[53] just close your eyes and count to ten

[buildstherobots]

[Oh, Mayfield. Do you think you've heard sobbing? No, no you have not. Because that's pretty much all this tiny sparkle is doing, in-between panicked running about trying to figure out where he is and why doesn't he recognize anyone and professorrrrrrr ;A;

Okay, maybe he isn't wailing constantly, but he's definitely got a consistent sniffle, and will be found one of many places:

A. Bothering you! Tapping you, tugging on a pantleg, knocking on your door; wherever you are, he's trying to get your attention, looking increasingly distraught and panicked.

B. Getting into your electronics and/or car. How did he get in your house? It's not really important; despite the sniffle, he's taking something apart, and if you watch him undetected long enough you'll probably see him start putting it back together again. Maybe backwards, maybe better. He doesn't look any less upset than option A.

C. Resigned and miserable at the park. He's sitting beneath a tree, despondently drawing in the dirt with a stick, little skinny legs pulled up to his chest. Yes, still sniffling. Spare a tissue, kind sir?]

(I KNOW I'M ON HIATUS SSH. Replies will be slow, and will come from bittyglitter. There will be backtagging. 8Db)

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[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken sighs a bit and kneels down a little. He hands the little crying thing some tissues.]

I take it you're new huh. This is a town called Mayfield. I don't think you would have heard of it.

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[bittyglitter.livejournal.com]

[He nods again, taking the tissues and scrubbing at his nose.]

I don't even know how I got here... How do I get home?

[Oh, so hopeful. Good luck with this one.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Oog, another one huh? Ken smiles ruefully at the little guy.]

Well, I don't really know how you got here, but I can tell you there isn't a way home yet. [He made sure to stress the 'yet'. No use crushing the kid completely]

But don't worry! Everyone is working on it!

[bittyglitter.livejournal.com]

[Apparently the yet isn't that comforting, because the kid's eyes well up again anyway.]

B-but... but I have to! I'm making something for the professor and I wanted to show Jade first because he might like this one and... and...

[He wails a little and buries his face in the tissues.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Hey! Hey! Don't cry! It'll be ok! You'll be home before you know it kiddo! [C-crying child. Comfort mode activate]

[bittyglitter.livejournal.com]

...Do you promise?

[The kid looks up, though he keeps the tissues over his nose so he's really just peeking out over his hands.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

I promise. [Ken hands him more tissues.]

I'm Ken by the way. What's your name?

[bittyglitter.livejournal.com]

[More tissues are always good.]

I'm Saphir. I'm from Keterburg.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Hi Saphir, it's very nice to meet you. [Ken pats him on the head gently] What's Keterburg like?

[bittyglitter.livejournal.com]

It's cold. The snow only melts a little bit in the spring, but it's okay, because I have the Professor, and Jade. ...He's my best friend.

[He's starting to dry up a bit, thankfully.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[About time. How much liquid does this kid have in his head anyways? Sheesh]

Friends can make a lot of things better. [Ken smiles, knowing this well. The other members of Weiss make his hellish life a lot more bearable.]

Don't worry. That's one of the good things about this place. Once you go home, you go home to the exact time you left.

[bittyglitter.livejournal.com]

They won't have time to miss me? I'll be able to go back and everything will be the same?

[That seems to cheer him up significantly.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

That's right Saphir. You just gotta put up with this new place for a little while, we're going to have everything fixed before you know it.