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[fortunefail]

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[action - December 20th]

[fortunefail]

... Are you staying with someone friendly for now?

[action - December 20th]

[imasapling.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh! [He points toward the flower shop, where Kaori is.]

[fortunefail]

((OOC: Aaand then the subject lines were removed.))

[Yuan has no clue what he means by pointing at the flower shop, but he decides not to ask. He shouldn't be too nosy. The more questions he asks and the longer the conversation lasts, the angrier Mithos will be in a week or two.]

Good. Then, I'll be on my way. [And he begins pushing himself to his feet again.]

[imasapling.livejournal.com]

[OOC: enable custom comment pages. It reverts to the old style of posting, just with...custom colors and such. It's an improvement to LJ's so-called "improvements", trust me.]

[...Oh. His face falls. He was really excited to actually meet another half-elf for the first time, because his mother doesn't let him talk to the other ones who live in their town...and now Yuan's leaving. He looks up at him. 8(]

W-Where are you gonna go?

[fortunefail]

[OOC: sob this looks so terrible. I hope LJ will undo this change soon.]

[Did he just make Mithos sad? Damn, he just made Mithos sad.]

I'm... going home.

[imasapling.livejournal.com]

[OOC: I think the "Minimalism" styles look the least ugly, if that helps at all.]

[He looks down and kicks at the snow a little.] But isn't it nice out here?

[fortunefail]

... It's rather cold, don't you think?

[Cold like Yuan has to be, because if he's too nice to Mithos now, there may be repercussions.]

[imasapling.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but I got mittens and a coat and a scarf, so it isn't that bad. [Lifting up the ends of his scarf for Yuan to see. See how warm he can be? 8U]

[fortunefail]

[He sees it. Yes.]

Yes, well, I'm going inside anyway. You should do the same, once you're done playing.

[imasapling.livejournal.com]

[He drops the ends of his scarf again.] ...Okay, Yuan. [He'll just...play here by himself. Until Kaori is done with the plants, and she likes to spends lots of time with the plants.]

[fortunefail]

[That sad face is just horrible. It's making Yuan's stomach clench with mild guilt.]

... Take care of yourself.

[imasapling.livejournal.com]

Okay...

It was nice meeting you. I don't know any other half-elves, except for my sister.

[fortunefail]

Hm. I'm sure that in time, you'll meet quite a few more half-elves. We aren't as uncommon as you might think; you only need to know where to look.

[imasapling.livejournal.com]

Well there are some more in my town, but I don't know any of them...

[Hm hm hm...he's started wandering around through the snow again, making a small circle of footprints.] Are there more of us here?

[fortunefail]

Only two others, I believe.

[Though, he hasn't heard from that pink-haired girl from Dhaos' timeline for a while, now.]

[imasapling.livejournal.com]

[Still wandering carefully, eyes trained on the ground as he makes loops of footprints shooting off from the circle. His goal? To make it look like a flower. 8|a]

Wonder if I'll get to meet them! Are you all friends, Yuan?

[fortunefail]

[Yuan watches that flower as it slowly comes into being. Bah, Mithos was so innocent when he was a kid.]

Well, we certainly get along just fine.

[imasapling.livejournal.com]

[Okay, another petal, hm hm hmm....]

That sounds real nice!

[fortunefail]

... I'm sure you'll get along just fine with them, as well.

[imasapling.livejournal.com]

[and now for a stem to finish it off...]

You think so?

[and he stands back to admire his handiwork. Or...footwork.]

[fortunefail]

I know so.

[And with that, Yuan turns to leave a second time.]

[imasapling.livejournal.com]

[Darn, he thought his crafty scheme to get Yuan to stay longer had worked. Guess not... He pouts a little, but ducks his head so Yuan can't see and clasps his hands behind his back. He pretends to look some more at the picture he made in the snow instead.]

Bye... Have fun... [doing...whatever you're doing...]