[ LOG ] - Infirmary - Toma
Who: Belcoot, Toma.
Where: The infirmary agaiiin!!
When: Before Luca and Cecile's visit, after Geddoe's visit.
What: Toma visits Belcoot and they colour with crayons. *_* I so did not steal this from Erica~
Toma: *slowly and quietly enters the infirmary, carrying his hat in his hands looking around for Belcoot*
Belcoot: *is sitting up in one of the beds, and is actually one of the only ones in the infirmary, strangely enough. He's awake today, and, upon spotting the little boy, he smiles* Toma!
Toma: *looks up at the call of his name and starts to fidget* Uuh Uh! Belcoot *runs over to his bed* I came to see you, are are you doing!?
Belcoot: I'm doing well -- I should be able to get up and about by tomorrow morning. *he smiles reassuringly, reaching out to pat Toma on the head <3*
Toma: *beams* Well good! I brought some stuff in case you got bored. I know whenever Dr. Silva made me stay in bed I'd get super bored. *reaches into his hat and pulls out paper and crayons*
Toma: --I brought apple juice too if you want some! *pulls out juice as well*
Belcoot: *overwhelmed!!* That's very nice of you, Toma. Are you sure you don't want to have some apple juice for yourself, though? *he chuckles, reaching over to the paper and crayons... SO UNSURE what to do with them, but is pleased anyway!*
Toma: N-no I brought it for you! *looks at the crayons in Belcoot's hand* ..What're you gonna draw? *picks some crayons himself*
Belcoot: ... *urk* Hmm... *he sketches a little, picking up a black crayon to begin drawing eyes and a mouth, then moving onto a purple crayon* You'll have to guess...
Toma: *looks at it thoughtfully* .............
Toma: *leans in and starts really concentrating* ..........hnn;;;;;
Belcoot: *he keeps going, now having a short stick figure with purple hair, and adding two taller stick figures now~* Hmm?
Toma: ...*refuses to say the short figure his him* ...uh. I dunno >__>+
Belcoot: Hmmm. *adds a dorky hat and a colourful bow tie to the stick figure with black hair, and draws a :( face on the taller figure with purple hair -- he sucks at drawing, too!!!*
Toma: *can't help but laugh* hahaha okay, you're drawing Kidd and Eugene!
Belcoot: *he taps a crayon at the short figure, giving him a huuuuge hat now* And that's you. I'm sure you'll have fun with the older boys.
Toma: *mumbles*I'm not that short....
Toma: You know, I saw them in the bath! But Eugene fainted, it was kinda embarrassing... *starts drawing a potato shaped head with short bangs and long hair*
Belcoot: *watches Toma drawing curiously, trying to figure out who it is* Eugene... fainted in the baths? *he sounds kind of disbelieving* ... was he hit??
Toma: No! His eyes just rolled in the back of his head and he went down. I hear it happens a lot. You should teach him to be tougher...I feel sorry for him ....* trails starts drawing a green square for a dress, getting really into his picture. His tongue sticking out in concentration*
Belcoot: ... *he thinks he recognizes who that is, and he chuckles softly, not wanting to distract Toma* Well, maybe you should teach him to be tougher, then. I'm sure you know a lot about it all, and if he faints in the bath, well... he'd definitely appreciate it. *still confused that Eugene would faint in the bath, wtf*
Toma: Me!? No way...I'm not tough *looks down solemnly at his "missing person" poster of Lym for a moment, and then gets frustrated and scribbles all over the face*
Belcoot: *frowns a bit at the act of Toma scribbling out the picture -- he decides to have his own attempt at Princess Lym on a fresh piece of paper* Of course you're tough enough, Toma. You're one of the toughest boys I know for your age.
Toma: *blushes a bit* Well--What were you like when you were my age, Belcoot?
Belcoot: Hmm... I was born a gladiator of Falena. *he continues drawing Lym, except she's not a stick figure this time~* So I was forced to fight a lot. I had no choice.
Toma: Wooaah~ So you had no choice but to be strong, Belcoot! Lordlake was tough but nothing like that... *eyes Belcoot's picture*
Toma: Hey, is that girl you're drawing....
