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[yourpainismine]

[broken things are bad, and everything's different but not new, and Chiinah doesn't like it. there's nobody around, and it's quiet. he curls up his knees to him, wrapping his arms around them and sniffs.]

M'wanna go home-!

[lagopa]

[ A wet, black nose pushes at his arm. ]

[yourpainismine]

[he shrinks up, sucking in a breath before peering over his arm and blinking down at her.]

N'oh--snf. H'lo...[hesitantly reaching a hand out to.]

[lagopa]

[ The white fox nudges her head beneath his hand. ]

Greetings, Chiinah. Small one, why do you cry?

[keepsakethe]

[She likes this place...

But still wishes she were some place else.]

[startriots]

[ The stop of unlaced boots. Someone crouches down and stares at this creature, tilting their head and giving a little sniff of the air. ]

[keepsakethe]

[the little snake rests, unmoving. she hopes this person won't toy around with her. she doesn't like it when people toy around with her, letting their animals poke at her and picking her up with sticks.]

[startriots]

[ A moment, then rather pointedly, she says: ]

I can smell you.

[willbereborn]

[ Oh, ruins. Her home - not home, but where she comes from - is full of them, out of reach, but not of hers. She can fly and rest in the ruins, they offer haven from the yellow eyed man, at least until the bells chime. So she's comfortable inside them. She can't get lost if she has nowhere to go, so she's not worried at all, the baby phoenix isn't. She's sitting on the broken staircase that leads to a deep body of water, probably due to the rains of the years. She's dropping pebbles inside it, watching the ripples with a curious smile. ]

.-. he tells me he wants to say hello

[burningpath]

[He says nothing when he crouches down beside her. But does he need to when he burns with the heat of the sun.]

d-don't break her

[willbereborn]

[ And she's not startled by his presence exactly because of the burning warmth that surrounds him. She does look, curious baby bird, and blinks her big yellow eyes, tilting her head curiously, like a birdy twitch. ]

Hello, hello. [ A chirp, a smile. ]

[burningpath]

[He looks back at her with his piercing blue eyes, diseased sickly looking things in his gaunt face.]

Hello, firebird. How does life treat you.

[bitch_monroe]

Goodness, they couldn't have stuck me in a worse place.

[smokingrockstar]

Yes, they could. [ Raises three fingers, lowering them as she counts the words. ] Three words, my messy room.

[bitch_monroe]

Even your room would have a hint of civilization.

[smokingrockstar]

Are you sure about that? I wouldn't.

[ She looks around and scratches the side of her neck, a little scrunch upon her face as she tries to figure out where they are - to no avail, of course. ]

Any ideas of our whereabouts?

[whistledagger]

Wow, this is new.

[eumeristic]

[ The boy looks lost, but not scared, rather curious, looking around in silent questioning. Then he takes notice of her, curls his lips into a smile. ]

Hello. [ It's not really a greeting, almost a demand for her attention. ] Tell me where I am.

[whistledagger]

I'd tell you, but that's only if I knew it myself.

[eumeristic]

[ He clicks his tongue a little angrily. ]

This is fun only for so long, I need to find a way out.