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Maybe he could meet Dante if you want. He’s also wandering the streets looking for a place to sleep.
… Does Jr possibly have a wallet on him?“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
No, not a wallet as you would think of it, but he would have Ren, which would be coins or small bars of silver, gold, and mithlon (different than mithaln), but I’m pretty sure Dante would think those would be a good grab. He must beware the knives though, Jr might not kill him, but he still might throw one for fun and to freak Dante.
Also, Jr’s clothes are made of a type of Mithweve, so they’re fireproof. Just a fact.
"You need French Toast."
#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)@whalekeeper SEEEEB NOOOO!!! AHHH WHY!!!! @esther-c @rae
Paxton
Paxton stared with wide, teary eyes at Seb’s scars. He sniffled, unable to look away, suddenly understanding how everyone felt when they were faced with his own wounds.
He knew Seb was probably feeling uncomfortable at the moment, so he tried to look away, but…it was hard.
It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen scars before…But those seemed different then Paxton’s own…
Still, the boy couldn’t help a connection suddenly forming between him and the small blonde. Paxton looked down at his hands, which were shaking slightly. He bit his bottom lip, thinking.
His eyes lit up, an idea forming.
He hopped off the bed, causing a small cry from others in the room who’d been too focused on Seb to notice Paxton.
Paxton stood near the bed, unzipping his backpack. He hesitated, brows furrowing as his fingers reached inside. He glanced around the room, nerves fizzing.
Slowly, he pulled the worn, corse bear from its secure hiding place deep within his pack.
Hope’s button eyes sparkled, her fur, though a bit ravaged, at the moment felt absolutely heavenly against Paxton’s skin. He squeezed the bear’s arms, tucking his chin against her head and rubbing against it.
He looked around before stopping at Seb, who was staring at Paxton with raised, questioning brows.
The snow-haired boy took a few tentative steps toward him, hands still gripping the bear like a lifeline.
Was he really about to do this…?
He sucked in a deep breath.
Looking at Seb, he gave Hope a tight squeeze, trying to show the boy what to do. Just in case he wasn’t sure.
And then…
He held Hope from his arms, offering it to the blonde with shaking hands.
Paxton would NEVER DO THIS BY THE WAY….
You know Whaley how IMPORTANT Hope is to this baby….He is not just offering Hope to anybody….He wouldn’t even be taking her out of his pack if he didn’t trust the people in this room…
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebLol, ok. I was kinda joking, but we’ll see. I’m not actually sure what Dante’s going to do. I’ll rp soonish
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
Ami
If Felicity had actually gotten in a fight, like it looked like she had, then this was going to be an interesting school year. Ami smiled. “I’m Amidala. Or Ami. It’s nice to meet you too. Um,” she motioned towards Felicity’s dirtied and wet clothing, “will I regret asking what happened?” She let out a little laugh.
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Awwww, Pax!! That is so adorable 🥺
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Ellie
“Possibly. My friend’s friend got kidnapped by a, uh,” Felicity made a wide gesture with her arms. “A large, ugly, fleshy eyeball monster thing. They said it was a demon. Don’t worry, though. It’s dead now and everyone is safe… I need a shower.”
Ellie pointed with her thumb. “Bathroom’s open.”
Felicity beamed. “Thanks, um…”
“Ellie.”
“Thank you, Ellie.” The smiley girl swiped some clean pajamas and a towel from her bag, and strode into the bathroom. Some out of tune humming could soon be heard from outside the closed door. Ami and Ellie both shared a look.
“And I thought my sister and I were strange.” Ellie turned, and began emptying her bag onto her bed, organizing things into different drawers and piles.
“Uh, do you have any siblings?” she asked Ami as she worked.
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
*chants* Pick his pocket, pick his pocket, pick his –
Jk, I don’t Dante to die. That would be the opposite of fun. That would be… unfun.
Also my family collectively watched some Gravity Falls! My mum died XD And my dad hates to admit he enjoyed something, but I caught him chuckling once or twice.
