Anne Miles (annemiles) wrote in whoville, @ 2007-12-15 15:19:00 |
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Anne stepped out of the quaint pub she'd found herself in, mentally shaking her head at the young man she'd just run into. Interesting, but young. As young as many of her students. And with as much of the arrogance that being chosen to go to the Acadamy seemed to introduce into all but a handful of those students. Tolerable, she supposed, but not very helpful when one is lost.
Looking around, she sighed when she found the buildings around her resembled the late twentieth or early twenty-first century architecture as much as the inside of the pub. So much for hoping the pub had been into an authenic historical appearence. Chosing a direction, she began to walk, hoping that perhaps she would find some sort of information booth, even if in this century, she suspected she'd find a map and printed brochures instead of a computer interface.
Though there were people on the streets, and it was possible one of them might be able to lend her assistance. If they didn't think her crazy, asking the date and place. She let out a small snort at that thought, and put on her smoothest professional smile as she approached the nearest person.
"Pardon, but would you happen to know where we are? I'm afraid I am a little lost."