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[cruxified]

[Kratos isn't doing anything particularly interesting as usual, just sitting in the field under the stars with a fuzzy green and mint puppy in his arms. Occasionally, the pup gets a little tired... then perks back up and licks lazily at Kratos' face.]

... four thousand ninety-six... four thousand ninety-seven...

[ooc: Open post!]

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[earthlike.livejournal.com]

[dictated softly nearby]

one, two, three...

[cruxified]

[Kratos has dealt with kids like you for eons, Toph.]

... four thousand ninety-eight... four thousand ninety-nine...

[earthlike.livejournal.com]

[doesn't really care 8D]

You missed one.

[daemonkoenig.livejournal.com]

[Well, someone else wasn't doing anything particularly interesting, and decided to wander around outside. It's only the fact that Kratos is talking that probably stops him from literally tripping over him. He'll laugh sheepishly and then, decide he might as well interrupt him now~]

...Are you counting the stars?

[cruxified]

[Good job, Yuuri.]

Possibly.

[He sounds rather uninterested in anything. This, however, is his default mode. The Noishe-puppy perks, though, and goes to sniff the boy's leg.]

[daemonkoenig.livejournal.com]

[Well, he's met people like him before, so it doesn't bother him at all. The puppy catches his attention, so he'll kneel down and hold out his hand for sniffing instead]

Well, if you were, why would you be counting them?

[apologeticangel.livejournal.com]

[is out and about, and is happy to see a Kratos. For a moment she thinks he's playing with a little Noishe, but realizes the difference in a moment. She smiles and walks over, probably not realizing he's counting]

Ah, hello!

[cruxified]

[It's okay, he's not particularly invested in it.]

... Greetings, Chosen.

[apologeticangel.livejournal.com]

[she kind of kneels down a bit so she can look closer at the CUTE puppy :D]

Are you well Kratos?

[ofthefaintsmile.livejournal.com]

[sup, someone is taking a stroll and hears that counting... so she wanders over]

[cruxified]

[Sup, Teresa. Kratos spares her a glance.]

Good evening.

[The puppy in his arms jerks awake at a new presence and sniffs.]

[ofthefaintsmile.livejournal.com]

[she looks down at the weird creature he's holding, but doesn't say anything]

Good evening. What is it that you're up to?

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[Allen is walking back from the city after a night of cheating at cards. He's quietly humming to himself a pretty yet slightly eerie tune]

[cruxified]

[Nice occupation there, Allen. Anyway... Kratos picks up the sound of humming and glances toward the pale-haired boy.]

... Good evening.

[Wonder if Allen will even see him. Kratos isn't exactly brightly-colored.]

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[It's a living. He stops the humming and looks around when he hears Kratos's voice. When he sees him, he gives a smile]

Ah, good evening, sir! I didn't realize anyone was out here.

[jinga-magiiro.livejournal.com]

[have a lurker?

Since it's a pretty clear night, Tsubasa decided to go flying for a bit in his MajiGaruda form [think of like...Garudamon [I dunno..] only metallic and yellow.] He sees a person down there in the field and decides to be somewhat social. He transforms back into his MajiYellow form as he lands and then demorphs as he walks up to Kratos]

Nice night to be out, yeah？

[cruxified]

[... Well, considering his awesome senses, he's probably been watching Tsubasa since he flew over. Iota is passed out in his arms for now, ear twitching at the new voice.]

... I suppose.

[vanished-prince.livejournal.com]

[Lelouch wanders past, his mind somewhere else as he trips over a root and nearly falls.]

[cruxified]

[What the.]

... Lelouch?

[You're usually more graceful than that, sonthing.]

[eternalritual.livejournal.com]

[not!Mio has gathered enough courage to search outside tonight. The Camera Obscura is still with her, as is the flashlight that's now illuminating her path. The oddly colored dog gets caught in it, and Mio pauses mid-step. Was she... seeing things again?]

[cruxified]

[Nope. The dog opens his eyes and blinks tiredly into the light, and then the person holding him shifts. Lol dark clothing.]

... Good evening.

[cloakand_danger]

[A little fresh air, Yuan thinks, would do him some good.

As he wanders by, gaze pensive and somewhat downcast, he realizes he knows that counting voice, and stops by where Kratos is sitting.]

So this is where you went.

[cruxified]

[Iota recognizes that voice! He squirms out of Kratos' hold and paws at Yuan's leg, whining. Kratos glances up at his visitor.]

I didn't want to disturb you with my pacing.

[simpledoes.livejournal.com]

[... man, it's times like this that he wishes it was possible to sneak up on Kratos. Even though he'd probably still try if he didn't care about scaring Iota.]

Hey!

[cruxified]

[Oh Lloyd, never change.

Kratos can't help the tiny smile that comes to his face. It's automatic.]

Lloyd.

[Iota, on the other hand, is absolutely ecstatic and now proceeds to tackle Lloyd's leg in an affectionate and wobbly puppy way.]