025 - Old timez

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[I'm sure everyone had at least one big fall in their lifetime. The kind where you step on your shoelace and just fall flat on your face pretty hard, or because you still can't balance on your growing, but still tiny legs. Now, witness how it looks like because when this little guy, around his 8th year, appears on the Plane running, after a few steps he stumbles in his own legs... and falls just as big and hard. It even gives a loud sound as his tiny palms reach the 'floor'.]

Augh...

[He winces, and sits up to examine his bruised hands. Then looks down his dirty and bruised knees, and his fine, but dirty clothes. It shows it wasn't his first fall in this run... and that, that this clothing is not used to just run around in it like a madman. The kid has mud on his face too.]

... U-uuuhhh--- Uwahaaaa!

[And here it comes, the crying. Clear and loud.]


((ooc: yyyyep, experiment time. Juliet gone back being 8 years old...))

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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Awww, don't cry, little!Juliet. Have a concerned Ianto crouching next to you.] Are you alright?

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Hicks, and looks at the stranger with big and teary eyes, scared a little. But he is a big boy now, he can't be afraid of strangers...!] Uhun... [He nods... but then starts to cry again, and shakes his head.] It huuuurts!

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto blinks, and tries not to look too taken aback at the renewal of tears. He is only little after all, and what kid doesn't take forever to stop crying about their falls?] Will you stay there if I go and fetch a first-aid kit to make it feel better?

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[The kid sniffles, and looks up again, rubbing his eyes... then freezes.] But it's dark! [blinks] An-and there is something wrong with the floor... [Stares at it, yay short attention span.]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

It's your first time here?

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

... [Tears. They appearing again, because this starts to be really scary now.] Huh?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[...please don't cry again. D:] On the Astral Plane.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Trying--!] ...Is it a game? [Because it so sounds like one!]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

It's a-- [Actually, that's probably not the best thing to say.] It's a game. Sort of.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Frowns, sniffing.] And what are you doing in my game?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

It's your game. If anything, you'd know better than me.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[You really just gave him the right to order you around, Ianto? Because he so took it that way...] A healer then?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Never assume, Juliet.] Yep. I'm a healer. Just hold on a moment whilst I fetch some stuff, alright?

[bacchusprince.livejournal.com]

[Romeo is attracted to the crying, though it doesn't sound familiar to him, he still feels as if he needs to check it out. When he finally sees the source of it he just sighs. A kid, right... Might as well ask what is wrong while he's here~ So he skates over to him.]

Hello there little man, is something wrong?

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Hicks, and looks up, trying to pretend he is not crying. It's hard, because he is still sort of, crying...] It... it huuuurts!

[bacchusprince.livejournal.com]

[Blinks at the kid, because, wow, déja-vu... He's not sure why he has this feeling though, no way he could expect to see Juliet like this.]

Aw, poor child. [Kneels down to have a look at his hands and knees] You should try not to fall down so much~ Or did you get in a fight? And you're dirty! You'll have to clean your wounds or they'll get infected.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Sniffs, and actually staring at you, Romeo, so totally didn't hear a thing you said.] Y-you look funny. [sniff]

[bacchusprince.livejournal.com]

[...]

And you're a little boy with a bow in his hair. [Sticks tongue out at him!]

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[... PUSHES HIM HARD. Then tries to get rid of that bow already.]

I-I don't like you! Stupid! [Cries, while practically tearing that thing out of his hair...]

[bacchusprince.livejournal.com]

[Falls back, ouch!] Don't call me stupid, you're a boy, you should be able to handle a little teasing.

[Oh, sigh... Romeo has a weak heart sometimes. So he sits back up and takes the boy's hand again, giving it a kiss] Kisses make the pain go away, did you know that?~

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

I-I can handle it! [angry pout]

[And now he stares at you again, confused very much.] They don't... it's a lie, father said.

[bacchusprince.livejournal.com]

[Smiles] Of course he'd say that, it's a secret only mothers know. ...And me.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Pouts still.] Mother agreed it's a lie too. Liar.

[bacchusprince.livejournal.com]

You know, I have a friend whose parents are just like yours. They're rich and stupid, maybe they're related.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

My parents aren't stupid... [Though that wasn't really convincing.] But how do you know they are rich?