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Jun. 28th, 2016 05:10 pm
meetingsandpartings: ([bb] :o)
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It's been a really weird day for Takashi.

Not because of the too-big clothes -- he's used to getting hand-me-downs from foster brothers (or sisters) and having to roll the sleeves and legs up a few times to make them fit. The fact that these clothes seem to be made for someone twice his size doesn't cause more than a minute or so of confusion before he's sighing and dealing with it.

And not because of the unfamiliar surroundings -- Takashi's lived so many places that it's not uncommon for him not to recognize the latest apartment or house's surroundings right after waking up. Even though...after he rubs at his eyes with the heels of his hands and frowns around a little, the place still doesn't look familiar. Maybe he's getting sick.

No, the weirdest thing is that there's a dog here. Takashi's been in a lot of different homes in his almost-seven years, and he's almost completely certain none of them have had a dog in it. It's a very cute dog, small and shaggy, with big brown eyes and a fluffy tail. But it's also barking at him, and trying to bite his ankles, so Takashi quickly scrambles off the couch, tugging the too-big shirt around himself and running for the nearest door.

Hopefully he'll run into someone familiar out in the hallway...
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Date: 2016-06-29 12:46 am (UTC)
angelofnaboo: (Angelic)
From: [personal profile] angelofnaboo
Lucky for him, Padmé is in the hallway. She's just about to enter her apartment when she hears a familiar bark and heads up the stairs instead. She's trying to address the dog before she even looks. "Kyan-san? What's the matter, boy? Where's Takashi?"

She stops when she reaches the landing and picks up the upset, barking dog. "Why's your door open? I'm sure that Takashi doesn't just leave it open so that anyone can come in."

Date: 2016-06-29 01:08 am (UTC)
angelofnaboo: (8)
From: [personal profile] angelofnaboo
The movement in the corner of her eye catches her attention and she puts the dog down. The boy is...small and swimming in clothes that are obviously meant for a person much larger than he is. However, he is trying to shy away from her in a very familiar way.

Shorter, yes, but still her adopted child.

And if the insights she's gained into his past, trying to call him in anything but a gentle tone will be problematic.

"Natsume Takashi," she whipsers softly. "I know that's you. Somehow. Please don't try to run. I'm Padmé, your downstairs neighbor."

Date: 2016-06-29 01:55 am (UTC)
angelofnaboo: (pic#9984708)
From: [personal profile] angelofnaboo
When he stops, she takes a good look at him. "How did this happen?" she mutters to herself as she continues to look him over.

"No, sweetheart, you're not in trouble. How about we close the door to this apartment and then we can take Kyan-san downstairs? I can make you some hot chocolate."

And she could talk to Anakin about what the hell was going on around here. Out of all the strange things that happened in Verens, something like this was...out of her scope of reality.

Date: 2016-06-29 09:05 am (UTC)
minenameis: (Amused Froge)
From: [personal profile] minenameis
Since Frog was still borrowing Natsume's couch for a bed at this point, the amphibian-person also had a presence in the apartment. He was about to leave for the day but returned briefly to pick up forgotten provisions.

...what he didn't expect to see when he returned was a small child in too-big clothes who looked... eerily familiar. He peers at the boy for a short while before coming to a conclusion.

"Ah, child. Mayhap thou art a relative of Natsume's?"

/jumps in here?

Date: 2016-06-29 10:09 pm (UTC)
lukeim_yurlin: (Looking on...)
From: [personal profile] lukeim_yurlin
As promised, Dezel has been stopping by Natsume's apartment with decent regularity to teach the kid some of what he knows about cooking. It's been mostly simple things from the start, the seraph recording easy recipes to loose leaf paper and then putting them into a bound journal he gave to Natsume, scrapbook style. Today is another day for lessons, the wind seraph bringing some goodies along with some necessary ingredients for the recipe he wants his student to try.

As he comes up the stairs, however, he has the sense that something is amiss. For one, he can hear Kyan-san's barking. For another, the wind tells him Natsume's door is open. Concerned someone has tried to break into the apartment, the seraph windsteps right up the stairs, little more than a black and green blur until he reaches the top. Once there, he comes to a halt, hand still resting on the new hat he recently acquired and green eyes scanning the hallway from behind a few strands of silver and green-tipped hair. A light breeze moves down the hallway as Dezel evaluates the situation, noting the open door and...a little kid? What now?

Date: 2016-06-30 01:57 am (UTC)
lukeim_yurlin: (Hn?)
From: [personal profile] lukeim_yurlin
Aaaand almost as soon as the kid notices Dezel, he's retreating back into the apartment.


Dezel moves down the hallway, already asking the air currents to monitor the apartment interior and the child.  They're not on the first floor, after all, and if the kid is desperate enough to escape he might try going out a window.

It's as the seraph reaches the door that he begins to put two and two together, however.  The child can obviously see him (or at least sense him) and the wind is giving Dezel a familiar impression of the youth.  Moreover, the wind is also returning a familiar scent.  Not known to many is Dezel's keen sense of smell, the seraph not far off from a dog on two legs in that regard.  Then there's that hair and eye color.  So while Dezel does not know the how or why, he does know that the child reads as Natsume. 

