2 {Action | Outside the garden}

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[Oh hello, perhaps after awhile or two, you might occasionally see this girl nervously shuffling around to her classes. Basically, y'know, that girl who always seem to try and make herself invisible from others. However, on this afternoon, that girl might be found just outside the garden, playing happily with a stuff doll all by her self.

Go and bother her?]

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[Neku's been wandering around near the garden for a while, apparently looking for something. He was told by one of the teachers that some people have found others from their world in this crazy place, so that's what he's been doing. Something catches the corner of his eye -- a little girl sitting on the ground. He's immediately, of course, reminded of his old fri--er, acquaintance, Rhyme.]

[So he goes over and sits next to her. Might as well ask her if she's seen anyone around.] Hey. Kid.

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[The kid in question yelped in surprise and quickly scoots away. All comfort and confidence had completely died, with Rider hiding mouth with the doll.]

U-umm uhh... yes?

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[Jeez... he hadn't realized the girl was this young. Or shy. Umm... he probably can't ask her about Beat and company, so...] ...Where's your mom?

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.... I don't remember her...

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[Wow, awkward. And like an insensitive jerkface Neku's just going to charge right ahead.] ...You sure? You're so young, I'm sure you remember a little bit.

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[Neku you jerk, now she's starting to sniffle a little.]

I-I don't. I've been alone as long as I could remember...

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...And you don't have anyone to take care of you either, I'm guessing.

[Huh. Maybe he didn't give this small green-headed girl enough credit.]

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[A very slow nod, oh goodness, the tears are starting to escape.]

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[Oh crap. You dun good now, Neku.]

...H-hey. Calm down. Er, cut it out...

[He doesn't sound like he knows what he's doing. Shiki was always the one to do this kind of thing.]

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[Nope, not stopping whatsoever, in fact she's starting to hiccup as the tears fall.]

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Oh, crap... [Neku looks around, hoping someone would help him with the unfortunate matter of a sobbing little girl. When no one did, he sighed and kneeled down next to Rider, putting an arm around her shoulder.] ...Hey, uh, calm down. I'm sure someone will take care of you here.

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[ Rin has no issues with bothering shy little kids. His brother used to be that kid, so he's used to antics like hers. ]

What are you doing.

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...P-playing with my doll...

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[ He'll point to the doll in her hands. ]

This one? What's their name?

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H-huh? [Well, that rather left her surprise enough to speak out a bit louder.]

Umm... I haven't really... thought of a name...

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We should think of a name for them then! [ He'll respond energetically. Really which of them was the kid here. ]

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[She blinked in surprise. What.

Then Rider quietly glanced to her brown, puppy doll.] Umm... Bal...?

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

Bal? Sounds like a good one. Unless you thought Florence Flinklestien was better?

[tromba-d-aria.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh, it's short for Baldanders.

B-but, Florerence Flinkesten sounds nice too.

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Hm... they are pretty good names. [ His tail gives a thoughtful swish, while Rin tries to think over which name fit the little doll better. ]

[tromba-d-aria.livejournal.com]

Um, um, I'm okay if you like the first one better...

sooo cute

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

Sure, we'll call em' Baldanders then.

Does Baldanders talk to you?

Rider is probably the cutest in her canon *3*

[tromba-d-aria.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh! Just like the real Bal from my home, he's nice and likes flowers...

[Which is actually kinda like a puppy under a hell hound-like skin.]

What is her canon?

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[ Well Rin's a demon, but he's sort of a derp... so this might be a common trend?]

Does the real Bal look anything like this guy?

Puyo Puyo, though it's pretty obscure outside of Japan ff

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[Probably so. Rider glanced at her doll.]

They both have the same brown fur.

Though Bal has some sort weird knight armor.

Ao no Exorcist is getting popular thanks to anime... but it's still new

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

Is he a knight?

I've heard about it, though I've been meaning to check it out sometime

[tromba-d-aria.livejournal.com]

Not that I know of...

T-though sometime he plays near a haunted mansion or follow Feli around...

You should! I recommend the manga c:

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A haunted mansion? So he fights ghosts and monsters?

I will once I find the time! *w*b

[tromba-d-aria.livejournal.com]

Not really, the ghosts that live in the mansion are nice but they like to make a lot puns.

<3~

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

[ Ok Rin's used to more aggressive supernatural creatures...]

What kind of knight is he if he doesn't protect you from ghosts or monsters?

[tromba-d-aria.livejournal.com]

B-because the ghosts I know just like to use puns...

[But, no, she won't stand people getting the wrong idea of Bal, no-sir she won't!]

B-b-but! Bal protects me whenever Franken Jr is being a bully.

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

You've got some weird ghosts then [A laugh]

Is he here with you??

[tromba-d-aria.livejournal.com]

[She slightly hung her head in shame.]

... no, Bal isn't here, but I miss him.

That's why I made this doll, even if it doesn't look like him.

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[ Crap.]

U-uh, don't be sad, I'm sure he misses you too.

I-I know! I've got a familiar, his names Kuro, I bet you'd like him. He's a cat with two tails... and he's really nice... [Trailing off...]

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[She looked up, eyes full of hope.]

Really? Do you really think so?

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

Sure! Why wouldn't he?

[tromba-d-aria.livejournal.com]

[She's smiling, what a reief.]

That's great, because I wouldn't want to think he doesn't like me or I've been a bad friend to him...!

[crossespurpose.livejournal.com]

[Children have to stick together, it's an unspoken rule of society, it's a quiet camaraderie despite the tension between boys and girls in groups screaming cooties and running away from each other in a backwards way to awkwardly befriend the opposite sex. Still, despite the mindset of it all Colin does better around children than he does adults, he does not trust them as much as he does those his age. So, when he saw the other sitting there playing with her doll, and the stress of classes looming, he quietly made his way over and while keeping his distance, spoke out--]

Hey. [He quietly spoke.] What are your playing?

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[Her ears instinctively perk and quickly fell down, it was rather a habit of hers whenever she felt startled. Another instinct of hers would be how she would hide her mouth with something she was holding or with one of her long sleeves before she talks.]

... playing with Bal.

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[Watching her carefully, he tried to offer her a small smile but kept his distance since she seemed nervous. He could relate to that completely and he knew how it felt so he tried to do what felt good to him. Looking down at the doll he looked back to her after a moment.] I have a friend like that--but he's not here.

I kind of wish he was.

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[Her head hung lower as her ears also drooped even further. Oh no, he must've remember something sad because of her, it's all her fault!]

I'm sorry...

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[A pause and he takes in a small breath before furrowing his brows in mild questioning.] What?

Why are you sorry?

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B-because... you missed your friend, and I'm not like them at all...

[crossespurpose.livejournal.com]

[He pauses and there is a small laugh.] I don't think you could be like them--

He's a teddy bear. [Comes the quiet reply.]

[tromba-d-aria.livejournal.com]

Oh.... [Well, now she feels rather silly, but she still understands since she missed her other stuff dolls too.]

Um... I could sew you a teddy bear. If you like...

[crossespurpose.livejournal.com]

[Pausing he arches an eyebrow and sits down quietly across from her.] What--?

No, you don't have to do that. It's very nice of you to offer though, I just--I don't want you to have to do that for me.

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Oh... [She bowed her head in both embarrassment and shame, both because she can't help boy in any way.] I'm sorry...