[[Well, apperently, I can’t change my theme :I]]
Koschei was taken aback by the child’s too familiar tone and attitude. What had Ushas done to end up like this though? “I came to borrow something” he replied “What have you been doing before… in the last hours before I found you?” Perhaps an experiment had gone wrong.
Ushas didn’t say anything for a minute, blinking. Her eyebrows furrowed as she tried to think about it for a moment, head tilting to the side. What had she been doing before he had found her. “I dunno, I don’t really remember.”
[[I’m too lazy to do it right this minute but changing back to Phoebe!Ushas
[[So o: Plot or something random
Directed at both of you~ o:]]
[[Joey! Does that mean you want to~?
Dia! Alright then! Pick the Rani or Ushas?]]
“Ushas?” Koschei repeated in disbelieve and glanced around. Was that some sort of trick? It didn’t seem like something anyone involving Ushas would do, but who knows. “I am Koschei, and I am sure that you shouldn’t be in here. How did you even get in?” He bent down slightly, to not loom over the little girl
She rolled her eyes, nodding. “That’s what I said!” She snapped at the older man. “I was already in here.” She answered plainly. All of the test tubes and experiments did look like fun though. The child was tempted to touch everything, finding out how they worked. “How’d you get in here?”
[[So, with the reboot of the group, I’m thinking of resetting Ushas but that’ll wait to see if Joey keeps with us. Mainly because Rory and Mortimus really have to do with her character development]]
Koschei did not like borrowing anything in general, and of Ushas specifically, but she was the only who might provide any form of chemicals or devices without asking what he would use them for. He had come to her little lab expecting to have to talk her into helping him, and found it unlocked and seemingly empty.
Just as well, he would take what he needed and bring it back later. Koschei moved towards the shelves, but as he passed the laboratory bench he noticed the little child. He blinked at her in surprise, sure that she was not supposed to be here, and that she was strangely familiar. He stopped, looking at her uncertainly. “Uh… And who are you?”
The eight year old glanced up at the other, frowning. She huffed crossing her arms at the new person. “Ushas.” She responded shortly. Who was this guy in front of her. “Who are you?” She wanted to know who the strange man in front of her was and what he was doing here. The small child wasn’t very enthused.
before tumblr i was spending the same amount of time on the computer but i seriously cannot recall what i was doing