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Czeslaw Meyer ([personal profile] devourthemfirst) wrote2012-12-05 02:54 am

Fourth Misfortune - [accidental video/action]

[When the video turns on, all that can be seen is the gray sky up above and all that can be heard is the sound of one of the rivers close by. All else is quiet and nothing is moving.

However, after a moment, there's shuffling along with a few sniffles. It's obvious a person is there just not visible on the camera. Czes had been walking around in the snow when he tripped and fell. More than likely from a root sticking up from underneath the snow.

He sits up, rubbing his arms before shouting out a name.]
F-Fermet!!

[He almost sounds like he’s about to cry. Well, okay he is crying. Tears are falling down his cold, red cheeks and he begins to let out a few choked sobs and gasps. He's cold and he's scared. It’s been a little over a half of an hour since he woke up in this forest and all he’s been doing is walking around trying to find someone--hopefully Fermet--but to no avail.

At least the Malnosso gave him a jacket to wear, though it isn't doing him much good in the long run.

The very same strange men had also given him a book before he passed out then woke up in the forest and told him to keep it safe. Why? He isn’t sure, but he’s been carrying it with him ever since. Like it will protect him if he holds it close enough to him.

The crying continues for a minute before he forces himself to calm down a little, mumbling the same name he shouted earlier to himself.]
Fermet... [He sniffles, takes a moment to rub his eyes then shuffles over to the journal. His face finally comes into view of the camera but he doesn’t know it’s turned on. The boy looks to be about six years old, his cheeks and nose are red, his eyes are glossy with tears and hold a look of fear in them.

His face doesn’t stay long on the feed as he shakily picks it up, dusts the snow off of it and closes it to hold it to his chest, which there is where the feed ends.

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A little later on in the day (towards later in the afternoon) anyone close to the plaza may spot a boy kneeling down in the snow. He isn’t making a snowman or snowballs or anything of the like. Instead, he’s pouring sugar and honey onto the snow. And then eating it straight off the ground. At least there's a good few inches of snow and it's not just sitting on dirt.

Snow is delicious, okay?]
hisapprentice: (happy)

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[personal profile] hisapprentice 2013-02-03 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
He might! It depends on whether or not he's got his book open. If I see him in person before I get to you, I'll be sure to bring him with me.
hisapprentice: (violinist)

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[personal profile] hisapprentice 2013-03-05 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Sure! Don't be scared, all right? I'm coming.

[And true to his word, he is coming. He does not find Maiza on the way.]
hisapprentice: (discovery)

[action]

[personal profile] hisapprentice 2013-03-13 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[Because Luke is totally finding him, right. It just takes a bit of looking.

When he does reach Czes, he's out of breath but still running, because it's cold and Czes shouldn't be out here in the cold by himself. ...And whoa, he doesn't look too different as a presumably younger kid.

Luke stops a fair distance away, remembering that he was scared before.]


Czeslaw? It's me, Luke!
hisapprentice: (gardener)

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[personal profile] hisapprentice 2013-03-14 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Come here, all right? I brought your coat and everything. [It's folded over his shoulder bag.] We should go back before you get too cold.
hisapprentice: (handchin)

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[personal profile] hisapprentice 2013-03-14 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Of course, of course. Luke wraps Czes's coat around his shoulders, even fastening the top few buttons. After a bit of thinking, he pulls his hat from his head and, if Czes doesn't shy away, settles it gently onto the younger boy's hair instead. He ought to be warmer this way. A gentleman could give up his hat for something like this!]

Can you walk all right?
hisapprentice: (in the snow)

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[personal profile] hisapprentice 2013-03-14 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
Sure. [Memories keep surfacing of a fake little brotherhood, populated by Czes.] Maybe we ought to stop somewhere and let you warm up first. Do you like pastries?
hisapprentice: (confident)

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[personal profile] hisapprentice 2013-03-14 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
Then we'll go to the bakery and get you something hot. Okay? [If Czes will allow it, Luke will put an arm around his shoulders in a brief brotherly sort of hug, before starting to guide him back toward the village.]