Second Firefly - [Action/Voice]

[presumablyalone]

[Even though it's late at night, Seto is on top of the third community building roof top, staring at the bright white moon that's high up in the dark sky.  It looks as if he's almost in a trance.  He's sitting on the edge of the wall, his legs dangling down though he shows no sign that he's afraid of falling at this height.

He reaches over to grab

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[voice]

[molinet]

[Just so happens he caught that little comment about the moon and is now feeling it necessary for some reason to put in his own negative feelings towards it.]

I hate it.

[voice]

[presumablyalone]

[Aw, hearing that makes Seto a little sad but it does make him happy that someone is talking to him. That's what he really wants but he is curious as to why this person hates the moon]

Why do you hate it?

[voice]

[molinet]

I just do. [Irrational child fear that hasn't gone away. Although there's little fear left, most has turned to disdain.]

Why do you like it? Just because of its appearance?

[voice]

[presumablyalone]

I see... [He thinks for a moment]

Not just it's appearance. It gives me hope, like it's lighting up the dark and scary night so I can continue on to find the survivors.

[voice]

[molinet]

-Survivors? [He sounds a little curious. Not much, but enough to make further conversation.]

[voice]

[presumablyalone]

Yeah...in my world... [He bites his lip, hesitating on telling this person that everyone is dead] ...there aren't very many people left in the world.

[voice]

[molinet]

...A war?

[voice]

[presumablyalone]

No...I can't remember what happened but everyone just started to die...[His voice quiets down when he says 'die']

[voice]

[molinet]

[He's not sure what would cause that. So many things. War, Famine, Disease... all possible. He usually would have no time for this sort of conversation, but he perhaps feels a bit of connection to the kid in terms of how lonely that must have been.

He had completely different circumstances, but being alone was being alone.]

And you survived... ...alone?

[voice]

[presumablyalone]

[He goes quiet for a moment as he thinks about his childhood alone with his grandfather. He almost wants to apologize for bringing up his past...it saddens everyone who hears it. It takes him a second to snap out of his little trance to answer Jin]

I was living with my grandfather but he died...I was alone after that...

[voice]

[molinet]

...I see.

[Jin's not easily moved by other people's issues and misery, but he does at least sound like he's pitying the circumstances the kid went through, a bit.]

Just how old are you?

[voice]

[presumablyalone]

I'm fifteen now.

[He's trying to sound a bit happier now]

[voice]

[molinet]

[Fifteen. Not that much younger than Jin, but enough. ...He can't even remember when he was fifteen.]

Old enough to make it alone, I suppose... [He pauses.] All these people in this place; it must be an additional shock to being brought here.

[voice]

[presumablyalone]

Mhm! The monsters give me a hard time but I can take care of myself. [Optimistic attitude kicking in] Y-Yeah...At first I thought I died, then I thought I found the survivors. But I'm still glad I get to be with people...it's nice.

[voice]

[molinet]

I see. [Jin's still wondering what could make so many people die, though. However, he's not going to keep going down that path.]

[voice]

[presumablyalone]

Oh! Um, my name is Seto. What's yours?

[He's really hoping to become friends with this guy, he seems pretty nice.]