6 ~ Once There Was

[no_defender]

[Action//Open]

[It is mid-afternoon.  Alester is about seven years old today, but he's off exploring on his own, just like he'd be doing at home.  He keeps looking at things very intently even if they don't seem particularly interesting or even if they don't actually seem to be there at all.  Despite the fact that he is constantly getting distracted

Comments

action?

[miniatureg33k]

[Hardison eyes the other little boy and his sword, and then regards his own plastic gun and shrugs before jumping out from around the corner and leveling it at the other.]

If you're a King, you probably have lots of riches. And I'm taking 'em now.

[He chews at his lip a quick moment before:]

...Please.

action!

[bb_defender]

[Alester is disappointed that he has brought a sword to what is apparently a gunfight. The other boy's politeness throws him for a moment, the amuses him.]

You're not supposed to say please when you threaten someone.

[After a moment he lowers his sword.]

Anyway, I don't have much riches right now. Even my crown blew away.

[miniatureg33k]

But my nana says I'm supposed to have manners.

[At this point he's figuring it's safe to holster his gun, too. He smiles, cause the younger kid does make a good point though.]

That's okay. ...Maybe we could find you more!

[bb_defender]

Mama says I'm supposed to know how to use my manners but she never said to use them all the time.

[Alester's mother has, or rather had, somewhat unusual attitudes toward child rearing, but little Alester doesn't really understand to what extent. He considers the other boy's proposal.]

Okay. What's your name?

[habitformed]

[ Mouse is standing outside a convenience store, anxiously shuffling between his feet and trying to figure out how the hell he's going to manage to score a cigarette now. He's observant, silently watching people as they go by. Part of him is considering panhandling but he's not sure what a place like this does to squatters and the like; he's not sure he wants to find out either.

Chewing on a fingernail he squints at the little boy has he scrambles down from his latest perch. He doesn't say anything (Mouse doesn't like to speak), but he does throw double rock on symbols at the kid.

Go on, kid. Rock on with your badass Alsteronia self, he seems to say. ]

[bb_defender]

[The hand gestures is entirely lost on the boy, but he does register the approval and runs over.]

Hello. Do you live here? It's weird.

[habitformed]

[ Mouse takes a step or two back when the boy approaches. Not that he's got a problem with the kid, it's just that Mouse has a huge bubble of personal space and he'd hate for the boy to accidentally trip and end up with a handful of Mouse's powers.

Shoving his hands into his pockets he shakes his head. ]

New here, [ he mumbles quietly. ] But definitely weird.

[bb_defender]

[Mouse's powers aren't magical so they probably wouldn't be perceivable to Alester's Sight even without everything else around, and they certainly wouldn't be here.]

You're also sort of weird.

[This is in response to the gesturing, the mumbling, and Mouse's general appearance. It is not, however, entirely disapproving.]