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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.]]

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[fortunefail]

I'm not-... I...

[stares down at the ground]

I'm not allowed to talk to strangers.

[little-hime.livejournal.com]

[Eve nods]

I see…

[A frown]

Are you lost?

[fortunefail]

[thanks to Mithos, he knows his current "location". Whoops.]

... No.

[little-hime.livejournal.com]

[She draws her knees up to her chest]

You don’t have to worry. I won’t hurt you.

[fortunefail]

...

[blink]

[little-hime.livejournal.com]

I promised to protect people.

[She smiles lightly]

If you’re ever in trouble you can ask for me okay?

[fortunefail]

[oooh, a guardian type of person. Neat.]

Alright.

[little-hime.livejournal.com]

[She nods and gets up]

I’m going to go gather some fruits. It was nice to meet you Yuan.

[Eve begins o walk away and will be eventually out of sight]

[fortunefail]

[watches her leave]