♕ 11 - Allergies

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

[If you happen to be in the main lobby, you'll see a little boy with his journal open, scribbling on it with colored crayons, creating a vast landscape meant to be his home (though, you know, with the epicness that is eight-year-old art skills). There's a lot of red in that picture, but most of it seems to come from a drawing of a man shooting fire from his palm with Papa written over his head.  

But that's not the only thing you'll be seeing. 

Ashura is constantly sneezing. And with every sneeze there is a little burst of fire, like a mini-firework somewhere within the vicinity. He's not very in control of what power he has right now.]

Achoo!

[He sniffs and rubs his nose, and behind him the little spark came thiiiiiiiis close to lightning something on fire. Whoops.]

[ooc: He can't really hurt anyone with the sneezing sparks. They're kind of like small bursts of light and might shock you if you get touched by one - like you got to close to something hot and jerked your hand away or a firecracker, but they're not dangerous: just cute.]

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[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

[The sound makes him jump and he turns around, giving a squeak of surprise at seeing a strange girl. He grabs his journal and scoots away, pouting at her.]

Who are you?

[Sneeze - spark.]

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

[that's less startling the second time around, so she'll just smile when he jumps away, hands going up] Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. I like drawing too, so I was just curious.

[rather than approach him further and worry him, she'll go ahead and sit cross-legged on the floor. No threatening here]

I'm Jilly.

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

Jilly?

[He eyes her with childish curiosity mixed with apprehension, but when she sits he seems to relax some. She's not as tall and scary on the floor.]

I'm Ashura.

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

[even less intimidating than usual... which wasn't hard. Being 5'0 and paint-speckled made it hard to be scary to much of anyone] Nice to meet you, Ashura.

[opening her journal, she'll turn to a page she's filled with drawings before pushing it over to him] See? It's my hobby, too.

Can I ask what you were drawing?

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

[He takes her journal with childish curiosity, peering at it and not admitting that he thought she was good. Cause, you know, boyish kid pride and all that.

And slowly he handed her his, with all its brilliant colors.]

My papa protecting our home.

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

[she holds it carefully, looking over the detail] This is beautiful.

[a smile over at him] He looks very powerful.

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

[He beams with childish glee!]

My papa's the strongest! He's king of all the Ashura and the kingdom of Shurano! And he's gonna beat those Yasha and get the castle for us!

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

The Yasha?

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

The bad guys.

[Cause, that explains everything of course.]

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

I see. [because there are some things you just don't debate with little kids... at least, not in such a time or place as this. Have a smile, Ashura] It's good that he keeps you safe.

Have you been here long? I haven't seen you around.

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

Um, I just got here, like, four days ago.

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

Settling in okay? Has anyone been helping you?