An Apple A Day (Sarah Jane)

[Oracle]

Quite honestly, Oracle had grown tired over the last couple of months. Pick pocketing had become somewhat of a bore, but then again it was the only way she had to feed herself. Reaching up she tapped her sunglasses so they slid down her head, onto her nose and proceeded to look around at the people from where she sat.

It wasn't too cold outside which was the way Oracle liked it, normally this time of year it was hot so it was a nice change to be able to sit outside and not have to worry about getting to hot and her having to take her jacket off. Even after all these years, passer byers had a tendency to stare at the scars over her arms and she’d never fully gotten used to it.

Sighing she shook her head a little, reaching down into her massager bag she pulled out a apple and a book, even if she was looking for a mark she could eat while she could and read a little, she smiled a little watching people walk by from behind her sunglasses, or at least look like it.

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Sunglasses. They were no ordinary sunglasses, but she still would have worn them even if they had been ordinary.  They were cool and set off her jaw line rather well, she thought.  She'd decided to make the brisk walk herself from the editor to the printer.  Not only was it lovely along the stretch, she had little faith that many a government were not tapping every sort of electronic media she ever touched outside of Mr. Smith.  Fine leather messenger bag across her back, she strides along.  Her I phone peeks out of a special pocket she enjoys so much, easy to hear and grab in it's little mesh pouch.  The wallet she could even reach herself by putting an arm around her back and digging in to the other mock-belt closing that was only a magnet.

If it wouldn't have caused people to stare, she would have run just to feel the bang of her feet and her heart.  Sometimes it was fun to run when no one was chasing you.

[Oracle]

She watched the people pass by her, not giving her the time of day. Oracle smirked a little it was funny how invisible someone could be if they just kept quiet and didn’t draw attention to themselves, just how she liked it, it made pick pocketing a hell of a lot easier.

Frowning a little Oracle thought she saw someone she recognized, “Na, no one I know around these parts.” but the woman looked like a good mark so Oracle figured it was time to make some money.

Tossing the apple into the grass for the birds, Oracle stuck her book back into her messenger bag and got up slinging it over her shoulder as she got up. Keeping a brisk pace Oracle tried to catch up with the woman she had decided would make a good mark.

Finally she bumped into the woman quickly making her move and picking the ladies pocket. “Sorry love, I was miles away, didn’t see you. You ok?”

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She was jostled by a little ginger haired girl.  Cheeky looking thing, and she was about to give the girl the rough, but her tone of voice was sweet as pie as she apologized for giving Sarah Jane a knock sideways.  She wouldn't have thought about it twice, so innocuous, but as the girl got well ahead of her, there was a certain furtive way the ginger's hand went into her own pocket.  Just something. 

Sarah Jane swung her bag around to the front.  Her cell phone was still in it's spot. If she hadn't put her hands in her pockets in thought a moment later, she would not have noticed her Sonic Lipstick missing.  But it was gone.

"Oh, the - !" She had enough options to fill up that blank with that she just didn't bother at all.  There were enough joggers on the path she wasn't concerned about being heard as she too broke into a run.  In just a few moments, she was close enough to dart a hand forward, take a grip on a thin but surprisingly strong feeling arm, and whipped the ginger around to face her.

"I lost something." She declared, and it was clearly an accusation. 

[Oracle]

Oracle started to pull her hand away when the lady she’d picked pocketed grabbed her arm "I lost something." raising an eyebrow Oracle thought she recognized the woman’s voice but shook the thought away she had bigger things to deal with at the moment.

“That’s a bad habit you know, losing things.” the curse of the pick pocket with a conscious she could always zap the poor woman or use her speed to jerk her hand away but none of those options left the woman holding her arm unhurt which was something Oracle hadn’t intended to do in the first place.

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She was a dainty thing really, but clearly had an attitude. She kept a good grip on the girl with one hand and held out her other hand, eyebrows raised.

"You are far to quick to find them. Even in my pocket.  You have know idea what you almost did walking off with my lipstick." Those fingers snapped imperiously, but then she withdrew her hand and used it to take off her sunglasses.  Why did this slip of a ginger seem familiar.  Oddly, it was more her voice than anything else.  She frowned at her.

"Who are you?"  Her face at turned fierce, suddenly recognizing this as a possible plot, and not just a teen to be put back into place. "Did someone hire you to take my lipstick?"

[Oracle]

"You are far to quick to find them. Even in my pocket.” “Well color me lucky.” her natural smartass shining through before she could catch herself “Cool your jets Oracle if this woman had wanted to turn you in, for some reason I think she’d of done it by now, know when you are caught.” she thought.

“You have know idea what you almost did walking off with my lipstick." She started to say something smartass again when the woman snapped her fingers imperiously causing Oracle to instinctively flinch. “Yeah ok, don’t get your knickers in a twist lady.”

Reaching into her pocket with her free hand Oracle started to dig around in her pocket for the lipstick "Who are you?" she stopped for a second looking over the top of her sunglasses the woman, slowly she pulled out the lipstick and held it out to the side of her a little in a bowing motion “Names Oracle.”

"Did someone hire you to take my lipstick?" Straightening up some Oracle tired not to laugh a little “Heh, no.”

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She retrieved her Sonic from that brandished hand.  She used extra care, containing herself since the imp was complying and being so gracious about it.  The harshness of the girl's lip and skateboarder grace were in contrast to her almost gentleman like behavior.  That was in contrast with the delicate features of her face and feminine form.

