[03, action] A cage is still a cage.

[biladi.livejournal.com]

[ Hands over his eyes, forehead pressed against a high stone wall, a boy counts out loud, pace slow to buy more time for those out of sight. For the moment, he's alone, and he should be, given the game he's playing. ]

Bes. Alti. Yedi. Sekiz...

[ On twenty, the boy uncovers his eyes, turns around, and walks away from the wall. A familiar face from a much younger time, he has the looks (as deceiving as they are) of one in his mid-teens. Different pieces here and there — more metal, more red, and not a speck of green, save for his eyes — but the overall look hasn't strayed too far from what's been seen. Gold bangles around his ankles clink together as he turns in place; aside from the light breeze and occasional songbird, it's the only sound to be heard in the small courtyard.

After a long pause there's a quiet gasp. He's taking in the afternoon scenery more than actively thinking of where to look for those in hiding.

My God. This place is... ]


(ooc: Topkapı Sarayı, during the late 1500s. Here's some more pictures to give you guys an idea of what it looks like, plus more areas to explore.)

Comments

[monkingaround.livejournal.com]

I'll try to avoid him, then. Thanks for the warning.

[biladi.livejournal.com]

[Anything to save his friends and friends of friends the agony that is the Ottoman Empire. But now that Aang isn't hopping and dancing about in a panic...]

Ah... how'd you get here?

[monkingaround.livejournal.com]

I just kind of...appeared. [Really, he has no idea what's going on.]

Oh! Damian's here, too. [Not that he's seen him in a while.] Uh, somewhere.

[biladi.livejournal.com]

! [Egypt's eyes widen at that. Oh shit. Damian, too? He might blend in better than Aang (lack of arrow tattoos and whatnot), but it would be best he doesn't wander around alone.]

Need t'find him...

[monkingaround.livejournal.com]

I'll come with you. He was with me before I got lost... [Not that he can remember where that was, but he's trying.]

[biladi.livejournal.com]

Remember any... landmarks? [Anything familiar around the places he and Damian were before they split up.]

[monkingaround.livejournal.com]

...The hallway split into four different directions?

[biladi.livejournal.com]

...? [A moment to think. Uhh. There's a handful of hallways like that, if Egypt remembers correctly. He nods eventually, gesturing for Aang to follow him once more. They can try the place closest to where Egypt found him.]

[monkingaround.livejournal.com]

[He follows, fully trusting Hassan to know where he's going now that he's proved himself by finding the bathroom.]