24 - [Action]

[lunarianlegacy]

[Ceodore along with the rest of his housemates has joined the ranks of the childlike, and in his case, back to age six. These however are glorious days and like any active boy, he's all over the place looking for excitement and adventure. At first, that involves exploring the village in every nook and cranny he can find, slowly generating a

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[boomchucka]

[Selphie spots Ceodore dragging the weapons from the house and quickly thorws on her snowsuit and heads out the door after the boy.]

Heeeeeeeeeeeeey!!!

[lunarianlegacy]

Hi!

[Waving cheerfully to the girl.]

You want to play? I built a fort!

[boomchucka]

I wanna play! Let's go! [ZOOM!]

[lunarianlegacy]

You man the canons and I'll watch for the enemy.

[Why yes, this kid lives in a military country. He points to his supply of snowballs when he mentions canons.]

[falenandaawn]

[Oh.

Oooooooooooooooooo. There's a little white haired kid inspecting your snowfort.] That's so cool.

[lunarianlegacy]

Thanks! I did it all by myself.

[So proud of that!]

[falenandaawn]

Really?

That's amazing!

[lunarianlegacy]

Uh-huh! I can't wait to show Father. When I can find him.

[Because he's got no clue the Cecil he played with is one and the same as his proud papa.]

Want to play in it?

[rydia_of_light]

[Rydia is wandering in a coat that's far too big for her, when she catches sight of that snow fort at the plaza. Curious, she heads on over.]

[lunarianlegacy]

[It's that girl from before! Ceodore beams and waves to her.]

Hi!! You want to play?

[rydia_of_light]

[Rydia waves back, beaming.]

Uh-huh! Wow, you made all this??

[lunarianlegacy]

I sure did! [He's so proud she likes it. Girls are usually icky, but this one's neat.] C'mon, I'll show you!

[It's all laid out in his head, every little bump and dip in the snow marks something special.]

[cladinthedark]

[It's when he's going back to the house to grab the weapons that Ceodore will stumble upon the Biggest. Man. He's. Ever. Seen. In his life.

His partial-namesake looks down on him as he rummages through the closet and clears his throat.]

A-hem.

[lunarianlegacy]

[Ceodore turns around at the sound of the voice and just. stares. Not the least shred of guilt for doing something dangerous because they're his, right? But he's absolutely in awe.]

Wooooooooow!

[cladinthedark]

I'm glad you're so impressed. Care to explain what you're doing, young man?

[lunarianlegacy]

I'm arming my fort I built all by myself!

[So very proud of himself.]

[dragoon_pride]

[Kain watches suspiciously. The moment he notices a spear among the weapons, he storms over.]

Give me that spear!

[lunarianlegacy]

[Oh great. It's that grumpy boy who thinks but doesn't speak, that should have stayed a frog. Ceodore's getting a quick education in how to read thanks to him. He clutches the spear tighter and shakes his head emphatically.]

No way! It's mine!

[dragoon_pride]

You moron. I am Kain Highwind, son of Sir Richard, of Baron. The Commander of the Dragoons, in case you're too dense to know that. So the spear belongs TO ME!

[Kain stomps closer and aims a punch for Ceodore's face. This is how he says hello, really.]

[lunarianlegacy]

[He can't quite make out all of that, but the fist to the face hurts enough to make the rest of the point. Ceodore retaliates by yelling and attempting to return the fist to the face action with the spear still tucked against him with the other arm.]

You lie! Kain's a grown up and a hero. You're just a bully. I don't care who your father is. My father is the king of Baron. And this is my room so it's my spear, so there!