Sasha moved carefully down from the shelf he stood on, looking around with his bright green eyes. The toymaker usually didn't come into his granddaughter's room when she wasn't home, not unless...
A new doll?
He moved a little faster to go and find out.
"Ooh a cowboy! How cute you are!" Ella said smiling at the boy. He was absolutely adorable, sure he was splotched but they all had a mistake here. "How would you like your own bedroom?" She asked him excitedly, it looked as if the red and blue kids room would be useful after all.
"Thank you ma'am." Jack murmured, confused, he wasn't sure how to react, he hadn't interacted with otehr toys too much in the work shop and was new to this whol talking to another toy thing. He stood on hi stip toes and looke dover the balerina's should erinto the house. He used his good arm to shift the rifle slung ove rhis shoulder, still keeping his bad arm stiff at his side, hopefully nobody would notice it.
"I'm Ella, its very nice to have you here." She told him sweetly standing up. Ella did in fact notice that he seemed to only use one arm, though she payed it no mind. Thinking it to be nothing. She walked through the doll hall passing Katrina again on he lower floor. "New toy!" She said in front of her door then headed up the stairs to the kids room. "Here!" She said opening the door excitedly.
Sasha limped up to the doll house, head tilted curiously to the side. He moved at a slow and steady pace, slowed down by his short leg. Though he payed it no mind as he reached the doll-house.
Ella walked Into the room then glanced out the window. It seemed to be someone else approaching. A Russian doll? Like her? She instantly stood straighter watching him befor turning back to the little doll, though her eye stayed on the window.
Jack looked back listneing to the sound of a limp, another doll was coming. He turned around and saw a soldier headed this way, he pushed his hat back to better a look at the soldier, he wans't American that was for sure, Jack squinted trying to see what uniform he wore better.
"He is Russian. Like me." Ella told the small doll who was trying to see him better. The cowboy still hadn't told her his name. Oh well, she would figure it out later. "Is he headed here?" She asked him, not looking out the window.
Age: Looks 16
Toy type: Princess doll
Mistake: Amy was dropped when her dress was being put on, damaging her leg so she finds it difficult to walk, and fufill her true passion of dancing.
Appearance: Amy wears a pale blue satin dress, with matching shoes. She has light blonde, curly hair and wears a pale blue head band (the same colour as her dress). She has deep blue eyes and long eye lashes. At less than two and a half apples tall, she is very petite and is slim and delicate.
Attitude: Amy is a very positive person, and can always see the best in people. Even though she can't dance, she enjoys singing.
Personality: Despite being small, Amy has a big personality, but normally gets on well with people. She is usually confident, although she sometimes feels self-concious about her leg. She is very loyal and trustworthy, and really cares about people.
Amy remained motionless, her eyes unblinking, as the toy maker carried her gently into the room. He placed her near the dolls house, and she stayed there until she registered the sound of the door closing. She climbed to her feet with difficulty, feeling dazed and confused as she looked around.
(( there is a castle also, so feel free to have your toys go there if they would belong there better... ))
Jack had flopped down when the toymaker ahd come in and didn't move until the door shut the foot steps faded. He then awkrdly got to his feet having trouble with only one fully working arm.
"Yes ma'am." he siad in response to the balerina's question.
Jack turned his head adn look at the new dool, all the people were bigger than he was. THis one was a girl with a blue dress, she had a bad look. Jack wondered who else was here and if they all had mistakes...well the balerina didn't have a mistake that he'd seen.
Ella sighed rising onto her pointes absentmindedly. She stood in first en pointe frozen as the toymaker came in again then remained frozen almost even when he left. She was watching the princess doll, they had their castle and she had yet to meet a friendly one. Or at least one who wasn't vain. She ignored her turning back to the small cowboy. "You will like it here I think." She told him sweetly looking back to the Russian doll on the other side of the room than the princess who was further away.
Sasha finally made it to the doll house. When the toymaker had come in once more, he had fallen forward, stiff and frozen. He stayed that way, lying there until the toymaker left. He struggled to get to his feet before he moved towards the doll house door. Then, he knocked politely.
Ella jumped slightly at the knock. "I'll be back cutie!" She told the little cowboy then headed down quickly. She arrived to the door at a new record then clutched a arm around herself. She wasn't shy with kids, though with others her age... She opened the door slowly and quietly. "Hello." She said softly not looking up at the Russian doll.
Katarina heard a soft knocking and ran to answer the door. A Russian doll stood before her. "Come in, " Katarina said, smiling and beckoning him to enter.
((Uh-oh, maybe they answered the door together.))
((No, Ella could have been still in the hall and she heard Katrina answer the door. Gladly she didn't have to do it herself. She smiled to herself watching the Russian doll. Hmmm that works. Haha ))
Amy saw the house and began to limp towards it, hoping the people inside were friendly. She knocked on the door and pinned a sweet smile to her face, standing so the cracks on her legs were hidden by her dress.
A lot of people were here, Jack played with the strap of his rifle nervously. He looked around teh kitchen, where he was, he trie dto move his stiff arm up to hat to fix it but he could barely raise his arm at all, he frustratedly stomped his little boot and used his other hand to fix his hat, allowing hsi stiff arm to fall to his side.