Belcoot: No, Lordlake was difficult in its own way. *he kind of draws a goofy heart on the side of the page, next to Lym's head, just to tease Toma* Hmm? What about her?
Toma: *Urk* W-what're you doing!? Don't draw that!! *quickly draws over the heart and transforms it into some kind of bird thing*
Belcoot: *laughs* What kind of bird is that? *points to the transformed heart*
Toma: I-It's a uh! You know! One of those kind of birds that... Sit in trees!! It's one of those birds!!.........It's a bird!!! //////
Toma: *points to Belcoots picture of Lym* What kind of Lym is that, huh?
Belcoot: Hmm, one that's not as pretty as she should be, I suppose. If the royal family saw this, they'd have me executed for doing such a bad job. *smiles a bit, actually having fun*
Toma: Just 'cause she's royalty and all doesn't mean she's 'pretty' hmph...! You have to make her nose more squiggly, Belcoot!
Belcoot: Squiggly? *considers this for a second, and then offers the paper to Toma* Hmm, you'll have to show me that.
Toma: Sure thing, *rolls up his sleeves* Just like this, see? *draws a pig nose and is obviously amused with himself* eheheheheh....
Belcoot: *he bursts out laughing, surprised at Toma's drawing* Princess Lymsleia looks like a piglet to you, then?
Toma: *starts feeling guilty* //// Well ..not exactly--Belcoot what do you think a pretty girl looks like!?
Belcoot: Hmm... a pretty girl can look like anything. It depends on a person's view of pretty, don't you think? I may think that, say, Lady Sialeeds is pretty, but you may not -- ... do you? *suddenly looks confused*
Toma: *nearly falls over* S-S-S-SIALEEDS!? ////////////////////////////////////////////// S-sialeeds..... uh uh.... Well she's...... She's okay I guess! hmph
Belcoot: *thinks that he struck a nerve* ... Do you think she's pretty, Toma? *asks again, just to see his response~*
Toma: /////////// *accidently snaps a crayon* HOW SHOULD I KNOW?
Belcoot: *comfortingly pats Toma on the head* It's alright -- it's good that you don't know. It's all a matter of opinion, anyway, so if you think a girl is pretty, do not hesitate to say so. There's no wrong or right.
Toma: But I don't think girls are pretty! There's nothing pretty about them!
Belcoot: Hmm, really? That's okay, too. I'd probably be worried if you found a lot of girls pretty. *smiles and pats him on the head again~* You're still young, after all.
Toma: *sits there and pouts as he's patted*
Toma: ....You know everything about girls Belcoot!
Belcoot: ... *FINDS THAT VERY IRONIC and smiles nervously~* Haha... it's alright. You'll learn as you grow up -- it's only natural, after all. *and, since he wants Toma to know he appreciates it, he reaches for the apple juice, taking a sip*
Toma: bleh, well i don't even care. Even if Lym wasn't a girl I'd still have to look for her *gathers his drawings up and looks at Belcoot's* ...Do you mind if I take that?
Belcoot: ... Hm? Of course you can. *he nods and drinks a bit more of the apple juice* And thank you, Toma. I really appreciate it. I haven't had fun in here the past few days until you came in.
Toma: *picks his hat up and pulls it over his and smiles* Well, don't forget you said you'd help me meet some of the people around here, okay? So hurry up and get better!
Belcoot: I'll be back up and finding in the tournament before you know it -- I promise I'll introduce you to people as soon as I'm out of here. *smiles back at him*
Toma: Right! Make sure you win that too, and don't just wind up back here, I don't have that much juice to give out you know?
Belcoot: *laughs* I'll do my best to fight against Kyle -- we both know how tough he is!
Toma: *torn between cheering for Belcoot or a Queen's Knight like Kyle* Uh well--! It'll be a really good fight anyway..I guess I should probably go I have to hang up some posters! >___>
Belcoot: I'll help you sometime when I get better. *favours him a small wave* I'll see you soon, Toma.
