[four] Miranda, Miranda, unlucky Miranda...

[rewinding_time]

[A small girl with black, messy hair dressed in black dress is sitting right outside the Firehouse. She's holding a needle and a broken doll she's been trying to fix, and she's crying desperately. Eventually, she starts swaying and humming a song.]

Miranda, Miranda, unlucky Miranda
You're not popular
You're too dark
You're so slow...[This again

Comments

[pitfallen]

WHOA! A-eh? O-Oh, it's..... just a kid.... Like Sadako or something...

Hey, are you lost, too, kid?

[rewinding_time]

Mir-

[She stops singing and looks at her, looking scared]

[pitfallen]

Yeeh... It's like Ha-chan, but not as cheerful....

U.... Uh.... H-Hey, are you.... Are you alright.....?

[Keeping her distance but not going anywhere]

[rewinding_time]

[She hugs her doll more tightly]

A-alright...?

[antiakuma]

[ Wandering around the Firehouse and the general area, playing babysitter (possibly with a little Kanda following not too far behind or in his arms). Pausing, the tilts his head and blinks at the little girl ]

...hm? Miranda?

[rewinding_time]

[She winces and looks at him, clearly scared. And still crying and hugging her doll she's supposed to be fixing, not breaking]

[antiakuma]

[ Smiles at her softly, kneeling down a short way from her ]

Hey... I was looking for you. Why are you crying, Miranda?

[rewinding_time]

L-looking for me...?

[She doesn't know him, and tries to get away - this is scary]

[sister1bear]

*8-year-old girl with a baby on her hip. She notices Miranda and approaches.*

Hi.

[rewinding_time]

[Looks scared, but tries to stop crying]

[sister1bear]

*Sits down and places the baby between her legs*

What's your name? I'm Nita and this is...Ran,I think. Allen called her Ran.

[rewinding_time]

[Still sobbing and hugs her doll rightly]

M-Miranda...