Kidling!Cal. (open)

Aug 14, 2008 19:51

Caliban is sitting on the steps, frowning at his feet, determined not to cry. Niko doesn't cry, so he's not going to ( Read more... )

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tomboy_22 August 15 2008, 02:59:39 UTC
Anita steps out, sniffing the air. She's not completely at ease since the night of What's Out There, and she's not really cool with going into the forest.

She pauses, examines her surroundings, and... sees the kid.

Damn. Not good with kids. And this one looks unhappy. She sighs inwardly, and sits on the steps next to him.

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emocaliban August 15 2008, 03:00:20 UTC
He frowns at his feet some more before saying something.

"Hey."

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tomboy_22 August 15 2008, 04:05:06 UTC
"Hey." She looks at her feet too, then at him, then at her feet.

He looks familiar. The pale skin, the dark hair, the solemn look....

"Wassup, kid? You look like someone sat on your cat."

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emocaliban August 15 2008, 04:06:04 UTC
"Don't have a cat," he says. "Sophia doesn't like 'em."

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phedre_25 August 15 2008, 05:31:10 UTC
Phedre steps out, and when she sees the boy, her heart clenches - too close to home, too resemblant of Imriel.

She sits by him, and says, "Good afternoon."

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emocaliban August 15 2008, 05:44:03 UTC
"G'afternoon," he says, moodily.

She's not Nik.

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phedre_25 August 15 2008, 05:52:57 UTC
No, that she's not.

"Not a good day, is it?" Sweet and gentle.

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emocaliban August 15 2008, 05:56:57 UTC
"Not really." A pause. "I dunno where my brother is."

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crimson_sugar August 16 2008, 04:59:31 UTC
Not far from wee!Cal, a little girl with messy red hair will be crying softly.

She doesn't know where she is. She doesn't know where the Missus is. She's afraid she'll come and find her, and take her back to London, after she beat her senseless.

She's just holding her knees, and shivering in fear.

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emocaliban August 16 2008, 05:01:49 UTC
Caliban looks up and blinks at her, then stands up and goes over. "Hey, what's the matter?" He asks, awkwardly, scuffing his feet. "There isn't n - there isn't anything to cry about."

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crimson_sugar August 16 2008, 05:06:27 UTC
She wraps her arms around herself more tightly, and bites her lip. What if he's one of the boys from the brothel? She looks at him. He looks like he could be one - not well fed - and already grown up.

"I'm afraid."

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emocaliban August 16 2008, 05:07:14 UTC
He sits down next to her. "What're you afraid of?"

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