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[orderedagator]

[Beaver's outside, kicking a can around, looking exhausted and bored and like he's going to fall asleep at any second. He stops what he's doing after a little while, and sits down on the curb, looking absolutely miserable.]

I miss my Mayfield.

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Okay, I HAVE to throw SOMEONE at the goddamn Beaver xD since I for some reason haven't yet

[arturia_pen]

[Have a Saber who's walking by, and just happened to hear that little dejected comment. As always she's using that pipe as a nice little cane.]

Excuse me...what do you mean "your" Mayfield?

LOL. <3

[orderedagator]

[He's kinda...falling asleep at the curb. Guess who hasn't been sleeping?

He looks up when she talks to him, though.]

Uh...I'm from Mayfield. But it isn't this one. Mines better and people don't act funny.

/bows to the Beaver

[arturia_pen]

Oh...so you were brought to Mayfield...from a town called Mayfield?

\o/

[orderedagator]

Yea, that just about covers it. It's real strange, too.

[supersizedpower]

...Oh, wow.

No way!

[orderedagator]

[Looks up, rubbing his eyes.]

Huh?

[supersizedpower]

Okay, kid?

[orderedagator]

Uh-huh. I just miss home, is all.

[not_oflegend]

[Alice is returning home from the school when she spots Beaver.]

Hey, you okay?

[orderedagator]

[Looks up, blinking a little.]

Uh-huh. Just a little tired.

[not_oflegend]

[She takes up a spot on the curb next to him.]

You're Beaver, right?

[orderedagator]

[Nod nod nod.]

Yep, that's me.

You're Alice, right?

[muffled_noises]

...We all miss something, kid.

[orderedagator]

It's real hard.

[muffled_noises]

Well...Get used to it.

[like_a_romanov]

You miss what?

[orderedagator]

Mayfield.

[like_a_romanov]

But we're in Mayfield. Unless you didn't notice.

[orderedagator]

Not this one. This one isn't my home.