003. Dictated/Action

[youngest10yrold.livejournal.com]

[There's a lot of shuffling and flipping of journal pages before the owner of the journal speaks, though they don't say much.]

Guy?

[Meanwhile, those who walk through the lobby might notice a redheaded ten year-old wobbling like around the room like a toddler, inspecting the furniture and searching for his aforementioned guardian. It might be a good idea to stop him before he gets into trouble though. He's rather prone to it, at this age.]

[[ooc; Loss time! Reminder that Luke is now bitty for the next week or two! Keep in mind that while Luke is physically ten/elevenish, he's mentally only a few months old, so his speech and motor skills are lacking.]]

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dictated;

[ofhymns.livejournal.com]

[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?

dictated;

[youngest10yrold.livejournal.com]

[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...]

dictated;

[ofhymns.livejournal.com]

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.