[center][h2][color=cyan]Estelle[/color][/h2]
Oh dear. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. Welp, scratch the idea of slowly backing away. They definitely noticed her now. She briefly considered turning and running away anyway but presented her back to a possible enemy with a gun was a very bad idea. As the woman drew closer Estelle felt her breathing speed up as panic washed through her. Her eyes darted from side to side, seeking a way to escape before landing back on the woman. The child bit her bottom lip. How do you talk to someone when you can't [i]talk[/i]? Just then a lightbulb went on over her head. That's right, she had her small notepad and pen in her coat pocket. She usually forgot about it because she signed when around Orion but he had given it to her in case a situation arose where she needed help and had to ask for it. 

She slowly lifted her tiny arms into the air, showing she was unarmed. Then, with her right hand, she slowly and carefully reached into her coat pocket and drew out the pen and pad. She held them out so the woman could see before she slowly flipped it out to a clean page and scrawled out a message. She then eyed the distance between herself and the woman. She took timid steps forward, halving the distance before she crouched down without taking her eyes off the woman and tore the message out. She laid the sheet of paper onto the ground before she slowly stood and scurried back to where she had been standing, leaving the piece of paper there pinned down with a rock so it wouldn't blow away.

The message read: [b][color=cyan]I got seperated from my brother and now I'm lost.[/color][/b] Short and to the point. Estelle really hoped these people would let her leave without any trouble. Yes, she could ask them for directions but she didn't want to be a bother. In the world they live in now, taking care of too many people would be very hard to do and Estelle didn't want anyone to die because she wasn't able to take care of herself. At the mommy and daddy question Estelle was sure her flinch was answer enough about their whereabouts. She didn't even like [i]thinking[/i] about it much less telling someone else.[/center]

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