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mayfield_rpg2012-03-26 08:28 am
42_passes) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-03-26 08:28 am
Entry tags:
1st Soul | Can't handle kidnapping
[Action | 945 Beulah]
[I hope you weren't still asleep, fellow residents, because the fact that Crona has just awoken in a strange room, and the subsequent flailing of being tangled in sheets, has caused a few things in the new child's room to come crashing to the floor. Not to mention the sounds being made by a very frightened young child.]
[Crona's first clue that something was wrong came in the instant recognition that Ragnarok was no longer there. If Ragnarok's not there this must be a dream...but that doesn't make any sense because Ragnarok always wormed his way into Crona's dreams. If Crona's dreaming right now that means there's going to be punishment, because they are supposed to be on their way to Medusa right now.]
Ow!!
[In an attempt to wake up, Crona pinched the flesh of a forearm as hard as possible. It hurt. That meant...well, Crona really wasn't sure what it meant. Without Ragnarok, Crona was weaker than ever. The child was sure death was just around the corner. Medusa was going to walk through that door any second wondering what was taking so long, find that the black blood was gone, and leave Crona for dead in a dark, dark place.
The noise in the room quieting down, Crona did the only thing that could be thought of. Choosing a nice corner of the room behind where the door swings open, Crona sits clutching a pillow off of the bed, face buried right in it.]
[Around town | Afternoon]
[Having managed to escape the strange place the morning was spent in, Crona might be found wandering around town, trying to find the way back to somewhere at least familiar. I say might, because the child is doing what can be done to not go near other people. Crona walks with unsure, awkward steps, right hand clutching the left arm tightly. The child only stares at the ground, muttering quietly every so often, still in the pajamas Crona had been wearing upon awakening. Only every so often Crona will look up, take stock of the surroundings, and continue on. Stealth isn't really Crona's forte, so it will be easy to spot the willowy little thing.]
[The Church | Late afternoon/evening]
[After likely having wandered the loop of the town multiple times, Crona seems to have happened upon the church. Seemingly having found some kind of comfort being in the building, Crona can be found sitting on a pew located as far away from where people might see as possible. The child is just sitting there, staring at the floor and occasionally muttering quietly. Crona was certainly in so much trouble. Couldn't go back to Shibusen...and now stuck in a place Crona can't seem to get out of.
Might as well wait somewhere for Medusa to show up...then at least it'll all be over. It'll all be over. She's going to kill Crona for screwing up so badly. The thought makes the child start shaking a bit.]
[I hope you weren't still asleep, fellow residents, because the fact that Crona has just awoken in a strange room, and the subsequent flailing of being tangled in sheets, has caused a few things in the new child's room to come crashing to the floor. Not to mention the sounds being made by a very frightened young child.]
[Crona's first clue that something was wrong came in the instant recognition that Ragnarok was no longer there. If Ragnarok's not there this must be a dream...but that doesn't make any sense because Ragnarok always wormed his way into Crona's dreams. If Crona's dreaming right now that means there's going to be punishment, because they are supposed to be on their way to Medusa right now.]
Ow!!
[In an attempt to wake up, Crona pinched the flesh of a forearm as hard as possible. It hurt. That meant...well, Crona really wasn't sure what it meant. Without Ragnarok, Crona was weaker than ever. The child was sure death was just around the corner. Medusa was going to walk through that door any second wondering what was taking so long, find that the black blood was gone, and leave Crona for dead in a dark, dark place.
The noise in the room quieting down, Crona did the only thing that could be thought of. Choosing a nice corner of the room behind where the door swings open, Crona sits clutching a pillow off of the bed, face buried right in it.]
[Around town | Afternoon]
[Having managed to escape the strange place the morning was spent in, Crona might be found wandering around town, trying to find the way back to somewhere at least familiar. I say might, because the child is doing what can be done to not go near other people. Crona walks with unsure, awkward steps, right hand clutching the left arm tightly. The child only stares at the ground, muttering quietly every so often, still in the pajamas Crona had been wearing upon awakening. Only every so often Crona will look up, take stock of the surroundings, and continue on. Stealth isn't really Crona's forte, so it will be easy to spot the willowy little thing.]
[The Church | Late afternoon/evening]
[After likely having wandered the loop of the town multiple times, Crona seems to have happened upon the church. Seemingly having found some kind of comfort being in the building, Crona can be found sitting on a pew located as far away from where people might see as possible. The child is just sitting there, staring at the floor and occasionally muttering quietly. Crona was certainly in so much trouble. Couldn't go back to Shibusen...and now stuck in a place Crona can't seem to get out of.
Might as well wait somewhere for Medusa to show up...then at least it'll all be over. It'll all be over. She's going to kill Crona for screwing up so badly. The thought makes the child start shaking a bit.]