Bounty: $002;

[gonnahero.livejournal.com]

[ Life is tough when you are a brave knight. But the heroic Sir Fiddler is not easily bested by horrific circumstances!! Though an evil villain may have kidnapped him from the safe haven on his bed where his mother tucked him in last night and read him a bedtime story he only despaired for half an hour a brief moment before he was faced for his first foe! Some beast that dwelled deep within the recesses of the extra rooms caves of his prison. It groaned and thumped at the door, scraping at wood--so the brave sir Fiddler did what any hero would do!

He locked it and got the fuck out 8|

But not before dragging p. much all the blankets from his bed with him. BECAUSE IT'S ARMOR. not because he was totally freaked out. Brave knights don't lose their cool.

So now the lone warrior is sort of just...walking through the hall, a portion of the blankets hugged to his chest while the rest trail behind him on the ground. Like a man. A man with manly wet eyes and pursed lips. Who is definitely not sniffling, nope ]

Moooooooom...... Mooooooooooooom.... [ and not calling out for mom either 8|;; ]


[ ooc; THUS ADEL JOINS THE KIDLETS UNTIL NEXT WEDNESDAY. be prepaaaareddddd ]

Comments

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

What? [THIS TINY THING??] You're kidding.

[gonnahero.livejournal.com]

[ NOPE ]

I'm not...

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

[...he tries patting him lightly on the head. he's real, right?]

[gonnahero.livejournal.com]

[ dsjkgsk it gets a blink out of him and he sort of tilts his head, but...it gets a teeeeny-tiny little half-smile too ]

...

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

...There you go.

[keeps patting him on the head. this seems to be working.]

I'm twelve too. What's your name?

[gonnahero.livejournal.com]

[ robin are you're the child whisperer ]

Adel... Who're you?

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

I'm Robin. Like one of the birds.

[gonnahero.livejournal.com]

Oh... I like birds.

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

Good.

[he will tug part of that blanket up over his head like a proper coat. it might stop dragging that way, too.]

I know this is all scary, but it's okay. Lots of nice people are here, and we're all trying to figure out how to go back.

[gonnahero.livejournal.com]

Go back...? Where are we?? [ ;w; oh how thoughtful! He looks appreciative of the gesture ]

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

We're in a big tower on an island somewhere...

[he'd know if he could read. alas.]

[gonnahero.livejournal.com]

.....Island??

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [nod nod.]

[gonnahero.livejournal.com]

But there's no islands back home!

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

Not at my home, either. I'm not sure how anyone gets here.

[gonnahero.livejournal.com]

I don't understand.

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

... You don't have to. Are you hungry?

[gonnahero.livejournal.com]

..... [ Oh right, food. He nods quickly ]