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007 || {Video / Action} || BACKDATED to the 3rd, late morning.
[It's not cold at all - even in spite of the rain - but after a bit of shivering, disoriented wandering Hope will find himself stranded on the path, and even more confused than when he initially came around after being the unfortunate victim of routine experimentation.
He plops to his knees in the dirt before slipping in the haze and landing squarely on his butt, not caring at all for the muck that would inevitably stain his shorts.]
Ugh...
[With a groan, he first lifts a hand to wipe away the silvery bangs dripping in his eyes, then wraps both arms around himself with a shiver. The camera's view might catch a flash of chalk-white on the back of a wrist, stark even against his fair skin, if one were looking hard enough.
The journal's been recording all of this, but the boy doesn't seem to notice, drawing his knees up and resting his forehead against them.]
(ooc: Lightning and I think Gem are going to go find him, but anyone else is welcome to poke him through the journal too. :D)
He plops to his knees in the dirt before slipping in the haze and landing squarely on his butt, not caring at all for the muck that would inevitably stain his shorts.]
Ugh...
[With a groan, he first lifts a hand to wipe away the silvery bangs dripping in his eyes, then wraps both arms around himself with a shiver. The camera's view might catch a flash of chalk-white on the back of a wrist, stark even against his fair skin, if one were looking hard enough.
The journal's been recording all of this, but the boy doesn't seem to notice, drawing his knees up and resting his forehead against them.]
(ooc: Lightning and I think Gem are going to go find him, but anyone else is welcome to poke him through the journal too. :D)
[action!]
[He speaks as he carefully clambers back on the couch, and once he's there, he outstretches an arm. A dopey kiddish grin spreads over his face.]
... A chocobo-back ride!
[action!]
[action!]
Um... but I don't have any money...
[action!]
[action!]
Okay... [His voice is already getting thick with drowsiness, snuggling down.] But only if you promise.
[action!]
sigh. ] I promise, Hope.
[action!]
[His eyes flutter closed with a few kid-like sleepy noises before he goes slack.]