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[fortunefail]

[if you look closely, you'll see a nine-year old boy with blue hair sitting in the tree beside house #8. He's actually trying to hide from all the humans. As if waking up in a stranger's house isn't completely scary enough, he's also got these peculiar wings he can't take off anymore. To top it off, it's fairly obvious this village isn't Asgard.

All the distress vanished once he started flipping through that fun journal, though. He can read a bit, even though it's not perfect, and he can hear all the voice entries.

Surely, his father wouldn't approve of him playing with a suspicious toy like this. Especially because he took it from the stranger's house. But his father isn't here right now. Plus, he has to do something while waiting to be rescued.]


[[OOC: Actually, back when Yuan was a kid, Asgard had a different name. But they never say what it is (at least, not to my knowledge). So I'll just refer to it as Asgard, or Balacruf region, or something.]]

Comments

1/2 [totally to himself]

[loving-brother.livejournal.com]

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2/2

[loving-brother.livejournal.com]

Oh, hello there~!

[action]

[fortunefail]

[Yuan peeks down from the tree to stare at the unfamiliar boy. He was taught not to talk to strangers, but this one gives him a strange sense of familiarity. One that he's only rarely felt, because fellow half-elves are pretty uncommon in Asgard.]

...

[action]

[loving-brother.livejournal.com]

Um...My name is Mithos~
What are you doing up in a tree?

[action]

[fortunefail]

[hesitates for a moment]

... Hiding.

[action]

[loving-brother.livejournal.com]

Who are you hiding from?

[action]

[fortunefail]

Strangers.

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[loving-brother.livejournal.com]

...
You're a half-elf, aren't you?

[Action]

[tiotheautomata.livejournal.com]

[The entire area was unfamiliar to Tio and everything seemed to catch her eye. She stopped walking once she saw an unusual amount of blue in a tree. With a quick turn Tio marched over, stopping once she could identify the source.]

…A child.

[Action]

[fortunefail]

[Yuan's giving her a cautious glance. That girl looks pretty suspicious, and after Mithos told him this place is Tethe'alla, he's even more careful]

[Action]

[tiotheautomata.livejournal.com]

[Tio stared up at him blankly, not catching his look.]

What is the name of our location?

[Action]

[fortunefail]

[nervous shuffling]

... You don't know?

[Action]

[tiotheautomata.livejournal.com]

[Shuffle all you want Yuan, she's not taking her eyes off you.]

I do not understand, I was just recently relocated.

[Action]

[fortunefail]

[but that's just making him even more nervous]

Are you from Sylvarant too?

[Action]

[tiotheautomata.livejournal.com]

[Sorry Yuan, unless you say something about it...]

What is Sylvarant?

[kid-in-red.livejournal.com]

[Lloyd is out and about today... probably looking for Colette. He's passing by the house and the tree right now.]

[fortunefail]

[bright red shirt intimidates Yuan. There's a bit of rustling as he tries to hide himself between the leaves]

[little-hime.livejournal.com]

[Eve is exploring when she stumbles across a boy who looks a bit younger than her. She gazes at him curiously]

…Hello.

[fortunefail]

[hides between the leaves]

[little-hime.livejournal.com]

It’s okay… Don’t be afraid?

[She kneels down and outstretches her hand, cocking her head to the side]

Are you looking for your Mom and Dad?

[fortunefail]

[oh, he's in a bush? Sure, okay. Guess he can't sit in a tree all the time. He's still scared of strangers, though]

...

[little-hime.livejournal.com]

Don’t be afraid… I won’t hurt you.

[She decides going any closer would just scare him so she decodes to sit down where she is, right in front of the bush]

(ooc: Still really sorry. Lack of sleep and medications being shovled into your mouth= mass confusion)

[fortunefail]

[Yuan's still suspicious of this woman. In fact, so many people approaching him in general is a strange concept.]

[agarazium.livejournal.com]

Oh? Another half-elf like me!

[fortunefail]

[he's back in the tree again, and glancing down at Pronyma with mild curiosity]