Toma: heh, see you! *waves Belcoot goodbye and rushes off with his paper*
Where: The infirmary agaiiin!!
When: Before Luca and Cecile's visit, after Geddoe's visit.
What: Toma visits Belcoot and they colour with crayons. *_* I so did not steal this from Erica~
Toma: *slowly and quietly enters the infirmary, carrying his hat in his hands looking around for Belcoot*
Belcoot: *is sitting up in one of the beds, and is actually one of the only ones in the infirmary, strangely enough. He's awake today, and, upon spotting the little boy, he smiles* Toma!
Toma: *looks up at the call of his name and starts to fidget* Uuh Uh! Belcoot *runs over to his bed* I came to see you, are are you doing!?
Belcoot: I'm doing well -- I should be able to get up and about by tomorrow morning. *he smiles reassuringly, reaching out to pat Toma on the head <3*
Toma: *beams* Well good! I brought some stuff in case you got bored. I know whenever Dr. Silva made me stay in bed I'd get super bored. *reaches into his hat and pulls out paper and crayons*
Toma: --I brought apple juice too if you want some! *pulls out juice as well*
Belcoot: *overwhelmed!!* That's very nice of you, Toma. Are you sure you don't want to have some apple juice for yourself, though? *he chuckles, reaching over to the paper and crayons... SO UNSURE what to do with them, but is pleased anyway!*
Toma: N-no I brought it for you! *looks at the crayons in Belcoot's hand* ..What're you gonna draw? *picks some crayons himself*
Belcoot: ... *urk* Hmm... *he sketches a little, picking up a black crayon to begin drawing eyes and a mouth, then moving onto a purple crayon* You'll have to guess...
Toma: *looks at it thoughtfully* .............
Toma: *leans in and starts really concentrating* ..........hnn;;;;;
Belcoot: *he keeps going, now having a short stick figure with purple hair, and adding two taller stick figures now~* Hmm?
Toma: ...*refuses to say the short figure his him* ...uh. I dunno >__>+
Belcoot: Hmmm. *adds a dorky hat and a colourful bow tie to the stick figure with black hair, and draws a :( face on the taller figure with purple hair -- he sucks at drawing, too!!!*
Toma: *can't help but laugh* hahaha okay, you're drawing Kidd and Eugene!
Belcoot: *he taps a crayon at the short figure, giving him a huuuuge hat now* And that's you. I'm sure you'll have fun with the older boys.
Toma: *mumbles*I'm not that short....
Toma: You know, I saw them in the bath! But Eugene fainted, it was kinda embarrassing... *starts drawing a potato shaped head with short bangs and long hair*
Belcoot: *watches Toma drawing curiously, trying to figure out who it is* Eugene... fainted in the baths? *he sounds kind of disbelieving* ... was he hit??
Toma: No! His eyes just rolled in the back of his head and he went down. I hear it happens a lot. You should teach him to be tougher...I feel sorry for him ....* trails starts drawing a green square for a dress, getting really into his picture. His tongue sticking out in concentration*
Belcoot: ... *he thinks he recognizes who that is, and he chuckles softly, not wanting to distract Toma* Well, maybe you should teach him to be tougher, then. I'm sure you know a lot about it all, and if he faints in the bath, well... he'd definitely appreciate it. *still confused that Eugene would faint in the bath, wtf*
Toma: Me!? No way...I'm not tough *looks down solemnly at his "missing person" poster of Lym for a moment, and then gets frustrated and scribbles all over the face*
Belcoot: *frowns a bit at the act of Toma scribbling out the picture -- he decides to have his own attempt at Princess Lym on a fresh piece of paper* Of course you're tough enough, Toma. You're one of the toughest boys I know for your age.
Toma: *blushes a bit* Well--What were you like when you were my age, Belcoot?
Belcoot: Hmm... I was born a gladiator of Falena. *he continues drawing Lym, except she's not a stick figure this time~* So I was forced to fight a lot. I had no choice.
Toma: Wooaah~ So you had no choice but to be strong, Belcoot! Lordlake was tough but nothing like that... *eyes Belcoot's picture*
Toma: Hey, is that girl you're drawing....
