[community profile] empatheias-related || deaging PSL

Jun. 28th, 2016 05:10 pm
meetingsandpartings: ([bb] :o)
[personal profile] meetingsandpartings
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...

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 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 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.

"Takashi?"

comes in here ruins this post

Date: 2016-06-30 11:44 pm (UTC)
lostapprentice: (b: uh.)
From: [personal profile] lostapprentice
The only reason Kylo Ren is in the building is because he'd come to Obi-Wan for something. He's stomping his way through the hallway quickly, intending to avoid his grandparents if at all possible, when he comes across the small boy stumbling out of the door.

Ren's first instinct is to narrow his eyes in disgust—he very rarely tolerates children, not to mention the dog's annoying yapping—but when he gets a sense of the child, the distaste turns into slight confusion and a stronger interest. Stepping forward, the knight looms over Natsume without any attempts to reduce his immense height to something less intimidating.

"You..."

Something strange has happened here. That's nothing new, on this planet, but he hasn't heard of something like this, specifically. His dark eyes are cold and sharp as he focuses them on the young child, and even if he may not intend any harm at the moment, it's clear enough he doesn't care about Natsume's safety or comfort in the slightest.

delicately touches this post

Date: 2016-07-02 03:45 am (UTC)
captainscruffy: dreacons @ ij (did i ask for that)
From: [personal profile] captainscruffy
Having recently finished another hard day's work, Han has decided he'll swing by Natsume's place and make sure he's all right. Why? Because Natsume is a noodle who does stupid things like climb on rooftops and lose the ladder, and also happens to live next door to the artist eventually to be known as Darth Vader, and that's reason enough to visit, right? Natsume is his on some level, right? Right.

So anyway, as usual, he's dirty, sweaty, and has a knapsack slung over one shoulder. He really isn't expecting anything out of the ordinary, which is why a little kid bolting out of the apartment wearing comically large clothes leaves him looking and feeling somewhat nonplussed. Does Natsume have a kid brother or something?...

"Take it easy, kid, where's the fire?"

This is delivered in his usual manner, a gruff drawl. Because that's reassuring.
likescaves: (Wait!)
From: [personal profile] likescaves
Merisia was only passing through when she'd decided to pay Natsume a visit. She hadn't seen him in a while, and knowing all the trouble he would get himself into, it only made sense to check in on him. That's what her reasoning was, anyway. She's still too stubborn to admit how much she really cares about Natsume. The cynical part of her is already expecting to walk in on some kind of disaster, but the more logical part of her reasons that there's only so much that could happen in his own home

It's when she hears a dog barking that her sense of dread takes over. Merisia hurries for the sources of the sound, Carbuncle running just ahead of her and yapping frantically. The moment Natsume comes into view, they both slow to a halt.

Who's this little kid? The resemblance is absolutely uncanny, but she doesn't remember Natsume mentioning any younger brother living with him, let alone any younger brother at all...
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