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[exanimatus]

[meanwhile, down in a quiet corner of the castle lobby, there are papers everywhere. half of them are blank, the other half are covered in bizarre crayon drawings. Zelman and his nameless, white-haired, red-eyed kid are both sitting on the floor, and the kid's doing most of the artwork. the journal is buried somewhere around there, to boot...]I

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[payback]

[Sneaking quietly out of the kitchen is... a small, rather bony little boy, without much baby fat, headed for Zelman's own weird little child. The newcomer's eyes are red and strange, and even more bizarrely, he has a pair of small, soft black cat ears protruding from his black hair, and a black cat tail waving curiously.

Another weird castle child. What can you do?]

[exanimatus]

[if you're four years old, you can stop what you're doing and stare at him. stare at him with big, unblinking eyes.

...Zelman pretends not to notice. kids these days.]

[payback]

[Renzo remembers this kid from last year. He didn't get to play. :( So with a cautious glance at Zelman, he comes closer.]

[exanimatus]

[the kid looks hesitantly at Zelman... then at Renzo... and then he holds out his red crayon to the kid. come color with them? :<]

[payback]

[Renzo glances back towards the kitchen... guess where mama is, who he's slipped away from. Damn these ninja genes.

Then he decides he can definitely handle himself, and trots calmly over to Zelman's kid.]