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destinystrings2013-08-05 10:47 am
bittydragon) wrote in destinystrings2013-08-05 10:47 am
01 - Pint Sized Terror Unleashed!
Who: Yamato Hotsuin and YOU!
Where: Taurus Ward at night
Summary: Yamato is more than a little disorientated
Warnings: A fire breathing dog. THE FIRE BREATHING DOG. Also Taurus ward I guess.
Yamato's brain felt like it was in the middle of a grand overload.
The bright neon lights, the bustle of people in all sorts of outlandish clothing moving from building to building in groups, the loud laughter and catcalls - it was so alien to Yamato, who had spent his years isolated in a quiet, out of the way mansion, that he found himself frozen in place, his head stiffly moving from side to side as he drank in the gaudy sight.
At least he had his faithful demon companion by his side. Cerberus was looming over him, more than twice his height, the beast's shoulders hunched in a tense way. Its body language clearly stated that it was prepared to lash out at anything that exhibited the slightest bit of threat, a low, muted growl rumbling in the back of its throat.
Yamato took an abrupt, cautious step forward, and Cerberus shadowed the movement. As... bewildering and confusing this was, he couldn't stand still all night. He...had to get to the bottom of this. A calm, detached observation of his surroundings, even if the lack of memory about his arrival here was disconcerting.
So. A child by his lonesome, dressed in a traditional yukata, with a Cerberus trailing after him... in the red light district during the busiest hour. Approach?
Where: Taurus Ward at night
Summary: Yamato is more than a little disorientated
Warnings: A fire breathing dog. THE FIRE BREATHING DOG. Also Taurus ward I guess.
Yamato's brain felt like it was in the middle of a grand overload.
The bright neon lights, the bustle of people in all sorts of outlandish clothing moving from building to building in groups, the loud laughter and catcalls - it was so alien to Yamato, who had spent his years isolated in a quiet, out of the way mansion, that he found himself frozen in place, his head stiffly moving from side to side as he drank in the gaudy sight.
At least he had his faithful demon companion by his side. Cerberus was looming over him, more than twice his height, the beast's shoulders hunched in a tense way. Its body language clearly stated that it was prepared to lash out at anything that exhibited the slightest bit of threat, a low, muted growl rumbling in the back of its throat.
Yamato took an abrupt, cautious step forward, and Cerberus shadowed the movement. As... bewildering and confusing this was, he couldn't stand still all night. He...had to get to the bottom of this. A calm, detached observation of his surroundings, even if the lack of memory about his arrival here was disconcerting.
So. A child by his lonesome, dressed in a traditional yukata, with a Cerberus trailing after him... in the red light district during the busiest hour. Approach?
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Well, he would have to sort the issue out of supplies for food, but Yamato would cross that bridge when he reached it. He had spent the majority of his life alone anyway, only being shepherded to certain locations by his tutors once a blue moon.
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"Even traveling through this city could be dangerous if you aren't careful. You should really consider staying with someone old enough to take care of you."
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Truthfully, Yamato was more than a little ignorant about how to live like a 'civilian'. Jobs? Bills? Groceries? Yamato was absolutely clueless about these. It didn't stop him from believing that he could survive well enough on his own - he wasn't a child, after all.
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"If it comes down to it... Please consider staying at my home for at least tonight." Leaving him all by himself in an apartment just doesn't sit right with her.
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"...that was very bold," he said slowly, his tone more than a little wary. "I am not comfortable sleeping with a stranger, so I will have to refuse."
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"My home is much larger than a single apartment, and we have food as well. For one day at least, you wouldn't need to worry about that. Please... It just isn't safe for you to be by yourself...!"
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Yamato wasn't sure how to handle this. He had never been faced with such an earnest, persistent person before, and he shifted awkwardly, his fingers tightening in Cerberus's mane. Why was she so adamant in 'helping' him, if that was her true intent, anyway. Yamato didn't understand.
"You're making me uncomfortable," he said bluntly, deciding to be frank in this situation. "Stop it."
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...Well, as he had said before, she is a complete stranger to him. Though her lips purse, she does settle back a little, lowering her head.
"...I'm sorry. I just... I don't want to see you get hurt here where I could have helped."
Her words are sincere - it would be difficult to forgive herself if she let such a young child be harmed because she hadn't taken extra care to make sure he would be alright.
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Yamato stroked Cerberus's mane for a moment, his expression smoothing out into something blank. "If I need assistance, I will ask for it. Does that make you feel better?"
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It's... a small relief, at least. She half-wonders if she could stay in her old apartment for one night, if only to be able to get to him quickly in case something bad were to occur.
"That does remind me, though... You should have a COMP with you now, and you can use that to call me if you need to. Do you want me to teach you how to use it?"