sandpit shenanigans

[icyfeisty]

The Mall playground usually has a few small human children and young demons that manage to play together, especially late in the afternoon. But it's quiet today- most of the children are mysteriously asleep on the play equipment or in the sand, and look like they've been that way for a while. All except one inside of the sandpit, a dark haired boy

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[original_rebel]

My my. What do we have here... *This child is a little too cleanly dressed to play in the sand...*

[icyfeisty]

He looks fancy, but that might be his school uniform too. Teodor gives a lopsided grin and stops constructing his horrible attempt at a sandcastle.

"Saaaand. Don't you play in sand?"

[original_rebel]

I never did, actually. *Odd. He feels a little weak at the knees... Maybe he should exercise more.*

[icyfeisty]

Teodor stares open mouthed, completely shocked by the revelation. It helps that he was born in Farmville of all places, and constantly playing outside in the sand.

"Whaaaaat? No way...!"

[deathphones]

*walking by and...wow what's with this kid?*

Are you okay...?

*Uh. Wow he feels weird.*

[icyfeisty]

"Yup. It's a good day t'day huh?" Teodor grins, and his droopy headwings attempt to flap with enthusiasm. He's not quite capable though, and it just looks like an uncomfortable twitch instead.

"I got the pit alllll to myself!"

[deathphones]

You sure do. They're all sleeping.

*ugh he doesn't feel so much like standing anymore. Just gonna sit here on the grass. Yup.*

Hey...y'know you kinda look familiar?

[icyfeisty]

Teodor grins, happy that at least somebody isn't fainting (or vomiting and then fainting) in his presence. He scoots over to the edge of the sandpit, tapping the wooden boundary with his plastic toy shovel.

"What's a family-er?"

[adarkerangel]

*Something is clearly wrong here. Why are all the children asleep like that...? Something's not right here. Mastema flies closer for a look.

...Strange, why is he feeling suddenly lightheaded? He stops flying and backwings a bit. Something is definitely not right here...*

[icyfeisty]

The little boy in the sandpit is awake! Teodor waves both hands at Mastema excitedly, happy to meet anyone else with wings.

"Hi!"

[adarkerangel]

*...All the children are asleep but one. Even more unusual.* Hello... *He's staying just out of range of the most severe effect area, feeling a bit disoriented but little else.*

[icyfeisty]

Teodor can sense the apprehension, and pouts a little. He tries to stand up using the catastrophe of a sand castle for balance, but it just collapses under his hand and makes the stumbling worse.

"Watcha doing?"

[what_hacking]

[He's walking by when Atsuro notice the children.]

Eh?

[...Why is he feeling sleepy?]

[primordialnight]

*well, someone looks to be immune to this silliness. She's watching Teo from a bench while making a tiny blanket out of dark matter. The cosmological dark matter. She's that badass.*

[icyfeisty]

Badass granny is badass. Teodor waves happily from the sandpit and tries to get to his feet, though he's a little wobble once he's upright. The world keeps sloping left and right, then up and sometimes he can't even tell where he's meant to be...it's like a game for the brain!

"Gramma!" Kinda stumbling his way towards the bench.

[primordialnight]

Hello, Teo. Learning to control your power?

[icyfeisty]

"Yup. Mommy didn't even get mad this time, see?" He stumbles, but catches himself on the edge of the bench. Slowly, he raises his hand to point at Mitsuru slouched over on one of the other benches, well and truly knocked out.

"Can you help me up? I got jelly legs, gramma."