☆ thirteenth | voice
-an' stay there, all right? Keep readin'. Or whatever. [. . .] S'dumb to just follow me around. Ye got no clue. Could prolly sell you or dump you somewhere before ye blink. Jus' like your old parents did, I bet. En't like we got money for anythin' else. Then what'll ye do, huh?
[ Quiet, watching Xion eradicate tsun just by existing mess with the journal.
The little girl simply stands there and endures all of this ranting, occasionally blinking up at Allen with big eyes before going back to the little book and pawing at it, patting her hands on the pages, trying to make something else happen. She doesn't say a word and her expression never changes from perfect blankness. ]
Tch. Dumb brat. I bet ye eat a bunch too.
[ Ladies and gentlemen: the least convincing display of tsun in the world. ]
Bet it's all that-that clown's fault. Ditchin' kids in the middle of nowhere with all these-freaks. Should've seen it comin', lying bastard ripped from his mum's-
[ There's a noise suspiciously like a sniffle. ]
Forget it! I got a plan, OK? Just wait here.
[ Today, in the plaza, there is the Cutest Little Girl Of All Time in a cute but generic little pink dress and a rumpled little brat wearing the crumbly remnants of clown makeup. One of them is grumbling to himself, while the other simply stands there and watches the world with uncomprehending eyes. Though she may, at some point, take Allen's hand and cling to it like a lifeline.
Later in the hour, Allen will be taking some initiative to do what any practical new arrival in Luceti would do: gather supplies. From your clothes. What do you have in your pockets, Lucetians? ]
[ ooc | Forward-dated to the afternoon, Xion and Allen will both make appearances in threads unless you specifically request one. \o\ ]
[ Quiet, watching Xion eradicate tsun just by existing mess with the journal.
The little girl simply stands there and endures all of this ranting, occasionally blinking up at Allen with big eyes before going back to the little book and pawing at it, patting her hands on the pages, trying to make something else happen. She doesn't say a word and her expression never changes from perfect blankness. ]
Tch. Dumb brat. I bet ye eat a bunch too.
[ Ladies and gentlemen: the least convincing display of tsun in the world. ]
Bet it's all that-that clown's fault. Ditchin' kids in the middle of nowhere with all these-freaks. Should've seen it comin', lying bastard ripped from his mum's-
[ There's a noise suspiciously like a sniffle. ]
Forget it! I got a plan, OK? Just wait here.
[ Today, in the plaza, there is the Cutest Little Girl Of All Time in a cute but generic little pink dress and a rumpled little brat wearing the crumbly remnants of clown makeup. One of them is grumbling to himself, while the other simply stands there and watches the world with uncomprehending eyes. Though she may, at some point, take Allen's hand and cling to it like a lifeline.
Later in the hour, Allen will be taking some initiative to do what any practical new arrival in Luceti would do: gather supplies. From your clothes. What do you have in your pockets, Lucetians? ]
[ ooc | Forward-dated to the afternoon, Xion and Allen will both make appearances in threads unless you specifically request one. \o\ ]