[ complete ] living together (ou!kristoph & tu!klavier )
Characters: Kristoph Gavin (Original) & Klavier Gavin (Template)
Setting: Outside the Cathedral
Time: After this thread!
Summary: Little!Klav arrives in Template... and is offered some kindness. Of course, the wandering singer has no idea that not everyone here is as gentle as they seem back at home!
Warnings: Kristoph. He's a warning on his own.
Once he had made sure that he was in a safe enough place, the young boy glanced around the cathedral he found himself a resident of for the moment.
His blue eyes were fascinated, despite the strange circumstances that had brought him here, and he viewed his surroundings with an interested curiosity. This was familiar, and yet not-- well, he hadn't been to a church in many, many years. Never since his brother disappeared, though strangely, the memory of music remained in his head.
And that older man, the one who seemed so very enthused to have him there... he didn't know what it was, but the way he addressed him made his heart jump in excitement, almost as though he had known him. It was just the excitement and brief amount of fear he had, of ending up in a place like this and having somewhere to go.
He also spoke their tongue... could he be the missing link? He looked down at the letter in his hand, before pushing it into his inner coat pocket. He'd ponder that later.
Seating himself on a nearby bench, he moved his backpack to in front of him and set it on his lap. Whatever this place was... it sure was pretty.
Setting: Outside the Cathedral
Time: After this thread!
Summary: Little!Klav arrives in Template... and is offered some kindness. Of course, the wandering singer has no idea that not everyone here is as gentle as they seem back at home!
Warnings: Kristoph. He's a warning on his own.
Once he had made sure that he was in a safe enough place, the young boy glanced around the cathedral he found himself a resident of for the moment.
His blue eyes were fascinated, despite the strange circumstances that had brought him here, and he viewed his surroundings with an interested curiosity. This was familiar, and yet not-- well, he hadn't been to a church in many, many years. Never since his brother disappeared, though strangely, the memory of music remained in his head.
And that older man, the one who seemed so very enthused to have him there... he didn't know what it was, but the way he addressed him made his heart jump in excitement, almost as though he had known him. It was just the excitement and brief amount of fear he had, of ending up in a place like this and having somewhere to go.
He also spoke their tongue... could he be the missing link? He looked down at the letter in his hand, before pushing it into his inner coat pocket. He'd ponder that later.
Seating himself on a nearby bench, he moved his backpack to in front of him and set it on his lap. Whatever this place was... it sure was pretty.