[It's late in the afternoon when Richard awakens in the middle of the forest, clad only in the pair of white pants given to all New Feathers when they arrive. As if that weren't bad enough, it's currently raining, and he's disoriented and confused and why does his back hurt and where is he? There's something strangely familiar about this
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When she hears the door open, she doesn't turn her attention away from the frying pan just yet.]
Sophie, is that you?
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... Miss Cheria?
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[While she's passed the times where she would sink to her knees, she still lowers her head in what would be a bow. Goodness, why did nobody tell her King Richard was here as well? She could've gone to see him much sooner.]
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Please, there's no need for such formalities. I'm not the king here, after all.
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He wants to run down and smack him. Or hug him. Or something, but... he just sits there.
He's quite clearly been a worried mess. It doesn't help that Raphael's been missing too.]
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He stops when he sees Isamu, just looking at him for a moment. If the other had any doubts about whether or not Richard will remember him, the smile that spreads across his face should make it clear that that much of his memories at least is intact.]
Isamu.
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Who the fuck said you were allowed to leave?
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That's why I came back-- I made a promise, after all. And it's rude to leave without saying goodbye.
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...Asleep in a chair. It's been a long, dreary day, and the sound of the rain beating against the house has lulled him to sleep.]
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H-hey... What's going on...
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....Aaaand then a wet guy who is also shirtless walks past her.
Jiiiiiii]
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... whoops. WELL. He'll just be smiling and acting as if this is perfectly normal.]
Good afternoon.
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Afternoon.
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[He's inwardly cursing himself for being so fuzzy mentally on names. He knows it's only to be expected after being away for so long, but he still doesn't like it.]
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...looking a little lost, in fact. What is he doing around House 53?]
Richard?
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At last his eyes fall upon Leo, and he hesitates, trying to recall the name. He knows he's talked to this boy before, remembers the face, but he's having trouble attaching the name to the face.]
... that's right. And you are... Leo?
[There we go. He hopes that's the right name.]
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That's my name. Are you looking for something?
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[... what number was it again? He can't remember. Damn.]
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