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Feb 22, 2010 23:09

[Razer is nine years old.

Razer is nine years oldHe's also standing in the middle of the buffet, glaring at a girly bicycle, wearing clothes that don't look like they could ever possibly fit him--and a macaroni necklace--and being generally pissed ( Read more... )

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ecopiracy February 23 2010, 06:18:32 UTC
[Phoenix isn't exactly happy with things either. She's somewhere around seven, if she's judging correctly, she isn't the right gender anymore, and Redd had the nerve to alter her hair.

Somehow, the macaroni-necklace, the oversized shirt that drapes over her body, the change in height, in her voice, in her gender - of all those things, the thing that irritates her the most is the fact that she can't get these damn pigtails out of her hair.

So it's a very grumpy Phoenix wandering the ship. However, the sight of another angry child - a Precurian child, no less - catches her attention. Distraction is a go.

Hello, Razer. You have an inquisitive girl-child approaching you now.]

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farfairersoul February 23 2010, 06:24:13 UTC
[Razer is very carefully not looking up. He's well-aware that this is the phase of his life long before he grew into his eyeballs--and his ears, for that matter--and he'd rather not talk to anyone if he can avoid it.

So he's just...going to keep glaring at this bicycle. And not look at whoever it is that just walked up--not even sideways. If he doesn't look at them, maybe they'll go away.

Damn it, he is going to kill Redd.]

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ecopiracy February 23 2010, 06:29:42 UTC
[No such luck, Razer. Phoenix is curious now. In fact, she edges closer, very deliberately into Razer's probable line of sight.]

Pardon me, but are you new?

[Such a polite little girl.]

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farfairersoul February 23 2010, 06:33:08 UTC
[The accent is common enough--at least around here, and to Razer's recollection--that it doesn't bring up any instant recognition. It doesn't help that Razer still isn't lifting his head, either.

He folds his arms and casts his eyes sideways, avoiding Phoenix's gaze.]

If you call being on this Mar-forsaken ship for almost six months new, certainly. Otherwise no.

[His accent, however, is significantly more unique, even if his voice is so much higher right now than it should be.]

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salsaconjere February 23 2010, 07:53:08 UTC
[Jeremiah just wanted some hot chocolate.
But then he found nine-year-old Razer.

Fish boy just stands, stares, and laughs.]

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farfairersoul February 23 2010, 17:27:25 UTC
[Razer just stands there and DOES NOT LOOK AT HIM. Period. He's just gonna stand right here and glare at that bicycle or the floor or the wall until he can think of something better to do.

He does clench his little hands into fists, though, and grind his teeth even harder. He's sorely tempted to just launch himself at Jere right now, but doesn't think he wants to deal with a punishment on top of this.]

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salsaconjere February 24 2010, 02:34:38 UTC
[You're also dealing with a tank there, kiddo. But fishboy understands, by god does he understand. So after staring and oozing with amusement he'll step over and rub that little head of Razer's.]

Pissed off the Captain, huh.

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farfairersoul February 24 2010, 05:39:20 UTC
[Never stopped him before. For all his refinement, Razer's always been up for a fight. Fighting someone larger than him would pose a refreshing challenge.

...One he is even more tempted to take on when Jere has the gall to ruffle his hair. Ruffle. His. Hair.

Razer swings an arm to make him CUT THAT OUT and shoots a glare up at him with oversized green eyes.]

It doesn't matter what I did--if you so much as touch me again I'm skinning you alive.

[It's not an empty threat. Or at least it doesn't sound like one. In fact, the natural way with which Razer speaks it is probably a little disconcerting in comparison to his usual friendly tone, not to mention his current appearance.]

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chopshopgoddess February 23 2010, 18:07:37 UTC
[Mikaela needs coffee. Coffee's great, right? And probably at the buffet, because you need drinks with your food and there's dessert and coffee goes with dessert. This all makes complete sense.

She does stop and stare at the kid, however.]

Who're you?

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farfairersoul February 23 2010, 18:14:38 UTC
[Razer recognizes Mikaela's voice with a wince, and heaves a sigh. He doesn't particularly like Mikaela, of course, but...well, she's like a less annoying Keira. Which means she's useful, and it would be smart to stay on good terms with her.

Does that apply to situations like this?

He isn't sure. So he'll just fold his arms--a mess of oversized sleeves--and look away, long curved ears dipping slightly.]

No one of consequence, I assure you.

[The accent, vocabulary, syntax--Razer still sounds distinctly like himself. Just about a quarter-century younger.]

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chopshopgoddess February 23 2010, 18:17:27 UTC
[She eyes him carefully, taking note of the way the kid spoke.]

Sure sound like someone I know.

[Stepping closer, she sets aside her piece of cake and looks at the bike.]

...Nice ride.

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farfairersoul February 24 2010, 01:57:18 UTC
[He practically spits the reply.]

A gift from the Captain. If you like it, you're welcome to it.

[He's not touching the "someone I know" bit with a ten-foot pole.]

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psychoticracer February 24 2010, 04:26:33 UTC
[Erol recognizes the clothes. And the hair, and the ears. They're different but similar enough. It's doubtful he'd instantly recognize anyone else if they suddenly lost two decades of age, but Razer? Razer's different.]

... Hm. The Captain's sense of humor leaves much to be desired.

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farfairersoul February 24 2010, 05:42:21 UTC
[Okay, Razer's just gonna...curl up and die now. Everyone else was hard enough to deal with, and their opinions meant very, very little. Erol? Erol's different.

Razer's face goes hot and he keeps his eyes averted. His voice is very quiet when he finally speaks.]

Agreed.

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psychoticracer February 24 2010, 05:58:16 UTC
[You DO realize that's unbearably cute. Erol doesn't have the same response to "cute" that most people do, but the features of the only person he's ever loved combined with youth just a hair below the age he considered fair game was.... different.

Tilting his head to try to catch Razer's eyes, Erol steps closer.]

What are you doing loitering about out here?

[Instead of, you know, holed up where no one will see you?]

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farfairersoul February 24 2010, 06:06:18 UTC
[His voice is still low, but not as quiet as it was, frustrated and defeated in the same breath.]

I'm almost positive that the moment I try to leave this room, something else is going to happen even worse than singing pasta and being treated like a girl.

[Pause.]

Also, I've been trying to decide how to gather up my clothes and still manage to get all the way back to my room without tripping like an idiot and making everything even worse.

[Still not looking at you, but his tone is still exasperated, not to mention humiliated. Assuming that's what Redd was going for, he sure knew where to hit where it would hurt.]

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