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[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?]
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Date: 2011-01-17 10:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-18 12:38 am (UTC)[The kid looks up, though he keeps the tissues over his nose so he's really just peeking out over his hands.]
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Date: 2011-01-18 12:41 am (UTC)I'm Ken by the way. What's your name?
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Date: 2011-01-18 02:27 am (UTC)I'm Saphir. I'm from Keterburg.
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Date: 2011-01-18 04:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-18 11:51 pm (UTC)[He's starting to dry up a bit, thankfully.]
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Date: 2011-01-19 12:50 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2011-01-19 03:04 am (UTC)[That seems to cheer him up significantly.]
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Date: 2011-01-19 03:15 am (UTC)