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[darknessb4me]

Who: The multitudes of children, and Arthas doing something that is either taking a leadership role or demanding more attention. Possibly both.
What: COOKIES HELD HOSTAGE FILM AT ELEVEN. Multi-thread, threadjack, ignore all posting orders - these are kids. They don't care.
Where: Common room, second floor
When: During the kidflood.
Warnings: very

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[bybloodandhonor]

As soon as his conversation with Arthas over the network had finished, Tirion started heading for the level two common room. The armor would likely be unfamiliar to Arthas in his current state, but there was nothing he could do about that. No tabard of the Argent Crusade, and the Ashbringer was slung across his back.

This would be the first time Tirion had talked with Arthas since arriving, since Icecrown, and the man was now a boy, from before everything that had happened.

Tirion glanced about the room, letting the door shut behind him. Said boy had currently perched himself upon a bookshelf.

"... You should probably get down from there, Arthas."

[darknessb4me]

Arthas, really, hadn't seen Tirion before, but paladins did have a "look" and Tirion fit it to a T - shiny armor that glowed in places with the Light and a wise-ish sort of beard - all that was missing was the white horse. He supposed it was outside.

At the admonishment, though, he took on the manner of scolded children everywhere and immediately climbed back down, crestfallen. "They weren't listening to me," he explained.

He replaced the oreos, which was probably what he would be expected to do next anyway.

[bybloodandhonor]

"I just didn't want you fall and hurt yourself," Tirion smiled gently, he wasn't trying to be too admonishing really. He wasn't too worried about the cookies.

"Let me take a look at your hands first before we try to get them to listen."

[darknessb4me]

"Okay..."

He held out his hands, which were indeed slightly reddish on the fingertips. The room he had woken up in was freezing.

[mind_sculptor]

Since his own inmate was capable of acting like an adult for the most part, Jace decided that checking in on those with reduced mental capabilities was a good idea.

He stopped in the second floor common room and wondered if there were really enough wardens to handle this. Things had seemed a lot more organized and less chaotic when the inmates had been adults.

[darknessb4me]

Arthas was standing on the bookshelf by now.

"Listen! My dad is looking for me and he's going to take us all home!"

[mind_sculptor]

It was probably a good thing he'd stopped by, considering the kid on the book shelf and what he was saying. Jace couldn't bring himself to shatter that particular delusion.

He did start making his way over to the little kid on the shelf. That was a little too high for him to safely fall from.

[darknessb4me]

The masses of the room reacted as children tend to do when a strange adult walks in - shift uncomfortably and wait for orders.

Arthas, however, was a Prince and barely took orders from his own parents any more now that he was ten and could take care of himself. He frowned and resolved to ignore the new person - not the boss of him.

Besides, there was no way he was going to fall.