It was the bow that did it.  Sarah Jane  knew this girl.  She put the sonic in her pocket then pulled of her sunglasses, revealing delicate knit brows.

"You were at the station.  With the Angels." she accused with some wonder.

[Oracle]

Oracle raised an eyebrow, staring at the woman in front of her. “Then, I apologize.” reaching up she moved her own sunglasses to the top of her head starting to put two and two together “Shades!” she’d never caught the womans name so considering the situation she’d met her in the nick seemed to fit.

After the whole Angels incident Oracle had vacated the area…or well vacated the TARDIS’s as soon as people’s heads were turned. Out of sight, out of mind it was the way Oracle worked best. “How ya been?”

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For that moment, she forgot all about the theft of her sonic, which was saying something.  Her eyes roamed over the young woman, as if the damage done would not only linger on skin, but perhaps still soot her clothing as well.  Oracle, her name had been, she thought, the name popping up in the Roledex she kept handy in her head.  Belatedly she let go.

"How am I? Good gracious, how are you? Last time I could actually see you, you were being electrocuted by a trolly and saving all of it's passengers!  Last glimpse I had, you were being dragged off by the Dark Lord, limp as a rag."

She hitched a shoulder, by habit about to whip out her detector watch, but this young person deserved a bit more politeness than that, at least.

[Oracle]

"How am I? Good gracious, how are you? Last time I could actually see you, you were being electrocuted by a trolly and saving all of it's passengers!” Oracle crossed one arm behind her back and held it with the other hand and looked at the ground a little. Yeah, she remembered that, that was when she actively looked for trouble to help out people, now lately she just tried to keep her head down.

“Last glimpse I had, you were being dragged off by the Dark Lord, limp as a rag." she couldn’t help but laugh a tiny bit, Oracle had help keep an extra set of eyes on the Angel in front of Shades while Oracle helped her back up towards a TARDIS “Meh, I’ve had worse and probably will have worse…er someday.” she shrugged not really thinking it was such a big thing. “I don’t believe I ever caught your name.” she held out her hand in a handshake gesture as to be a proper introduction. “I promise you will remain in possession of all your belongings, I don’t steal from people I know.” unless she had to.

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The girl was an enigma.  She was far to complex for her age, yet she was absolutely currant to her peers in a rather laissez faire fashion.  Oddly, she found herself reassured by the ginger's words, not because of what she said, but because of how she said it.  And how she shook hands when Sarah Jane took the one proffered to her.

"Sarah Jane Smith." She admitted, "And what is yours? And why didn't you die from that shock?" She was not quick to let go, her eyes perhaps more piercing than she'd intended.  It was an act of will not to rub at her own eyes, but she managed to not so much as twitch.

[Oracle]

Oracle shook Sarah Janes hand "Sarah Jane Smith." “Well, nice to meet you again properly this time Sarah Jane Smith.” she started to let the handshake drop “And what is yours? And why didn't you die from that shock?" Oracle smirked a little before letting some electricity flow down her hand till she had a nice little ball in hand.

Holding up the ball of electricity like it was a baseball, she started to toss it back and forth over her hand “Like I said, name’s Oracle, no last name…well at least not one I know of or remember, and as to why the shock didn’t kill me.” she closed her hand around the ball of electricity till it made a small audible pop.

Slowly, she lifted her wrist up that was still holding Sarah Janes hand, letting hers wrist and hand light up slightly with electricity, letting the electricity get as close to Sarah Janes hand as possible but not touch her so it didn’t hurt the woman.“There’s a certain level of control to it if you ask me.”

Blinking like she just realized what she was doing, Oracle dropped Sarah Janes hand and backed away a little, “…I’m sorry.”

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The young woman's handshake said quite a bit about her.  A strong hand, but small.  Confident but with modern-casual 'swag'.  It brought a smile to her face, as did her words.

“Well, nice to meet you again properly this time Sarah Jane Smith.”

"If picking my pocket is what you call 'proper.' "  This was followed by a genuine laugh as she teased.

Then she answered the question put her in a rather unique and compelling fashion.  The hair on her arms rose,  but not out of fear. There was imp in that face, danger even, but Sarah Jane sensed no ill will.  However, she did stand rather still except the raise of her eyebrows.  Blue light caught on ginger pale skin and shattered pale purple highlights into that sassy cut of her locks. Whatever Oracle was, she had an affinity with electricity. It must have it's limit's however, through grit-filled eyes she'd seen Oracle struggle with the massive output of the trolly line, shorting the power source with her own body.

The apology took her by surprise.   Concern flickered between defined brows.

"No need to apologize, I'm impressed.  With that and your quick thinking.  That trolly was full, Oracle." Sarah Jane offered her another smile frown. "Would you let me buy you an ice cream? Tea?"

[Oracle]

"No need to apologize, I'm impressed. With that and your quick thinking. That trolly was full, Oracle." Oracle blinked one eye, then another before reaching up and scratching the back of her head “Really?” Oracle shrugged a little, she hadn’t really thought about it at the time “Seemed the most effective way at the time.”

She crossed her arms behind her back a little thinking back on that. Softly, thinking out loud “I always wondered if it had been enough power to push the trolly all the way.” "Would you let me buy you an ice cream? Tea?" Oracle blinked again, forcing herself out of her thoughts.

Oracle tilted her head a little studying Sarah Jane for a moment before saying “Yeah, I could go for some tea.”