oo1: actual intro!

[cursedtolive]

[action - around town in the afternoon]
[There's a small little boy walking around town. A flat cap pulled down over his eyes, and a brown jacket even in the middle of July. His outfit choice looks a couple decades out of date, too, although the clothes are definitely from the right era. Fashion statement?

Seemingly lost in his thoughts, Czeslaw Meyer-Stanfield is not paying much attention to where he is going. He passes by houses, by shops, by people. He might accidentally bump into people, at which point he will blink the surprise away and smile sheepishly, with a natural-sounding]

Oh...! Oh, I'm sorry [mister, or miss]. I guess I wasn't watching where I was going. I didn't mean to run into you. Good afternoon!

[action - 459 Stone Street]
[Nope. Nope. Nope nope nope. He can't handle this family arrangement. His "mother" won't let him hole up in his room, though, so he's sitting in a chair in the corner of the front room watching the door so he'll never be surprised by his "father"'s homecoming.]

Comments

Around town

[gezellig]

Oh no, I think we both weren't watching.

[He'll try to smile but it just looks painful. That's what happens when you can't remember who or where you are.]

Around town

[cursedtolive]

Oh... are you sure you're okay, sir? [He tilts his head, noticing the man's smile.]

Re: Around town

[gezellig]

I think so. . . is there something wrong?

[He'll point to himself, looking a little worried.]

Around town

[cursedtolive]

Well, you look kind of tired, sir.

action ❥ around town

[pseudohistory]

Oh no, I should be the one apologizing! Are you alright, young man? [ Keine is holding her groceries. There is a lot of booze in there. Don't think ill of her, please. ]

action ❥ around town

[cursedtolive]

Yes! [The smile widens just a little, and Czes' eyes flicker to her groceries.] Are you all right too, miss?

action ❥ around town

[pseudohistory]

Oh yes, I am fine, thank you.

[ She nods down to him, her smiling softening when she notes his age. He reminds her very vaguely of her students back home. ]

Are you on your way somewhere, dear, or out for a stroll?

action ❥ around town

[cursedtolive]

I was taking a walk. The lady... my "mother" said I could, so. [A small gesture. He's not entirely comfortable with that family (if at all), but it seems to be that it's a normal thing around here.]

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[encored]

[he brushes a nonexistent wrinkle from his shirt, brow furrowed.] Keep a closer eye on your path in the future.

[even though it takes two inattentive people to make a pedestrian collision... but hey, details! who needs 'em.]

action;

[cursedtolive]

Y-yes, sir. [He lowers his head in humble apology, adding a nod for affirmation. It's best not to be cheeky.] i'm really sorry.

[encored]

[that earns him an arched brow. he's pretty accustomed to his accusations met with irritation and disbelief, not more apologies.]

...Well, as long as you don't allow it to happen a second time. Are you looking for something?

[cursedtolive]

I'll be careful. And well... I'm not really looking for anything. I just woke up here a few days ago, so I'm taking a walk to see what the town is like.

Action

[busy_fists]

Hey, good afternoon yourself. Are you lost?

Action

[cursedtolive]

No, I was just taking a walk! I think... I'll be abel to find my way home, anyway.

[busy_fists]

Well, if you're sure. You looked a little out of it.

[cursedtolive]

I was thinking about some things. I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean to walk into you.

[Action]

[forever_cheery]

[So. Czes actually doesn't bump into this person. He might not even notice at first that he passed through someone. He would definitely notice the cold sensation he gets when it happens. Goosebumps. That sort of thing. There's also now a girl standing - no, floating a few inches from the ground - next to him. Looks like her face was buried in a book and she wasn't looking where she was going.]

O-Oh! Oh, I'm sorry!

[Action]

[cursedtolive]

... Huh?

[He's aware of the chill, and the goosebumps rising on his skin under his coat. He shivers and whips around to face the girl, looking up at her face and not immediately realizing her lack of contact with the ground.]

M-miss?

[Action]

[forever_cheery]

I should really look where I'm going, I know! It's rude of me to do that! [She clutches the book to her chest and looks apologetic.]

459 Stone St.

[railtracer]

[GUESS WHO'S HOME! Claire opens the front door. Since there's once again another non-drone in the house he has decided to forgo any fake politeness he may have shown to the drones.]

Hey! So your still here. I thought you would've run away by now.

459 Stone St.

[cursedtolive]

[Oh my god he is not prepared. His entire body tenses and he sits up so, very straight on his chair. Don't panic, don't panic. Don't panic don't panic.]

I-I d-don't have anywhere else to go... yet. [That last part came out squeaky.]

[railtracer]

Well I guess that's a good thing...Seein' as how if you're gone for too long you get droned.

[action]

[justdumbluck]

[Once Firo's steadied himself, he smiles down at Czes.]

Huh? Oh, it's fine. You alright, kid?

[ooc: Firo's from the end of 1930 so he doesn't have the honor of knowing Czes yet.]

[action]

[cursedtolive]

Ah... [Czes stares up at Firo with wide eyes. For a moment he's silent, surprised more than anything to see him, but he knew Firo was in this town, so he recovers quickly. So Firo doesn't recognize him, huh? Claire said he was from "the past," but it must be further back than he expected.]

Y-yes, I'm all right. Sorry, sir.

[action]

[justdumbluck]

Don't apologize, it's fine.

[With the way the kid's staring, Firo wonders if he should check again to see if he's alright.]

You goin' somewhere?