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kingdomdressing2011-01-28 10:44 am
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intro!
[there's a small creature that should look familiar to some people wandering among some rubble, darting with quick movements from place to place. At the top of a heap of broken wall, it pauses, antennae quivering a bit, as if listening for something. There are footsteps from down the hall, and from their frequency it sounds like someone running.]
[the boy spots the Flood, those familiar blue eyes widening in surprise. However, he doesn't sink into a battle stance, or call his Keyblade. Instead, he moves to the bottom of the heap, holding a hand up to it. It seems to stare him down for a moment, twitching a little.]
There you are. C'mon, it's just me.
[the voice sounds remarkably like Sora's, and his appearance echoes that, save for his clothes and his dark hair. Instead of attacking, the little Unversed clambers back down the way it came, taking a leap onto his outstretched arm. It then proceeds to dart under the back of his jacket, clinging to the back of his shirt and trembling like a small, frightened animal.]
[the boy laughs--he's a little ticklish--but then sobers a bit.]
Hey, it's okay. We'll find our way back.
[ooc: as promised! This kid's icons are spoilery, for anyone who's still behind on that stuff, hence the default. But he's not actually wearing armor.]
[the boy spots the Flood, those familiar blue eyes widening in surprise. However, he doesn't sink into a battle stance, or call his Keyblade. Instead, he moves to the bottom of the heap, holding a hand up to it. It seems to stare him down for a moment, twitching a little.]
There you are. C'mon, it's just me.
[the voice sounds remarkably like Sora's, and his appearance echoes that, save for his clothes and his dark hair. Instead of attacking, the little Unversed clambers back down the way it came, taking a leap onto his outstretched arm. It then proceeds to dart under the back of his jacket, clinging to the back of his shirt and trembling like a small, frightened animal.]
[the boy laughs--he's a little ticklish--but then sobers a bit.]
Hey, it's okay. We'll find our way back.
[ooc: as promised! This kid's icons are spoilery, for anyone who's still behind on that stuff, hence the default. But he's not actually wearing armor.]
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