tiir rumibul; oo8

[contemptibility]

Who: Bitty!Tiir & you!
Where: Somewhere on the streets.
When: Towards the beginning of the curse.
Style: [preferably sob]
Status: Open!

[Rather than what some of the other young children are doing, Tiir doesn't cry when he finds himself in an unfamiliar situation. Once it sinks in that he doesn't know where he is or how he got here (and why is he surrounded by humans?), he pauses—and then it hits him.

And once it does, rather than cry, he screams.

So, anyone passing by will likely see/hear the kid on his knees, eyes glowing red with him clutching his head and screaming as if it were the end of the world. Which it almost is for him, really.]

Why!? Why can't I—!?

[Why can't he hear it? There are humans everywhere, so he should hear the voice, telling him to devour them all—and yet his mind is empty.

Whywhywhywhy—]

Comments

[tinyphoenix]

_{[Little Ruca gets startled by the scream of the other boy. It takes him a moment to getter enough courage to actually approach him and ask:]}

H-hey... w-what's wrong? A-are you alright?

_{[He's concerned.]}

[contemptibility]

[Unfortunately for Ruca, Tiir doesn't particularly appreciate the concern. If anything, he hates it.

He looks up, glaring.]

Stop that.

[tinyphoenix]

_{[Ruca takes a step back, looking worried.]}

Stop... what?

_{[He doesn't understand. Did he do something wrong?]}

[contemptibility]

I don't need your worry.

[tinyphoenix]

B-but...

_{[That doesn't change anything. He is still worried.]}

[contemptibility]

[He looks away—though he remains on guard.]

Leave me alone.

[tinyphoenix]

_{[He doesn't really want to leave you...]}

...Will you be okay? On your own?