003 - the world seems so much bigger when you're four and a half

[toheirishuman]

Who: Bitty John and you!
Where: Villa and the plaza
When: Backdated to Friday (1/18)
Style: Action spam because I'm feeling lazy
Status: open

[There's only so long you can play in your backyard before the space can no longer contain your imagination and you get bored. So despite the fact that John is only four years old now and really shouldn't be wandering, guess what he's doing? Yeah. Hopefully nobody was looking for him because the backyard is now -1 John Egbert.]

[Once he's escaped, John begins to wander the bubble. Dash had taken him out for an airborne view of the bubble earlier but other than that he hadn't really gotten to do much exploring outside of the villa yet.]

[After what seems like FOREVER he finally reaches the plaza and begins excitedly dashing about, pressing his nose up against the glass of shops, crawling under tables at the cafes, chasing stray cats, and...falling into a fountain. But does being soaking wet stop him?]

[The answer to that is no. Not in the slightest.]

((ooc: Feel free to run into him either before or after his fall-in with the fountain. Responses will come from alittlefreshheir))

Comments

im saying she was awake friday, because bitty john.

[overbiterestart]

[Jane was actually carrying about her normal day. Market, explore a little more of Vatheon, visit the plaza for lunch. This lunch date with herself was obviously destined to be different. Before she knows it she spots a little (sopping wet) boy running about the plaza that looks...kind of like John.

Mind you, Jane has noticed a lot more kids around ever since she woke up from her extended nap- and she wasn't exactly used to the curses quite yet. It was quite a confusing situation.

She kindly asks one of the waiters to just box her meal and she would be back for it. SHE HAS A LITTLE BOY TO CATCH. Okay so, HOW TO APPROACH? Carefully of course.]

Excuse me, little one? You look like you're having a jolly time there running around.

hehehehe :3c

[alittlefreshheir]

[How he would up in the SAME fountain a second time is a question for the ages. Seriously, John. What the hell. Though this time he was content to just stay in there for a little while and splash around in the water. Coupled with Jane's very ~careful~ approach, it's all to easy for her to catch the little rascal.]

[He turns his face up to look at her, only to give her a blank stare and then squint. He's only seen his nanna's picture on the mantelpiece, but with as much time as he spends in the living room watching movies, it's impossible for him to not know her face. But his nanna is very old and also she is dead. This girl is very young and distinctly less dead.]

[This is really quite confusing. But clearly if he just stands in this fountain and stares long enough, it will make sense. Clearly. Using his words will not help in this situation at all, no sir.]

*^*

[overbiterestart]

[YEs well, her intent was to get him out and perhaps take him somewhere WARMER THAN THIS. John you really are a little stinker aren't you. She crouches down to be at eye level with John and just smiles.

FRIENDLY APPROACHES ARE GOOD ONES.]

Are you having fun?

[She will go from crouching now to sitting on the edge of the fountain. If he calls her Nanna....what if she just hadn't the heart ot correct him.]

bbies

[alittlefreshheir]

[Still more uncertain staring. Can you hear the little gears clicking in his brain? He's trying to puzzle this one out but it's proving to be quite a nut to crack. Eventually though, he finally says something.]

Yes.

[It's a very matter-of-fact answer. Yes. He is having a lot of fun and intends to keep having as much fun for as long as he can. Read: until a responsible adult drags him away.]

You look like my nanna.

[It's not a question but it's not really...John what are you trying to accomplish here with this.

aaaaaaah u///u

[overbiterestart]

[She probably can, but she doesn't really understand why- she should. But she just isn't used to that thought. She probably never will be.]

that's good, but aren't you hungry or thirsty? I have some delicious lunch waiting at the restau--

[And there it was. He said it, and she doesn't have the heart to tell him that she just isn't his Nanna. Well. She is! But she isn't. It's a mess.]

Do I? Perhaps I could be your Nanna.

[She holds out her arms. Come with her John. A nice blanket and lunch is awaiting you.]

[alittlefreshheir]

But my nanna is dead. How can you be my nanna? Are you a ghost?

[That's...how that works, right? He neglects to answer her first question, though apparently the answer is 'yes'. At least, if that's what tummy rumbles mean.]

[overbiterestart]

[She is still trying to beckon him out of the fountain. Jane is a responsible teenager, and children should not be playing in the fountain!]

I'm not a ghost by any means. But we don't have to wonder about me being your Nanna or not.

[rockstark]

[for his part, Tony is out gathering more wiring and parts for his landing pad and lab when he sees the kid go tumbling into the fountain.

Tony > fish John out of the fountain.

yeah, that seems like a good course of action. he grabs the kid by his shirt and hauls him out]

Hey, careful, there, kiddo.

[alittlefreshheir]

[John squirms a little bit, spitting out a mouthful of water back into the the fountain.]

I was! I...meant to do that!

[Yup. Sure did.]

[rockstark]

Oh, well - okay then. If you wanna hang out in the fountain, I guess that's cool with me ... but won't the natives pitch a fit?

[alittlefreshheir]

I'unno!

[John doesn't really seem to care. After all, from his perspective, he only just arrived here a few days ago. Natives, schmatives.]

[rockstark]

Oh. Well, big who cares, then. Splash it up. [he grins]. You just get here?

[petitblanc]

[ There's an almost girl-like squeak that comes out of this one upon impact with the fountain. Water's everywhere and John's not the only one soaked. So's Kazutaka.

So he's standing there a moment, dripping before he realizes that being wet was caused by someone who fell into the water. He rushes over, tentatively peeking over the fountain. ]

Hello...?

[alittlefreshheir]

[A pair of wide, bright blue eyes behind square rimmed frames peeks up from behind the lip of the fountain's basin, tiny hands gripping the stone on either side of the little face.]

Hi!

[petitblanc]

[ There's a hesitant pause as he takes back, staring down at whoever it was in the fountain because really. He stands there, gripping tightly to his doll with a frown. ]

Are you alright?

[alittlefreshheir]

[John straightens up to his full and not at all impressive height. Seriously, the kid can't be any taller than three feet. If even that. He's beaming widely though.]

Yep!!! Oh...you're all wet. [Wait...he probably did that, didn't he?] Sorry...