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[contempsi]

[Hi, everyone. Remember that kid with a bit of a chip on his shoulder? The one who came through all that bereavement and strife to face his fears and confront his Fate head on and (insert ten-minute-long speech about coming up against the world and taking on Hell himself and... you know, stuff)?

The one who takes no nonsense (well, most of the time) and might secretly strive just a little to be just like the crotchety soldier woman who was just days ago ordering someone off their lawn?

Yeah, well, now he's sitting in the middle of the Plaza on his butt, SOBBING LOUDLY like a hysterical five-year-old and not caring who sees.

What do, citizens. What do.]


(ooc: Can apply to any day during the event if you wish. :] And uh. What trait of his have I amped up? Just his typical melodramatic tendencies. Nothing major. :') Haaave fuuuun.)

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[contempsi.livejournal.com]

[Hope wipes one of his dampened cheeks with a sleeve and points at the ground before him. Several feet away, a little black spider can be seen scuttling away.]

That... that thing. It tried to kill me! It was really scary!

[heavenslament.livejournal.com]

[Terra frowns at the spider, but seeing as how it's in retreat mode, she doesn't blast it.]

Well, at least it's going away. Why do I take you home? ...um, where do you live?

[contempsi.livejournal.com]

No. [His voice is grave.] I can't go home. I'll never be able to go home again. People like me... we don't have homes.

[Even though it's just basically right around the corner. But no matter. Hope turns away, pressing a hand to his face.]

[heavenslament.livejournal.com]

...what? Why can't you go home?

[contempsi.livejournal.com]

It was taken from me. You should just end it for me... right here where I stand.

[Except for the part where he's sitting.]

[heavenslament.livejournal.com]

...no.

[She shakes her head immediately.]

There's no need to talk like that. I can take you to my home, for a little while, if you want. I'll protect you.