Belcoot: No, Lordlake was difficult in its own way. *he kind of draws a goofy heart on the side of the page, next to Lym's head, just to tease Toma* Hmm? What about her?
Toma: *Urk* W-what're you doing!? Don't draw that!! *quickly draws over the heart and transforms it into some kind of bird thing*
Belcoot: *laughs* What kind of bird is that? *points to the transformed heart*
Toma: I-It's a uh! You know! One of those kind of birds that... Sit in trees!! It's one of those birds!!.........It's a bird!!! //////
Toma: *points to Belcoots picture of Lym* What kind of Lym is that, huh?
Belcoot: Hmm, one that's not as pretty as she should be, I suppose. If the royal family saw this, they'd have me executed for doing such a bad job. *smiles a bit, actually having fun*
Toma: Just 'cause she's royalty and all doesn't mean she's 'pretty' hmph...! You have to make her nose more squiggly, Belcoot!
Belcoot: Squiggly? *considers this for a second, and then offers the paper to Toma* Hmm, you'll have to show me that.
Toma: Sure thing, *rolls up his sleeves* Just like this, see? *draws a pig nose and is obviously amused with himself* eheheheheh....
Belcoot: *he bursts out laughing, surprised at Toma's drawing* Princess Lymsleia looks like a piglet to you, then?
Toma: *starts feeling guilty* //// Well ..not exactly--Belcoot what do you think a pretty girl looks like!?
Belcoot: Hmm... a pretty girl can look like anything. It depends on a person's view of pretty, don't you think? I may think that, say, Lady Sialeeds is pretty, but you may not -- ... do you? *suddenly looks confused*
Toma: *nearly falls over* S-S-S-SIALEEDS!? ////////////////////////////////////////////// S-sialeeds..... uh uh.... Well she's...... She's okay I guess! hmph
Belcoot: *thinks that he struck a nerve* ... Do you think she's pretty, Toma? *asks again, just to see his response~*
Toma: /////////// *accidently snaps a crayon* HOW SHOULD I KNOW?
Belcoot: *comfortingly pats Toma on the head* It's alright -- it's good that you don't know. It's all a matter of opinion, anyway, so if you think a girl is pretty, do not hesitate to say so. There's no wrong or right.
Toma: But I don't think girls are pretty! There's nothing pretty about them!
Belcoot: Hmm, really? That's okay, too. I'd probably be worried if you found a lot of girls pretty. *smiles and pats him on the head again~* You're still young, after all.
Toma: *sits there and pouts as he's patted*
Toma: ....You know everything about girls Belcoot!
Belcoot: ... *FINDS THAT VERY IRONIC and smiles nervously~* Haha... it's alright. You'll learn as you grow up -- it's only natural, after all. *and, since he wants Toma to know he appreciates it, he reaches for the apple juice, taking a sip*
Toma: bleh, well i don't even care. Even if Lym wasn't a girl I'd still have to look for her *gathers his drawings up and looks at Belcoot's* ...Do you mind if I take that?
Belcoot: ... Hm? Of course you can. *he nods and drinks a bit more of the apple juice* And thank you, Toma. I really appreciate it. I haven't had fun in here the past few days until you came in.
Toma: *picks his hat up and pulls it over his and smiles* Well, don't forget you said you'd help me meet some of the people around here, okay? So hurry up and get better!
Belcoot: I'll be back up and finding in the tournament before you know it -- I promise I'll introduce you to people as soon as I'm out of here. *smiles back at him*
Toma: Right! Make sure you win that too, and don't just wind up back here, I don't have that much juice to give out you know?
Belcoot: *laughs* I'll do my best to fight against Kyle -- we both know how tough he is!
Toma: *torn between cheering for Belcoot or a Queen's Knight like Kyle* Uh well--! It'll be a really good fight anyway..I guess I should probably go I have to hang up some posters! >___>
Belcoot: I'll help you sometime when I get better. *favours him a small wave* I'll see you soon, Toma.
Toma: heh, see you! *waves Belcoot goodbye and rushes off with his paper*