[text] // TO EVERYONE

[splendorsoul]

A new notice has been posted. Please read it.

[Everyone head on over to the notice board to check out a new notice. Who was it posted by? No one really knows. However, this is time to mingle and get to know the people you've been talking to, since you have to physically walk there to see it

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[notthehead]

[something very small hugs close to the corner of a building, tip-toe and practically ready to float away (the oversized key's a nice little anchor, though). safe, metal walls were now HELLO BIG GIANT BRICKS AND BIG PEOPLE WITH BIG NOISES HERE TO TERRIFY YOU.

chey is appropriately terrified. he curls his fingers on the wall and ducks his head, trying to listen for familiar voices in the mess of sounds around him.]

[notthehead]

[chey stares, looking for sign of understanding. he tilts his head at the question, unknowing, but the tone leads him to assume he might be on the right track. he can't think of any easier way to explain it, either, so even if he's not, it's his only shot!

he makes a point of looking back and forth, bringing a hand to his forehead to emphasize his search before looking back up at Mikado. he gestures at his own face again, then waves his hand around the area. looking! missing!]

[yearnforchange]

[oh, did he not know what he was saying? he keeps watching, waiting for another motion or gesture to explain what it was exactly that he wanted with a 'tall person with dot marks on his forehead and mouth.'

..why is he looking around-? oh! oh!] You're looking for him! [he looks around as if to expect to see someone with those descriptions but, in the crowd he doesn't..] ..Ah.

[notthehead]

[chey leans up on tip-toe to strain to see what mikado sees, but...sees nothing. he rocks back, gaping back at mikado for the few seconds it takes to register a no. no luck.

he exhales, looking down in defeat. lost is lost.

after a moment, he straightens back up, starting to turn away and stopping. he stares at tall, somewhat-helpful-not-really boy-person for another moment before deciding to walk forward. he hesitates, reaching out and patting his arm, giving him a pointed look before bounce-floating backwards, turning on his heel to propel away, key dragging on the ground as he goes.]

[yearnforchange]

[he frowns a little, sorry tiny person he really isn't much help. he watches him begin to turn away before back and Mikado receives a pat on his arm. ..did he thank him? oh, and now he's walking away!

well, he calls out anyways,] Ah, your welcome! I hope you find your friend! [till he stands and rubs the back of his head. well, this was a interesting start off.]

[haruno]

[ much like Mikado, she's wondering what she's seeing over there.

remembering 5 and 6 more than anything, Sakura crouches down from a safe distance away, waving a little at... whatever this was. ]

Hey, little guy. Are you okay?

[notthehead]

[chey's having a minor panic attack at the number of giant bipeds all around, hoping and hoping they're not hungry. he glimpses sakura crouching and instantly starts, his feet pushing off and sending him off the ground. the key tied around his neck tugs him back down just a hot second later, chey's expression a frozen mask of big-eyed terror.

what is she doing? with the hand? his shoulders lift up, shrinking. his own hands lift up and wave, less hello and more no i taste horrible.]

[haruno]

[ oh dear goodness -- Sakura freezes and realizes she's... scared the heck out of this poor thing.

Her response is to hold still and just... attempt to speak... soothingly. Not that she knows if that works or not; keeping a low tone of voice, she just hopes it's not offending it's sensibilities enough to not startle it into that almost flight of a moment before. ]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I won't move again, all right? See? I'll just be staying right here.

[notthehead]

[chey continues his Do Not Want mime until his back gently bumps the wall he had been clutching seconds prior. he flails and sends arms back to clutch it, kicking his feet in the air and stamping them firmly against the wall, gaping at Sakura with blind panic slowly ebbing to a kind of uneasy concentration.

he's staring at her mouth, watching the words as well as listening to them. her tone is more soothing than the actual meaning--something rather lost on him for the moment. proof enough, he starts sliding to the ground and lightly landing on his bottom, hardly aware of his goofiness as he pays 100% attention to the pink person.]

[haruno]

[ she keeps up the low tone chatter, not sure if any of her words themselves make sense -- actually, if this wasn't the Facility, how was everyone understanding each other? She'd think about that later. ]

I'm not sure how much of this you understand, but I'm hoping something is making sense. My name is Haruno Sakura. I'm new here, like I'm guessing you are. Everyone you see here right now doesn't really understand what's going on, and it's more than a little confusing. I'm sorry if we're being a little loud for you. Is that scaring you? People tend to get loud when they're confused.

[ or angry or sad or happy or -- people are loud. her lips form a small smile at the thought, though she keeps her teeth covered. ]

What's your name?

[notthehead]

[chey stares and stares, his mouth eventually moving to mimic hers, saying nothing. talking and talking...hey, he knows a girl who does that, too, and she didn't try to crush him, either. THIS IS A GOOD SIGN.

except if she's like the other girl, than talking won't work. hmm...

he scratches the ground a little with his fingers, tilting his head at the inquiry. it takes him a minute, mouthing out the words himself before his face clicks with sudden realization. oh!

that pushes him off his butt, floating up and then back down with the key-anchor, flapping his arms with the descent. no time to be embarrassed, because he knows what she asked, and he definitely has a name! chey straightens up, hands pressed against his chest, nodding. his mouth moves a mile a minute without any sound backing it.

weird introduction or weirdest introduction y/n.]

[haruno]

[ on a scale of one to weirdest, pretty high up there. Sakura watches him intently, figuring out eventually he's trying to answer her question, and that she's not hearing a sound he's making. It's possible he's mute -- she's met people and creatures who are, or were for a while -- but the way he's behaving lends her to believing he's saying something, and the inability to understand was hers. ]

I think you're trying to tell me, but I'm sorry, I don't understand. I'm not sure I can hear you, if you're saying things right now. Can you write? Do you have any other way of communicating?

[notthehead]

[he gives a puzzled look. no?

realization: oh, the other not-Jam bipeds couldn't hear either. okay. write. he can write! chey looks down at his feet, turning around to seek out dirt or color or something to write with...concrete, concrete, pebble, concrete...

he turns back to face her, holding both arms up with his shrug. what do i do?]

[haruno]

[ Sakura watched his search, belatedly understanding what he might be looking for was something she herself could supply. Still, making the attempt would be better done slowly, and prefaced with explanation. ]

Hey, I have a bit of paper and a pencil in my bag, if you'll let me take them out for you. You can see it on my hip -- I'm going to move so I can reach it more easily, okay?

[ When she starts moving, it's deliberately slow and smooth, first to her pouch, then slowly opening it. She keeps up her chatter the entire time. ]

I try to keep at least some paper with me at all times, and something to write with. I think the pencil should be all right for you, even at your size. Besides, it won't have any trouble writing, no matter what position you end up in.

[ learning about pens being worthless in zero-G unless designed for zero-G hadn't been as fun as it could have been. ]

Found them. I'm going to take them out now, so that's what you'll see me doing. Just a slip of paper, and a pencil.

[ as she takes them out with equal

[notthehead]

[he understands you and i and he thinks he knows what a is, but not when a becomes a part of

[haruno]

[ Sakura's not quite sure she can understand a thing he's written; it's the angle that isn't helping. She looks to him, and then motions to herself, and to the paper. ]

I can't quite read it right now. Are you finished?

[ she indicated at Chey, then mimed writing with her hand. Then she stopped, and looked at Chey again, trying to communicate through body language her own uncertainty in what he was doing. Are you done? Is that all? ]