paradisalost | 003. Dictated/Action

((OOC: D'aww, itty-bitty Luke~. Hope you don't mind.))

[Cole's been watching this kid for some time over the top of his newspaper as he reclines on a sofa. Eventually, he sighs, standing and walking over]

Hey, uh... Are you lost?

((OOC: Not at all!))

[Luke, meanwhile, stares up in utter amazement. It was a new person. People weren't really allowed to come to the manor a lot, so far as he knew.]

Mmm...

[They said something, and he understood most of the individual words but... trying to piece the meaning together was harder...]

Guy?

[Do you know where he is?]

Is that who you're looking for?

[Cole couldn't recall seeing a "Guy" in the journal. At least, not yet.]

I can... I can help you try and find him if you want? I'm Cole.

Uh-huh...

[At least, he thinks that the person in front of him was asking... The next sentence though was harder. "Help" and "find" though. That sounded right.

And a name? He nods though, at the question.]

[Cole gets the feeling that this kid isn't very developed. He crouches to be more on his level, and points at himself] I'm Cole.

[And then to the kid] What's your name?

[He was getting used to this helping people stuff...]

.... [ That. sounded like a child. Duke pauses on his way to the kitchen, listening to the sounds of footsteps. ]

.... Correct. [ Shush. 'Guy?' sounds a lot like checking if he was a guy. ]

Huh?

[... what on earth was this guy even talking about...]

[ Maybe he was wrong.

... topic change go. ]

... [ How does he change from a topic he wasn't even completely aware of. ]

. . . . . . [ Awkward silence. He's still not looking in the right direction to see Luke. ]

.. Not where you are accustomed to?

[... well that didn't help make things any clearer. Still, Luke just sort of hmm-s and wobbles over in his direction, trying to look at this strange man. Duke can probably hear his footsteps. Luke's not exactly good at stepping lightly at this age.]

[ Duke listens, and a tiny bit uneasy, turns slightly toward these footsteps.

... What is he supposed to do? This definitely sounds like a small child. How does one interact with a small child? ]

[Sounds like a child... Nah, it couldn't be anyone from her world. Luke was just fine yesterday.]

Guy? There isn't anyone by that name here.

[Something bothers her, though.]

Do you need help?

[At first there's a squeak of surprise and the sound of a bump as Luke tumbles backwards because omg this book just talked were there books that did that? omg... Then there's the sound of a small grunt and shuffling as Luke rolls over - too preoccupied by this discovery to be upset that he fell.

He's silent for a few moments as he stares at the book. Then, suddenly:]

Again!

[TALKING BOOK, TALK AGAIN.]

[A soft gasp. Did he hurt himself?]

I-- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you... The book is how people living here communicate.

Are you all right? Where are you?

[OMG IT DID IT AGAIN OMG

Luke almost completely ignores what the book is actually saying to giggle and clap his hands. It should be a good indicator that he's not hurt, at least, though not helpful in figuring out his location.

He does pause at the last question. So the book was asking questions now... Was it like a game? He recognizes the words, from when he and Guy would play hide-and-seek, though he hadn't quite reached the infamy and skill that Guy would attribute to him in later years. Except... he looks around. He doesn't know...]

Where... here...?

[He hopes he's asking it right...]

Ah... [Sounds like he's lost. Could be a young child or someone with a poor grasp of language... or both.] This is Paradisa. Can you describe what you see? I'll come find you.