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vatheon2013-01-13 11:00 pm
relinquishing) wrote in vatheon2013-01-13 11:00 pm
N-no... no, I'm scared...!
Who: A very young Guy Cecil and a bunch of scary strangers.
Where: Yutopil Apartments and the alleys near the plaza
When: Monday morning - afternoon
Style: I prefer [Action], but I'll match.
Status: Open
[It was such a blur. He remembered it being dark and loud. There was shouting. They were running, his arm being pulled just a little harder as a window shattered in one of the front rooms. A scream echoed from another part of the hall, and he felt the urge to do the same, quickly biting his lip in fear. The shuffle of feet. The slamming of a door. There were soldiers. So many soldiers.
He was frightened.
Mary had said something to him. That he needed to hide. That he needed to live. Why? Why was this happening? This was supposed to be a happy day, right? Why were the soldiers here to hurt them? Why did his sister have to look so sad?
Mary... M-Mary, come back... I-I'm scared...!
He'd ducked away, knees to his chest and lip quivering, still trying to keep his older sister in his sights. And then, as if he'd fallen down a hole in the back of his hiding place... he was somewhere new. Mary was gone. And he didn't like it one bit.]
[Residents of the lower floor of Yutopil might here a thumping crash from Apartment 1-5 early Monday morning, followed by a loud wail. That's because one little blonde boy has literally fallen out of his bed and hit the ground a bit too hard. Nothing to truly hurt him in the end, but... well, he is a bit of a coward, and the impact is enough to startle him to tears. What is this place?! Where is he? And now his head hurts and oh no, oh please, what is he going to do????
He will eventually wander from his strange quarters, although the outside world isn't very inviting. Every face is strange and hostile, and with what he's just seen and heard he can't help but flinch away. So don't be surprised if you come walking through the plaza and hear the sniffling sobs of a young child, not even a day past five, huddled in the alleyway behind a building, head buried against his knees or hands wringing at clothes of the finest quality (dusted with the clouded markings of soot). He may look like an animal caught frightened in a bright light. But for as much of a man as Mary wants him to be, a stranger is still a stranger, and strangers are still frightening.]
((OOC: All replies will be coming from
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Hey, are you alright?
[He looks worried, but also a little uncertain of what he should do. It's not like he's ever seen someone cry - well, he himself is quite a crybaby but that doesn't mean he knows what to do when someone else is crying.]
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'm lost, I... I-I need t' find my sister, a-and I don't know w-where she is...
[This place was so strange, very different from the white buildings and green lands of Hod. He didn't even know where to start, and everything seemed so big and new--!]
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[So that means they're both lost! Ruca is trying to find a way to go back home. He doesn't want his parents to worry about him...
The silver haired boy gets a little closer.]
I'm lost too... but don't worry, I'll help you find your sister!
[He smiles a little.]
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[He looks behind the boy - no one that looked like him or had silver hair like him. Was he here by himself?
Gailardia presses his fingers together idly, biting his lip.]
Ah... Y-you're lost...? W-where'd your family go?
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[He looks worried for a moment, then reminds himself that he needs to be brave.]
I don't know this place at all... but it's fine! I'm gonna help you out and then I'm gonna find a way to go back home.
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[He gingerly rises to his feet, wiping his fingers on his tunic. Ahh he was a mess, Mother would scold him so much...]
Um... um, what's your name?
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[Ruca nods and smiles, glad that the other boy agreed.]
I'm Ruca!
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[He fidgets a bit before giving a clumsy little bow in Ruca's direction.]
I-it's nice to meet you. I-I'm Gailah.. [He shakes his head, looking frustrated at himself for a second. No, no, sound it out, nice and proper, just like Mary taught you.] --Gai-lar-di-a.
Ahh.... i-if we find her, c-could you stay and play?
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Nice to meet you too, um... Gai...lar...dia. [Such a long name.
At the question the boy nods at first, then actually thinks about it for a moment.]
...I guess I could. But not too long... Mother and Father will worry and wonder where I went... I don't want them to worry...
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[He looks a little ashamed for asking, but he shakes his head with a smile.]
Well, ah... t-that's okay! A little bit's okay. A-and then you can meet Mary, right? I'm sure she'll like you.
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Sure! Now... let's start looking.
[And he grabs the other boy's hand to lead him out of the alleyway.]
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Where, though? Mary and I were at home and then suddenly we weren't anymore... I... I dunno where she's gonna be.
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[Ruca thinks about it for a while.]
...Maybe we could ask someone...
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Um... an adult. I think? S-she's kinda tall. Other tall people m-mighta seen her easy.
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You're right... we should try that... [and yet he looks hesitant now.]
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We just... we just gotta talk to one of them and they tell us some things, maybe. Right?
[He chews on his thumb a bit more, glancing around before pointing at a man standing at a nearby vendor.]
...Like that one.
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[he needs to tell himself that he can do it.]