gravity.

[quavering.livejournal.com]

[he's trying anything and everything to keep himself distracted.]

[accompanied by a stack of computer paper, he's busying himself with the task of making paper airplanes. a coffee table acts as his work bench and already the floor is littered with his creations.]

Comments

[tiny-witch.livejournal.com]

[p-peeking at what he's doing. hi, little girl]

Origami?

[quavering.livejournal.com]

[he glances up.]

Oh. I suppose. Very simple origami, to say the least.

[he holds up another airplane. with a flick of the wrist, he sends it gliding across the room.]

[tiny-witch.livejournal.com]

Do you know how to make more complicated ones?

[quavering.livejournal.com]

N-Not at all.

[he confesses with a sheepish smile.]

[tiny-witch.livejournal.com]

Can I try?

[quavering.livejournal.com]

Of course.

[he scoots over to make room for her.]

[tiny-witch.livejournal.com]

[sits next to and those little girl hands start working. after a while--

--oh hey, is that a paper lotus flower?]

[quavering.livejournal.com]

[way to outshine him, but he's too amazed to care.]

How'd you do that?

[tiny-witch.livejournal.com]

It's easy! Want to learn?

[veartette.livejournal.com]

Paper airplanes?

[quavering.livejournal.com]

Mhm.

[he nods as he folds the wings on another one.]

[veartette.livejournal.com]

Any particular reason you're making them?

[quavering.livejournal.com]

[he makes an odd gesture with his hand.]

To keep my mind off of things.

[veartette.livejournal.com]

Something bad?

[quavering.livejournal.com]

Kinda. It's all very stressful.

[sighs right before he sends another airplane towards the ceiling.]

[veartette.livejournal.com]

Is there anything I can do to help?

[quavering.livejournal.com]

[pauses to rub at his eyes.]

... I'm not really sure.

[lollied.livejournal.com]

[suddenly darts to the side, and laughs.]

Why am I not surprised.

[quavering.livejournal.com]

Oh-!

[presses fingers to his mouth.]

Sorry!

[lollied.livejournal.com]

[waves a hand.]

It's fine! It didn't hit, after all.

[quavering.livejournal.com]

That's good... I'll look where I aim next time.

[embarrassedly rubs at the back of his head.]

[lollied.livejournal.com]

[strolls over, picking up a paper airplane on her way.]

I don't think I've seen you before. Did you just get here?

[quavering.livejournal.com]

Yeah. A few days ago.

[he nods.]

[lollied.livejournal.com]

I'm Kairi, if you didn't know that already.

[she unfolds the paper airplane and starts folding it anew, making it a shorter one.]

So you've seen the crazy, huh?

[quavering.livejournal.com]

'The crazy'?

[he echoes, giving her a confused stare.]