"Takashi...?"  The name is said with some gentle caution as Dezel opens the door further and enters the apartment.  "I don't know what's going on, but I can't help you if you run from me."

Date: 2016-06-30 03:03 am (UTC)
mislighted: (We are counting down the hours)
From: [personal profile] mislighted
Out in the hallway, spread out on the stairs and the landing, sits a pile of machine parts and tools made for working with them. At the sound of someone entering the hall in a hurry, he looks up, ready to warn off whoever it is from stepping on them.

All he sees at first is the dog, who he greets with a mischievous smile and an outstretched hand.

"Kyan-san, what do you think you're doing? What are you going to do when--."

'When Takashi sees you?' was going to be the end of that sentence, but it's abruptly cut short when Anakin catches sight of what Kyan-san was chasing.

That... That is a small child. An oddly familiar and extremely worrying small child. The Force signature just hammers the point home and makes denial impossible, but that doesn't stop Anakin from asking, anyway.


Date: 2016-06-30 08:08 am (UTC)
minenameis: (Sorry?)
From: [personal profile] minenameis
The reaction isn't totally surprising to Frog, considering... well, he looks like a giant frog-person. He would imagine many small children would find that alarming. Still, it doesn't stop him from feeling guilty that he's scaring the poor lad just by existing...

Frog comes a little closer, but not too close, and kneels down in front of the boy. He doesn't want to trap him or give him cause to believe he was, in fact, going to hurt him in any way.

"I mean thee no harm, lad. Though my form is that of a frog, I am no monster. Pray, tell me thy name."

Look, he's even smiling! He hopes that looks friendly and not creepy at all...

Date: 2016-06-30 08:29 am (UTC)
minenameis: (Conversational)
From: [personal profile] minenameis
'One of those monsters?' So it was commonplace for him to see such things? It's then Frog recalls a rather older boy who could see 'ghosts' or at least something like it. Could this child also be afflicted with the same curse? Or... maybe...

"I take no pleasure in bullying children," he replies, knowingly, as he was subject to torment himself at his age, albeit it by other humans. And slowly, he offers a friendly hand. It's entirely up to him if he wants to take it or not. "I am a friend... and I am beginning to wonder if we may have met before. Dost thou not remember me?"

Date: 2016-06-30 08:58 am (UTC)
lukeim_yurlin: (What now...?)
From: [personal profile] lukeim_yurlin
Standing in the doorway, Dezel frowns at that frightened response.  From the look and sound of it, Natsume has somehow been turned back into a small child and all his memories of the seraph either lost or made inaccessible.  He can't leave the kid like this, though.  No, he feels a degree of responsibility here for his friend, even if he doesn't consider himself all that good with children.

Shutting the door with a soft click, Dezel removes his knapsack and places it on the floor.

"I won't hurt you, kid.  I promise."

Even as he speaks those words, however, the seraph knows Natsume has little reason to believe him.  So...how to handle this?  The closest situation Dezel can compare this to is that of a hurt or scared animal that's been cornered, and the worst thing to do in such a case is to press said animal for space.  In this instance, applying the same logic might be wise?

Sitting down near the door and against the wall, Dezel rests his arms on his bent knees.  "If I stay seated here by the door, will you talk with me?  You can stay where you are if you want."

Date: 2016-06-30 09:20 am (UTC)
minenameis: (Watching)
From: [personal profile] minenameis
Frog retracts that hand and tries to be as still as he can... evidently the boy was still on edge, and who could blame him if he expected to be treated so cruelly? At his explanation though, Frog is becoming more and more confused himself. That shirt was definitely familiar... so was the boy... but if this was really who he thought it was then how did he suddenly become younger?

Whatever the reason, the poor kid needed reassurance and security right now. Maybe he wasn't the best person, frog-person, to give it to him, but he would try as much as he would let him.

"I know not how thou came to be this way, but I am certain I know thee... Natsume. Takashi Natsume. Is that thy name?"

Date: 2016-06-30 09:41 am (UTC)
lukeim_yurlin: (I'm listening.)
From: [personal profile] lukeim_yurlin
As Natsume peers at Dezel from across the way, the air moves gently about him, brushing his face and hair.

"Maybe we can start with how old you are and if you know where you are right now."

As he speaks, Dezel is careful to maintain an even, gentle tone.  While this situation is worrisome, he knows he needs to look and sound as relaxed as possible.

Date: 2016-06-30 09:18 pm (UTC)
minenameis: (Smile Froge)
From: [personal profile] minenameis
Then it was true? How odd... it seemed this place held many more secrets that Frog was unaware of. In any case, Natsume seems to have calmed a little, some of that fear replaced with surprise instead. Frog still doesn't dare move any closer, but sits exactly where he is, keeping that distance between them.

"Ah, mine name is... Frog," he says, realising how strange that must sound - even moreso to a small child. "Mayhap I do not appear as a normal frog, but... there is naught to be afraid of."

Even if he was carrying a sword. He hoped Natsume wouldn't see that as a sign that Frog really could be potentially dangerous. Hrm, let's try and keep the focus off of that.

"Thou hast found thyself in a strange land known as Empatheias. This is the city of Verens... and this is thine new dwelling place. I am sure thou shalt find thyself in a much more comfortable state once we have found thee more... fitting clothes."
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