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

[asobouyo]

[[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))

Comments

Re: [action | Daytime]

[asobouyo]

[Well, action time is among us! She runs back and claps her hands together, touching the strange circle in the dirt—and nothing happens. BUT. She makes a crackily ZZZZsch noise and pretends things happen, which is close enough.]

Now I know uncle's fire, so you'd better not move, 'cause it's pretty strong!!

[SNAP SNAP FINGER SNAP >:^U]

[action | Daytime]

[simplestgift]

Are you casting spells, Boots? [He calls out.]

Re: [action | Daytime]

[asobouyo]

Nooooo, I'm using alchemy, silly! When you clap you hands and make glowy lights and can fix stuff or make fire or—or make all sorts of things!

[simplestgift]

Alchemy! [Spoken with the patronizing tone of one who is certain a child is making stuff up.] That is impressive indeed! What have you made with it?

[asobouyo]

Weeeeell...

I don't really know how to use it... [The truth hurts! X|] But!! My big bros do! they use it all the time, 'cause they're real strong alchemists. Real tough!

[simplestgift]

Perhaps they'll teach you, when you're big enough.

[asobouyo]

You think so? I think you gotta read lots of alchemy books to do it, but maybe they'll let me borrow theirs for a few days so I can learn, too...!

[simplestgift]

How are you, Boots?

[asobouyo]

I-I'm okay! [She rubs her eye, pausing.] Mama and papa've been taking good care of me, and I'm learning Miss Nala's stuff more and more!

[simplestgift]

Miss Nala? [That sounds familiar.]

[asobouyo]

The healy spirit, silly! [duh.]

[simplestgift]

Oh. [Duh.] Of course. [They teach that stuff to kids?]

[asobouyo]

Have you been talking to the spirits, too, Mr. Archie?

[simplestgift]

Er...no, Boots, I haven't.

[asobouyo]

Oh.


Why not?

[don't tell me you don't like miss nala, mister :C]

[simplestgift]

Well, I don't know what I'd do with such a thing as magic.

[Being okay with other people using it is one thing. Actually using it?]

[asobouyo]

You'd protect all the people you love even more!

[simplestgift]

[Touche, kid.] I suppose you're right.

[asobouyo]

Yeah! That's why I'm learning how to fix people's cuts and stuff: so I can help them when they need it!

[simplestgift]

That's wondrously selfless of you, Boots. Very thoughtful indeed.

[asobouyo]

Well, mama and papa believe you should always protect the people you care lots about. So I thought it'd be a good idea that I learned how to protect people, too, 'cause they've protected me...

[Her wide grin thins into a thoughtful frown.]

I don't like when people have to protect me... It scares me...

[simplestgift]

[Oh. Wow.]

It should. It's frightening for a grown man, of course it should be for a little girl.

[asobouyo]

Mm... Th-that's why I gotta be stronger! So people don't gotta do that, or get hurt! I don't want 'em to!

[simplestgift]

[He wants nothing more than to wrap her up in a hug for that. She's far, far too young to have to think like that.]

Then you're doing that which you should, Boots.

[asobouyo]

That's good! I don't like doing things I shouldn't, 'cause then I'd get in trouble!

[And that wouldn't be kosher, not at all.]

And maybe when I'm older, I'll be as strong as Nami or papa or Ed!