Thirteenth

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Lost, as the castle has condemned him to be, Sora slipped from an unknown room to wander the halls. He wears his Paradisa High sweat jacket over a matching tee, which dangle off his frame like a tent. As he wanders he hugs the journal to his chest and rubs his eyes dazedly with his free hand. His voice is groggy and weak- after all, he had been ill before this growing-up business had reared its ugly head.]

...Is everything over now?

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[blackagar]

[Black Bolt had been standing near a window, once again wearing that dark, regal suit. There's not too terribly much more interesting outside than there is inside, but watching the sky still has a meditative effect, if studied for long enough. The voice, however, distracts him. He turns to glance over, and studies Sora curiously.]

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Sora was no stranger now to the idea of people in Spandex, but it was still unusual to him. He reciprocates the studious gaze, looking him up and down with his eyes. The black did frighten him, and he shrank meekly behind a nearby curtain.]

[respecto-wiggle.livejournal.com]

[if any paraphernalia followed Puddle back from the high school, he probably burned it. A horrible idea, that mascot costume. Completely foolish.

He's back to is tall, green self, and cooking for himself in the kitchen. A proper stew. None of that horrible cafeteria food. The smell and the light coming from the kitchen are easy clues that someone else is downstairs and awake]

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Even with the loss, Sora could still follow light and sound, and soon he finds himself in the kitchen. He climbs into a chair across from Puddle and rested his chin on the counter to watch.]

Dictated

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

It's all over.

What's nearby? I'd like to come see you, if that's okay? [better to know he's all in one piece if she can actually see him]

Dictated

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

Um... The room door closest to me says 204.

[mysticalvender.livejournal.com]

As over as if the fat lady sang.

You okay, Peachpie?

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

It was really scary. But I'm okay. Are you alright, Lorne?

I'm sorry we didn't sing more.

[priestish.livejournal.com]

Sora-?

Are you alright?

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

I'm okay. Just tired... And lost. But that's normal.

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

I should hope so. [Alucard's... taking his bright pink and grey bird on a walk.] I think most have been worn out to the point of breaking as of late.

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

Alucard! [Sora trots up to him, gaze hopeful, if a bit drained.] Are you broken?

[oneasthousand.livejournal.com]

[Hellooo, Sora. Walking down that same alley happens to be a familiar face.]

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Wah. Practically plastering self against the wall to avoid being seen.]

[pai-sho-master.livejournal.com]

[Did you miss the old man voice? Because it's back now and coming over the journal.]

It's over.

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[He did- it's soothing and reassuring.] Promise?

[tough-teacher.livejournal.com]

[Someone else is walking down the halls. She's not lost, though. Just exploring. She stops when she sees Sora; this little guy was obviously in need of some help. She'll crouch down to his level, smiling reassuringly.]

Hello, there. You look like you could use some help.

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Sora's become used to this by now, but he still shies a bit when adults approach him, even so very gently.] I'm alright. I'm just lost.

[givingchase.livejournal.com]

Looks like it, little guy. You okay?

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm alright. I've just. Um. Lost my way.

[f-ck-your-fish.livejournal.com]

[not quite as tired-sounding, but still pretty tired herself]

Yeah, Sora, honey. It's over. You alright?

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

I'm okay, Eunice. Are you alright?

[blackagar]

[Black Bolt had been standing near a window, once again wearing that dark, regal suit. There's not too terribly much more interesting outside than there is inside, but watching the sky still has a meditative effect, if studied for long enough. The voice, however, distracts him. He turns to glance over, and studies Sora curiously.]

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Sora was no stranger now to the idea of people in Spandex, but it was still unusual to him. He reciprocates the studious gaze, looking him up and down with his eyes. The black did frighten him, and he shrank meekly behind a nearby curtain.]

[respecto-wiggle.livejournal.com]

[if any paraphernalia followed Puddle back from the high school, he probably burned it. A horrible idea, that mascot costume. Completely foolish.

He's back to is tall, green self, and cooking for himself in the kitchen. A proper stew. None of that horrible cafeteria food. The smell and the light coming from the kitchen are easy clues that someone else is downstairs and awake]

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Even with the loss, Sora could still follow light and sound, and soon he finds himself in the kitchen. He climbs into a chair across from Puddle and rested his chin on the counter to watch.]

Dictated

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

It's all over.

What's nearby? I'd like to come see you, if that's okay? [better to know he's all in one piece if she can actually see him]

Dictated

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

Um... The room door closest to me says 204.

[mysticalvender.livejournal.com]

As over as if the fat lady sang.

You okay, Peachpie?

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

It was really scary. But I'm okay. Are you alright, Lorne?

I'm sorry we didn't sing more.

[priestish.livejournal.com]

Sora-?

Are you alright?

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

I'm okay. Just tired... And lost. But that's normal.

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

I should hope so. [Alucard's... taking his bright pink and grey bird on a walk.] I think most have been worn out to the point of breaking as of late.

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

Alucard! [Sora trots up to him, gaze hopeful, if a bit drained.] Are you broken?

[oneasthousand.livejournal.com]

[Hellooo, Sora. Walking down that same alley happens to be a familiar face.]

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Wah. Practically plastering self against the wall to avoid being seen.]

[pai-sho-master.livejournal.com]

[Did you miss the old man voice? Because it's back now and coming over the journal.]

It's over.

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[He did- it's soothing and reassuring.] Promise?

[tough-teacher.livejournal.com]

[Someone else is walking down the halls. She's not lost, though. Just exploring. She stops when she sees Sora; this little guy was obviously in need of some help. She'll crouch down to his level, smiling reassuringly.]

Hello, there. You look like you could use some help.

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Sora's become used to this by now, but he still shies a bit when adults approach him, even so very gently.] I'm alright. I'm just lost.

[givingchase.livejournal.com]

Looks like it, little guy. You okay?

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm alright. I've just. Um. Lost my way.

[f-ck-your-fish.livejournal.com]

[not quite as tired-sounding, but still pretty tired herself]

Yeah, Sora, honey. It's over. You alright?

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

I'm okay, Eunice. Are you alright?