First Misfortune - [Action]

[devourthemfirst]

[Action]

[If you're in the Good Spirits bar today, you may hear an audible 'thunk' coming from under one of the tables.  It sounds like someone's head just clonked against the bottom of it, and one just did.  A ten year old boy just woke up under the table and sat up only to have his head meet the table in a not so nice manner.

Why he's there?  Czes really has no idea.  In fact, he has no idea where he is.  All he knows is that this can't be the Alveare.  This place isn't as classy and the atmosphere... it's just too different.  Besides, what would he be doing back at the Alveare?  Last thing he remembered doing was running away from Claire.  He should've ended up back with Ennis...

The wings and pain running through his back are definitely not helping with his confusion.  He even cringes as he tries to scoot back against the wall.  

What should he do?  He can't tell if any of those people out there are immortals, not from here at least.  He needs to get a good look at everyone and talk to them.

So only a minute or so after the 'thunking' sound, he gets out from under the table and for a moment, he just looks around, observing everyone there.  He then approaches anyone close by.]  U-Um, excuse me?


[A little while after he wakes up at Good Spirits, Czes will be seen outside in the snow, wandering around in this outfit as he had managed to find his way to the clothing store and grab something nice and warm.  He doesn't look scared like earlier, he actually has a more thoughtful look on his face.]

Comments

[devourthemfirst]

[A woman. He doesn't recognize her but that isn't all too surprising, it just makes him feel like he should be a bit more wary. If she's an immortal, he shouldn't stay to chat for too long, but he has to keep his cool. So innocently and like a scared little kid, he nods]

Y-Yeah... where are we, Miss?

[corrinesbell]

Well right now you're in Good Spirits. ...It's a bar. [That sentence didn't sound like it, huh?]

But the place you're in is Luceti. I don't think you've been here before.

[devourthemfirst]

[Waking up in a bar... how wonderful]

Luceti? [What a weird name for a town in New York. But eh, he's heard stranger names] No, I've never been here before but I'd like to leave... My sister is waiting for me back home.

[corrinesbell]

Oh, great.

Uh...you wanna sit down? This's gonna take some explanation.

[Motioning to the free seat at her table. Sheena generally loves kids; this one seems...old, for his size. And sad.]

[devourthemfirst]

Sure.

[He walks over and takes a seat in the chair she motioned to. As wary as he is, he needs to hear this]

[corrinesbell]

Order something, if you want. There's food here too.

[Poor kid's stuck in New Feather pants, though. Sheena sits across from him and tries to figure out a good way to do this.]

So this is Luceti. It's not...where you're from. It's not even-

[Oh, Sheena. Just show him the guide. She opens her journal to that section and turns it toward him.]

It's probably easier if you read about it.

[devourthemfirst]

Ah-no I'm all right for now, thank you.

[Food is the furthest thing from his mind right now. He tries to relax against the back of the chair as she begins but winces and leans away. Damn his back hurts.

It's obvious this place isn't where he's from but...

Oh what's this now? Well he's just going to take the journal. Huh, it looks interesting] Wow... is this book yours, Miss?