♕ 09 - Shrinking

[wishmadeinfire]

[In the lobby there is a child. A familiar child, perhaps to some, and to others a stranger. He's sitting in one of the singular chairs, back straight, feet dangling a bit above the floor. He's dressed in red shorts and a red tank that's cut to show his belly, but he has a white wrap that cuts across half his body in a sort of semi-toga, belted at

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dictated;

[priestish]

[WHAT'S THIS? it sounds to him like a new resident... and a lost child, at that. clearly he must offer some help.]

Ah - please don't be alarmed! I promise it isn't anything like a kidnapping. ...Or... well... okay. So, maybe it is, but-- Y-you're not in any danger!

Do you see a journal anywhere nearby...?

dictated; - Yay Abel~!

[wishmadeinfire]

[The little boy frowns harder at his journal.]

You could be lying to me! You could be the one who kidnapped me!

I demand to know who you are and I demand my release at once!

[Oh yes, imperial brat mode, here we go.]

dictated; flkwjer YAY MINI-ASHURA?! <33

[priestish]

H-hold on just a moment--! I had nothing to do with it, really! I'm stuck here, the same as you, alright? As are all the other people in the castle right now. We're all very far from home and all on the same side, so there's no reason to get upset, okay?

My name is Abel - Father Abel Nightroad. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss...? [......lol]

dictated; Hehehe ~ <3

[wishmadeinfire]

My name is Crown Prince Ashura of the Ashura Clan! Son of Ashura-ou, King of the Ashura!

And you still have shown no proof you're telling the truth, Father Nightroad.

...You could even be an agent of the Yasha Clan!

[Which was impossible, but in the way of eight year olds he tends to make things worse than they really are in his head.]

dictated; /pinches cheeks

[priestish]

[oh... oh. royalty - that explains it all. why does he get the feeling this one would get along well with the Count?

he clears his throat] O-oh... my apologies, Your Majesty. I didn't realize... I was in such esteemed company! Please forgive me. But I can assure you I'm not from the Yasha... Clan, as I'm... not even sure what that is, but...

This is Paradisa. And a quick look around will prove to you that I'm telling the truth, Your Highness. Please?

dictated; Xo

[wishmadeinfire]

Show yourself, kidnapper!

[He's trying to be brave, he is, and well, it's always better to face the things that scare you. That's what his Papa said! So maybe he can get this Nightroad to come to him.]

dictated;

[priestish]

I'm not your kidnapper! I'm just a priest! A penniless priest with a sweet tooth! Harmless. Absolutely harmless, alright?!

dictated; Oh Abel... you're love <3

[wishmadeinfire]

S-so then why won't you show yourself?!

[Ah, there we go, the little tremor that belays how scared he is.]

dictated; if by love you mean fail... ohoho p_o /hugs ashura what so cute ;;

[priestish]

[nooo, don't be frightened;; poor little guy... so far out of his element...]

Alright... alright.

How about this?

...Give me the chance to explain in person. And after I'm done showing you around, if you still aren't convinced that I'm not a kidnapper, I'll leave you alone. You'll never hear from me again! Not a peep! Does that sound fair?

dictated; It's his talent ~

[wishmadeinfire]

[There's a long pause, shaking as he stares at the journal, the words clear as day on the page. A kidnapper wouldn't be this nice would they? And his Papa said that he should give all people a chance before judging them, but... but what if he was lying? What if the man took him down to the dungeon and hung him by his toes till he turned purple or made him eat prunes or - or -or - OR MADE HIM READ ALL THE HISTORY BOOKS IN THE LIBRARY!]

F-fine! But no weapons or anything like that!

dictated; huhuhu

[priestish]

[OH GOD HISTORY WHAT HE WOULD NEVER--]

Of course not! Just you and me. No weapons!

Ah... but... I do need to know where you are for this.

dictated; :"3

[wishmadeinfire]

[There's a pause.]

I believe it to be the entrance to this place, maybe? There is a couch and another chair besides mine, and I see a door, but it is locked.

[Yeah, he tried it, but, um, to small to make it open ;_;]

dictated; 8D

[priestish]

The lobby--? Alright. Stay right there! I'll be down in a second.

dictated; <33333333

[wishmadeinfire]

[Cause, you know, he was so going somewhere at this rate... but for now he closes the journal and hugs it to his chest, waiting, wondering who this Abel Nightroad was.

Was he a man? A beast? A monster? Maybe he had horns and breathed fire! Or wings! Wings would be cool!]

lobby filter; /hearts to infinity... AND BEYOND

[priestish]

[aaaand a few minutes later, in walks a derpy silver-haired priest! he's tall and lanky and not at all threatening whatsoever... no really. he looks like the biggest pushover. nothing to be scared of here!

...spotting the scared child isn't all too hard, and when he does - he offers a reassuring smile, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly and heading over slowly]

Your Highness...? It's me - Father Abel? It's nice to meet you. [and out goes a hand for a shake!]

Re: lobby filter; /Toy Story 3 was awesome. TRUE. FAX.

[wishmadeinfire]

[Dude he's... kind of disappointed. Kidnappers are supposed to be ugly and stupid and mean and look... ugly! Not, you know, silvery and bear more resemblance to his stuffed bird plushies than a man. Lame.

He stares at the hand back up at Abel. Uh, he's a prince. He doesn't shake hands. You bow, he nods, badda-bing-badda-boom.]

You're my kidnapper?