“Everything is a mountain”
*whistles casually* *tries to sort out everything that’s happened so far*
Hugo
“I work on the outskirts of the city. Loading ferries, delivering packages, sometimes driving a private automobile if my current boss trusts me enough. Whatever pays to put food on the table.” He tapped the plate with his treat stick.
“You’re poor?” Nar stopped eating her stick.
“I have a house, I promise!” Hugo lowered his head apologetically. “But you didn’t ask about finances. Besides, I already share pocketbook with my brother and he’s more inclined to talk about it.
“The point is, I don’t have spare time. It’s more about what I can do while working that brings fun. Like fighting over who can eat the most hot sauce on a hot dog! Or pretending the package is a secret mega weapon, and we have to deliver it within the allotted time or the world will end! You know?”
Nar nodded, but her uncertain eyes meant she wanted something else. A concrete hobby.
“And…” Hugo squinted one eye and made himself look small. “I… like fashion.”
“Everything is a mountain”
Eeeeyyyy we’re on the same brain wave *fist bump* Not that my charrie knows how important Hope is XD But here you go!
Sebastian
One of a million.
Seb hummed louder to the one-station radio in his head. Calm, inexpressive, determined.
He didn’t care about the burns, not really. Sometimes pain would stab him if he stretched a limb too far while dancing, or if he wore skimpy clothes on a boat trip and forgot sunscreen. But otherwise, some ointment and a good slap of sympathy on a rainy day made for an otherwise normal medical record.
They just made life harder, because they revealed how disgusting people could be. Grownups hated him for being a difficult child, then turned their skins inside out and pretended to have grace because of his “traumatic” past.
They didn’t even know his past! What if he told them, “oh yeah, I tried to cannonball into a vat of lollipop sugar?” Would that induce the same reaction?
At least he wasn’t silly enough to hide. The sooner he flashed these shiners, the sooner he could continue academic pursuits without a load of pitying peers.
Someone tapped his socked foot.
“Order up!” Seb jerked his toes back and pulled the blanket off.
Paxton shrank back. With a soft smile, he squeezed and held up a stuffed bear.
“That’s nice.” Seb threw the blanket over his head again.
“Seb!” Calvin’s sharp voice.
Whoops, emotional awareness.
Seb crawled out and gazed at Pax. “…You want me to hug the bear?”
Pax nodded.
“Are you sure? I might… spontaneously combust.”
He sounded soft and unexplosive in spite of himself.
Pax kissed his bear, and slowly handed it to Seb. Longing already dotted the light in his eyes.
Sebastian hesitated. Then he hugged the bear, and quickly shoved it back, as if it might disintegrate in his hands.
“Snazzy,” he said. “I used to have stuffies. …I think.”
He slowly pulled his trademark baby smile.
“Everything is a mountain”
Making people want to murder him is Dante’s greatest skill tho
Also my family collectively watched some Gravity Falls! My mum died XD And my dad hates to admit he enjoyed something, but I caught him chuckling once or twice.
Eeee I’m so glad your family liked it! I literally started bouncing up and down on my toes like a child XD My dad loves that show. His favorite character is Soos. But I can hardly get my mom to watch anything that’s animated.
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
@godlyfantasy12 PAX!!!🩷🩷🩷
@whalekeeper AHEM.how DARE anyone touch a single hair on Seb’s head.
😤😡
poor boi
#BeardedSteveRogersIsSuperior
Ami
Ami was still trying to comprehend what Felicity had just said when Ellie asked if she had any siblings.
She shook out of her confusion. “Yeah, actually. Three of them. An older brother, a younger brother, and a younger sister. What about you? Besides, your twin, I mean.”
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Okay!
Nar
Nar nodded as if she was in slow motion.
“That’s nice.” She smiled weirdly and pulled at her sleeve. “I…don’t usually keep up with fashion kinda obviously. I’ll wear anything comfortable, clean, and not hideous. Funnily enough, Jr is wearing more fashionable clothing than me.” She laughed more like a “heh heh” than her usual, then fell silent.
“Sorry, I’m still stuck on ‘hot dog’. I…have never even seen a dog in real life, let alone eaten one. I didn’t even know they were edible!”
Classic case of my Wondians have no idea!
"You need French Toast."
#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)
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