bed, and got dressed. He wore his simple brown cotton robe, and some soft low-cut leather boots. Quietly, he left the room and headed for the yard.

The orphanage property itself was not what he'd call the most tranquil. He was still unfamiliar with this City, so he thought he'd spend some time scouting about. He knew the school of course. When school was in session, Jonah, Harrison's father would take him into town and have him stay at the monestary for the week, so he was familiar with that place too... But he'd never been allowed to explore. (OOC: This is where he picked up his Cleric class)
The sounds of the City were interesting, but all Harrison really wanted was somewhere he lie in the grass and stare up at the trees.

OOC: Dray, he's looking for anything like a park, or something... Somewhere that he can close his eyes and pretend he's back home on a lazy summer day shirking his duties.

The rain of the day before, 'correction' he thought to himself, 'two days before', had passed and it was going to be a beautiful Spring day.
Exiting the yard gate and walking out into the school district Harrison looked across to the academic buildings. So much time had been spent there, and yet he knew so little about the city.

 He wasn't used to being in the city by himself, especially with a whole summer ahead of him with no chores to eat up his time.

He decided that this free time he found himself with would be best used learning. Things weren't right here. People shouldn't be treated the way that they are by people in power, it just wasn't the way things were meant to be.
'Can't think about that right now' he thought.

It  wasn’t that tough to find the Park. The landscape of the city was  like a huge bowl with the school district on the highest ground at the city’s western edge. Once he was on the “Great Expanse”, the bridge that crossed the Appleseed River, he was able to see the Park District, clearly recognizable by the incredible amount of trees within it.

Harrison had noticed that when the wind came from that direction, he could almost smell home. Now he knew why.

The Park was just west of the center of Our-Commons, which was where the Spire of Kaine stood, and Emma was in the gigantic church behind the Spire. He hoped Clive was okay, although he was a good climber, that church looked like it was 20 stories tall at least.

Clive was really the first friend Harrison ever had, aside from his mother and Gunthar. Some would say his mother didn't count, but Harrison knew different. Jonah was proof positive that a parent didn't HAVE to like his offspring.

When Clive was very young, he'd  had fallen out of a tree and into the Appleseed while the students were on a field trip. Harrison fished him out. The two were best friend's ever since.

One day, Harrison knew, Clive would return the favor.

The trees in the park were a broad array, clearly planted in groups. There were Elms, Pines, Maples and Birch and more. Harrison chose a fairly low hanging branch of a young beech tree, and pulled himself up.

"Oh yes," he said outloud. This will hence forth be known as Harrison's tree!" The way the branches grew, he could easily climb up, and the way he was situated, he was partially reclined, with his arms resting comforably on two smaller branches.

Here he would sit until he found a reason to move. He'd brought along a botany book that was on next year's science curriculum. Almost any book interested Harrison, as long as it presented fact. Books about plants and nature though, they were his favorite!


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