✿三十

[scentofbauhinia]

[Guess what? Yet another victim of the ten year bazooka. And of course it's gone horribly wrong. This time it's Hong Kong and he's been sent right back to the 1700's. At this time, he was very little other than a mostly barren island with very few inhabitants, most of whom were industrious farmers and fishermen of ethnic origin, boat people, and

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[peonymarket]

[STARES]

[babbyharbour]

[STARES BACK. so does kitty.]

Teacher.

[peonymarket]

H...Hong Kong.

[wondering if he can scoop the babby away without getting bitten by the tiger...]

[babbyharbour]

[i-it's okay teacher, solving the problem for you and toddling straight over. the tiger watches in a protective way, but otherwise just yawns and continues to sit]

[beforethehatred]

[.....giant kitty. Staring.]

[babbyharbour]

[the little boy and the giant kitty spot her after a little while and stare back]

[konekoma]

[ Oh sup fellow 1700's babby, there's a kid in a Japanese kimono watching you. Not coming close enough to say hello, just... staring, whenever he thinks he can get away with it.

At the tiger more than the kid, to be fair. ]

[babbyharbour]

[yeah, it isn't long before he spots you looking, other 1700's babby. he might recognise the clothing style as being like that of his older brother Japan's, but then he's been pretty sheltered up till now.

the tiger yawns, showing off those teeth and Hong Kong continues to stare back. haven't you ever seen a giant kitty before bro]

[konekoma]

[ No he has not! He jumps a little at the yawn, but after a moment of consideration, gives Hong Kong a little bow and stares at him instead. ]

Hi.

[babbyharbour]

[he hestitates, China might not want him speaking to strangers, but this kid looks Asian so that means it might be okay.] ...Hello.

[he pauses thoughtfully a moment as he notices the other boy jump at the tiger and then speaks up again] S'okay. Won't hurt you.

[dwopdead]

Hi.

[Looking at the Hong Kong shyly from a little far away.]

[babbyharbour]

[ahhh a foreigner, b-but he speaks up never the less] ...Hello.

[sort of moving a little closer to tiger, just in case you're dangerous. tiger doesn't seem to think so though]

[dwopdead]

Can...can I pet your kitty cat?

[babbyharbour]

[thinking. thinking. nods.] He like it behind ears best.

[reascends]

[STILL STOMPING AROUND IN A PISSED OFF WAY]

[babbyharbour]

[ahh kinda scared and not really recognising her because he's barely seen anything of Viet so far

he climbs up onto the tiger's back and clings]

[reascends]

[A-a Chinese baby... and a tiger...]

...Where is its keeper? [She just assumes you're the tiger's meal. DAMN, those northerners are more barbaric than she is.]

[babbyharbour]

[oh god she's speaking to me

blinkblink. clings some more]

No keeper. He my friend.