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#1
September 9th, 1888 — High Street, Hogsmeade
Scenario Challenge:  Smell Something and Find the Cause of It

"Eeper Weeper, chimney sweeper, had a wife but couldn't keep her.  Had another, didn't love her, up the chimney he did shove her."

With a giggle, Billie skipped her way off of a low wall and back to the street. It was early afternoon, and she'd been sent off on an errand that she'd long ago completed. She had since turned to dawdling, and, apparently, singing random rhymes while she roamed about High Street.

"Ladybird, ladybird fly away home. Your house is on fire, and your children are gone. All except--Uuuugh."

That is, until a most pungent aroma reached her nostrils, and she stopped short in her tracks, nearly causing some other poor soul to fall over her. This was High Street, not the slums!  What on Earth was that smell? It usually smelled nicer on this end of town. Unable to keep her comments to herself, she blurted out, "Smells like ol' man's feet!"


Open to anyone who wants to either find a strange smell or to be the source of said smell!


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#2
Jack had been having a meal at the Broomsticks with a couple of buddies and was now walking with them through high street. All being full grown adults, they didn't really notice the urchin until one of their number stumbled right over her. Jack laughed out loud at the urchins - the couldn't rightly tell if they were female or male, nor did it matter to him - comments. "I haven't the faintest idea," he intoned, now also curious since this was the part of High Street that tended to smell more like baked bread and the like.


#3
"'Ey! Watch where ya goin'!" she shouted when one of the adults fell over her. Being crashed into was something she was quite used to happening, but Billie wasn't one to timidly dismiss the occurrence altogether. She always had to make sure they realized what they had just done.

While she would have otherwise given the group a very displeased tongue-lashing, the smell was starting to make her nostrils burn. Instead, she shuffled forward and started to sniff Jack and each of his buddies in turn. She was like a strange, grubby canine, trying to discover the source.

"Well, it ain't none of ya!" She declared, her hands sitting on narrow hips. "What the flippin' heck is it, then?"


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#4
Considering the child was an urchin, Jack's friend didn't care to apologize but Jack did. "I'm sure my friends very sorry. He's just a bit knackered," he chuckled. The kid started sniffing at them which some of his number took offense to. Luckily Jack didn't tend to keep company with the sort that would swat a child, urchin or not. "Maybe it's you," he suggested with a grin to show he was joking before looking around. "Maybe someone did their business in the alley."


#5
"Maybe it was ya friend who did his business in the alley if he's so knackered," She shot back, sending Jack's friend a rather large glare. It seemed Billie didn't seem to mind Jack since he'd taken the time to actually apologize and joke with her.

"It ain't me! Mr. Ollivander made me wash yesterday." Not that she had done a great job. Dirt still lingered about her ears, and she tended to explore the world with great enthusiasm, so she already sported a thin layer of dust.

"It don't smell like someone's business, anyways. Smells like somethin' died!" She seemed very sure about that fact as if she'd smelled the aroma of death a few times.


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#6
"Well. Maybe it's time for us to be detectives," Jack said with a grin when the kid declared that it smelled like something had died. He was used to being around poorer folk. A couple of his best friends were good, working class folk. For all they knew, it could very well be a dead body. Maybe one of the vampires got zealous with their meal. The possibilities were endless, kind of. "Come on, wanna see if we can find the source?"


#7
Billie immediately perked up at the mention of detectives. Of course, she didn't know any personally, nor had she read any stories, but some of the village children had, and she loved the games they played surrounding it. Even though she often ended up being someone who was more like Doctor Watson than Sherlock.

"Okay! C'mon, then!"

With that, she jerked her head in the direction of the odor and started slowly tromping in an awkward march, sniffing all the while, like a Bloodhound with a terrible cold.

She slipped into the dimmer light of the alley and peeked over her shoulder to be sure Jack was still following. She was excited! This wasn't just a game, it was a real mystery to solve! Perhaps, they'd end up finding some sort of murderer.

As they continued, the smell grew stronger and seemed to be emanating down a very narrow side-alley between a row of buildings.

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#8
Jack's friends were a little less eager to trail after some urchin kid that they didn't know but Jack didn't mind that. If anything, he probably didn't even notice. The kid was sniffing the air like some sort of dog and it was an amusing sight to watch. Jack was obviously under the assumption that the kid was just some urchin boy so he thought nothing of slipping into the dimmer parts of an alley with him.

Jack was not fond of alleys in general but it had been his idea in the first place. The smell did indeed grow stronger and it was only thanks to Jack being used to being around a bunch of sweaty guys most of the time that he managed not to gag. "That reeks. I think we're close. The source is definitely around here somewhere."


#9
Luckily for Jack and his friends, she wasn't about to pick their pockets. She no longer felt the need since she lived with Gideon and wasn't starving to death. Even when she had resorted to such things, she did so with an incredibly guilty conscience.

"Wha' if it's really someone's feet?" She questioned with a large smirk. Zig zagging down the alley, they ended up at a seemingly dead end. It was a bit of odd fencing that boxed in someone's 'yard,' if one could call it that. Nothing seemed to lie in front of it, but the smell was horrific.

With a frown, she paced about, and then scurried closer, using the fence to help lift herself up and squint over into the yard. The child gasped and quickly jumped back to the ground and tried to shake the image she'd just seen out of her head.

"It is somethin' dead. I dunno what it is. It's all open and everywhere and...maybe it's an animal!"


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#10
"Then I guess we'll feel really silly," Jack said with a shrug. The closer that they got to the smell, the more it didn't really smell like anyone's feet, though. There didn't seem to be anything of interest at first glance. It just seemed to be a dead end of sorts. Watching as the boy scurried closer to some sort of fence, his attention was piqued when he jumped back down to the ground, looking a little shaken.

"Well, that explains the smell. Another animal or a vampire must have gotten to it," Jack said, covering his nose as he peered over the fence himself. "Or someones butchering it for their dinner. Either way, it seems we solved the case."


#11
"A vampire?" She gasped out, and gulped at the thought. Billie didn't know much about vampires, just what she'd heard from other people and what was said in stories. It's likely that she'd meet one and not even realize they were one, and, in her usual friendly way, try to befriend them. "Ya really think so? Holy hell."

She nodded solemnly about the case being solved. Hopefully, it hadn't been someone's pet. It seemed much too small to be a human. "Should...should we tell someone?" She felt as if that would be the responsible thing, but she sort of just wanted to dart off and leave it for someone else to deal with. Jack seemed to be an adult. Maybe he'd have the right answer.


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#12
"They got to have blood to survive so maybe so," Jack said. That was just a sad fact of vampire life and he knew not all wanted to go to the Ministry for their needs due to the stigma. He was somewhat sympathetic, sure, but he never wanted to actually meet a vampire.

"I can take care of that if you'd like to head on home or wherever it is you plan to adventure next," he assured, sort of sensing that the kid wanted to take off and not blaming him one little bit.



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