You Want Me To... What?

[digikaiser]

WHO: Ken, Duck
WHERE: the Park
WHEN: Tuesday Evening, several hours after Ken’s VERY BAD DAY
WARNINGS: Angst, Dance number!
SUMMARY: Mytho suggested Ken come to Princess Tutu for help. But after a hellish month, the former Digimon Kaiser is more than a little skeptical.
FORMAT: Short Paragraph
SOUNDTRACK: Shostakovich - Ballet Suite No. 4

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[pas_de_ducks]

At Mytho's encouragement, Duck had made her way to the park to see if she could help his friend Ken. Like so many other people in the City, a shadow had been cast over his mind.

It felt good to know that Mytho trusted in her--in the power of Princess Tutu--enough to ask her to help one of his friends. And judging by how angry and miserable the lone boy looked, he was going to need as much help as she could provide.

"Um," she said softly as she came closer. "You're... Ken, right?"

[digikaiser]

Ken had an expression on his face that had looked as if the boy had spent the last two hour sitting under a rainstorm. He still cut a somewhat, sinister looking figure clad in his cape, costume, and glasses despite his short frame.

He lowered his head with a scowl as he turned towards her. "Correct... and you're 'Foie Gras' right?" he said with a dark smirk.

[pas_de_ducks]

"I--uh--I'm Mytho's friend, Duck," she replied. She couldn't help taking a half-step back: he reminded her of a young version of Rothbart from Swan Lake, powerful and dark.

[digikaiser]

"I remember you..." Ken kept said as he his head low. An odd sense of gallows humor being the only thing keeping his temper in check.

"I'm promised a cure and I only find a quack." he said showing some cynicism beyond his years. "Typical..."