"I'm small, I'm young--and I'm so different."

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[There is a young, eight-year-old Arabian boy lying in the infirmary, having badly lost a "fight" against vamplostispenis. He is breathing, but his stomach is quickly becoming one large bruise and the back of his head has a large bump from where it hit the floor.]

[Talib could use some help right now...]

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[There`s a sizable bump on his head, but the bruising to his stomach is hidden by his clothing. More medical equiptment will be needed to see his bruised insides, but thankfully that damage isn`t lethal.]

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[The boy lets out a small whine as his head is moved, but is otherwise silent.]

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[The head injury has already been treated, but should anyone look beneath his clothing they'll find the boy's belly has become one large bruise.]

[Talib's dog tags are in the boy's pants pocket. They are the only sort of identification on him.]

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[He's answered by a small whimper and a fluttering of eyelashes. Dazed, dark eyes meet Liquid's pale ones.]

/Who...Wh-Who are y-you?/

[He sounds more curious than frightened]