Arrivals

Who: Will, and anyone currently in 2 Oakdale Drive (residing or visiting!)
When: After dark
Where: aforementioned house of "Experiment E-ers with S names...& Will"

Will had taken the long way back, in some kind of hope of finding Leah amongst the twists and turns of the town. He didn't have all the streets quite memorized -- and had gotten lost -- but as dark fell, he knew he needed to get home before something happened to Scott or himself, and started paying attention. He wasn't finding Leah and this was doing no good.

Her disappearance had seriously shaken him -- earlier he had sat on the church steps and had a minor freakout and a bit of a cry - but at this point, he was cold, hungry, and there wasn't anything to do about it. As he had told Tobias, it was their own fortitude that had gotten them through experiment C and it was that which would get them through this town, random disappearances or no.

He'd found his way back to the park, and through it to the house, and was relieved to see lights on. Shaking the snow from his shoes, he came in, hoping Scott was feeling a bit better.

 - ..

Scott wasn't particularly feeling better, but he was less worse than before. He was sitting in the living room in his pajamas, slowly working his way through a bowl of chicken soup. He looked up and shouted hoarsely. "Leah? Will? I'm in here." Finally, some more medicine. He'd finish his soup off and take his meds then head back to bed. He hoped he'd finally be able to breathe afterwards.

 - .

While waiting for Jesse, Sophie had gone upstairs to look for Scott and Saj. She hadn't found them, but one of the doors that had been closed before was now open. Empty, but open. She'd been about to explore further when she heard a familiar voice from downstairs that sent her running. "Omigod! Scott?!" she exclaimed, jumping the last few steps and scurrying into the living room.

 - .

Will paused at the sight of a new face, surprised. When had she arrived? She must be taking Leah's room; there was nowhere else she could be. He was conflicted: he didn't want to make anyone feel unwelcome, and he loved meeting people, but a new girl so quickly arriving on the heels of Leah's disappearance was just...too much too fast.

"Um, hello," he said awkwardly, hands full of medicine, and looked confusedly between the two of them, not wanting to interrupt a reunion immediately with bad news.

 - ..

Scott heard the female voice and recognized it immediately. "Sophie?" he stood up slowly than he normally would have, and headed over to embrace the girl, but not before another coughing fit hit him. "Oh my god, honey, when did you get here?" His voice still raspy, He turned and smiled at Will. "Will, this is Sophie. Sophie, Will." He looked behind Will, expecting to see another person with him. "Where's-" he coughed again. "Where's Leah?"

 - .

Will nodded to Sophie and smiled a little nervously; normally he was extraordinarily pleased to meet people, but now...everything was so confused. "It's a pleasure."

His smile faded, though, when Scott asked about Leah, and he looked down and rubbed his neck. "Scott...Leah's gone. I mean, really gone. I don't know what has happened to her." He could tell his accent was getting a little thicker with stress. "She's just -- vanished. I looked all over town, in the clinic, down side roads...I do not know if she was hurt, or taken somehow -- or if she tried to leave. It doesn't seem like her to go and not return." He spread his hands. "I came back with some medicine myself - some antibiotics and cough syrups - but I didn't know what else to do."

 - ..

"What?" Scott shouted hoarsely. "She's gone? Son of a..." He was interrupted by another coughing fit. "Well, thanks for looking at least. And the meds." He motioned Sophie towards the living room. "Come on, we can talk in here while I finish my soup." Gone. That's ridiculous. Hope she's not tied up somewhere like I was...

 - .

Sophie had thrown her arms around Scott when he'd gotten close enough to embrace, giving him a concerned look for the coughing and raspy voice. Before she could ask, however, he was making introductions, and she gave the man introduced as Will her most charming smile. "Pleased to meet you," she said, then fell quiet as they discussed Leah. She followed Scott into the living room, helping herself to a seat on the couch and tucking her legs up beside her. "I woke up in a bedroom upstairs," she said in answer to his earlier question. "I don't know how I got here, no one told me anything." Catching Will's accent, she peered at him with another smile. "You're French," she said, pleased. She always spoke the language with her parents, but rarely got the chance to use it otherwise. She'd welcome the opportunity to chat with a native - though she'd been raised in Texas, she'd visited family in France during summers, her parents raising her to appreciate her dual cultural influences.

 - .

Will felt a little ashamed for having "lost" Leah, when he heard Scott's tone of voice, and followed them into the living room quietly, sitting down in a chair. He was distracted, however, at Sophie's pleased exclamation. Usually his national origin came along with a suspicious look, some naughty joking about the French or an "ooh, how exotic", but hers had a tone of recognition, and he nodded, allowing himself a smile.

"I am, yes. ...Parlez-vous français?" He grinned, not having the chance to actually speak French with anyone very often.

 - .

"My parents are from France," Sophie replied in flawless French, beaming. "We have family there still, as well. I used to spend summers there occasionally, near Marseille." She'd go back there, when this experiment was over. She hadn't been back (outside of film premieres where she had no time to herself) in far too long.