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Elicia Hughes • Age 7 ([personal profile] asobouyo) wrote2011-06-23 01:53 am

25th Teddy Bear [Voice/Action][TWO DAYS]

[[Nighttime; June 23rd]]

[Elicia had had a tough week.

Shuffle, shuffle—the sound of turning blankets and small feet moving back and forth through them. She's been rolling in her sleep for a few minutes now, flipping her hidden journal into a little book tepee, while it records the buzzing air and soft incoherent murmurings of a child dreaming. They're not happy dreams, after a while, and it takes but a moment before she's wide awake and horrified and crawling under her blankets with her mouth in a shaky near-crying line. The journal. That's right.

She reaches over and opens it up all the way, unable to see anything in the dark. Her voice is watery and lined with a sort of innocent, hurt desperation when she speaks.]


[Voice]

Please tell me a story. I wanna hear stories, if anyone... wants to talk... I like them a lot. I—I promise I'll go back to sleep, but I just wanna hear one...

[Pretty, pretty please...

But despite stories, sometime in the night, she rises up from her bed and patter-pitters quickly into her parents' room. Scary, they're too scary—and they could be real. Because she's seen scary real things like it before. And the last thing she wanted was a blue-eyed woman slowly creaking out of her closet, like she kept imagining, over and over and over again...]


[[Daytime; June 24th]]


[It was a cold snap, today. Elicia wore her poofy pink jacket for the occasion. Truth be told, she's had a very tiring night of trying to sleep, and she'd failed at it fairly well. There were a mesh-up of things. Scary things. She didn't want to draw any of them, so she decided on focusing her attention to playing. By the end of her short-lived playtime outside, she's laying on her arm on the front steps of her house, the fake pink sword Law gave her still clamped in her hand.

A good nap. There was nothing scary... Just good. That was important. It's a good thing children bounce back well enough, even if only for a while, because she's got a content air about her later on in the day. Anyone who wants to visit, now's a great time to; she'll be drawing funny circles all over the ground outside with a stick. Clapping her hands and smacking them. And nothing happens. :|

But she sure as hell is pretending something's happening.]




Bam!! Now you can't stand against my dirt alchemy!! [throws dirt up with her hands at her big teddy bear >:^(

HA, screw you, teddy, you've got dirt on your head!]

You'd better give up soon, or else I'll have to use my water attack next!!

[AND THEN YOU'LL BE MUDDY!!!]

((ooc: Just make it clear which day you're replying to and all that. I have faith in you. |Db))

[identity profile] no-use-running.livejournal.com 2011-07-04 10:06 am (UTC)(link)
She went back to the Moon. And when they brought her there, they gave her a magical potion so that she'd forget her time on Earth.

[Voice]

[identity profile] black-onslaught.livejournal.com 2011-07-04 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
That's probably a good thing to know. [Not being late and all.]

When they got together, they met the last two Heroes. Terumi, who was a real idiot. Like, everything he touched got messed up, and he couldn't tell what was going on at all. He was a real idiot, and everyone hated him.

And then there was the guy who ended up being their leader. Jubei. He was a walking, talking cat who had two swords and one eye. Jubei was nice, understanding, and Nine really liked him, if you get what I mean.

voice

[identity profile] stilldontgotit.livejournal.com 2011-07-04 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
He could do it in the day if he wanted.
lostinmyway: (Hmm I wonder....)

[Voice; June 23rd, night]

[personal profile] lostinmyway 2011-07-04 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Hmm...I don't know. Do you think they have ears?
deathsdoctor: (Fight | your attack is denied!)

[personal profile] deathsdoctor 2011-07-04 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's just learning. It won't come immediately.]

Now let's try a block.

[Going into an overhead block slowly so she can follow along.]
all7seas: (tore it all apart)

[personal profile] all7seas 2011-07-04 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
When you awaken, child? I'll break open the darkest of pirate secrets to you. How's that?

[STORY TIME]

[identity profile] chiisaichou.livejournal.com 2011-07-05 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Good, because I have a lullaby for you, too. It'll help you fall asleep, safe and sound. [Why? Because the song she has in mind she played when Amaterasu came back to Luceti. And Elicia was born under Amaterasu's year, so...it fit.] Would you like to hear it?
simplestgift: (Up to something.)

[personal profile] simplestgift 2011-07-05 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
That's wondrously selfless of you, Boots. Very thoughtful indeed.

[identity profile] shoutsgeronimo.livejournal.com 2011-07-05 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
[he clears his throat and settles back, trying to set the proper mood]

This is the story of a soldier, a good soul traveling home from twenty years of war with nothing in his pocket but a single shilling and three hard biscuits for the long journey home. The soldier had marched a thousand miles and along the way had had many adventures, for he was a man with a quick mind, and rare courage, and good humor. After spending his last shilling, the soldier whistled as he walked, and met upon his road a beggar who played a wonderful fiddle. Though the soldier's whistle was tuneless, he stopped and whistled with the poor beggar, and in doing so, began a journey that led him to tangle with Death himself.

Since the soldier had nothing else to give, he gave the beggar one of his last three dry biscuits. But the beggar was grateful and wished with all his heart that the soldier might have a better whistle as he continued his lonely journey. Though his company was brief, the soldier departed the beggar with a lighter heart, and found to his astonishment that his toneless whistle was now beautiful to hear, like you might imagine a pretty gemstone would sound if it could make a noise.

[with a quick grin at Elicia in the camera, the Doctor purses his lips and whistles a pretty melody to demonstrate.]

[identity profile] mikangirl.livejournal.com 2011-07-05 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
Hmm, no. I can't say that I have. Can I try one?

[identity profile] no-use-running.livejournal.com 2011-07-05 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
[And now she switches from the story (so close, but with so many things wrong, too) to reality:]

She did. But when they remember her and think about her, she'll be able to go back and be with them again.

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