§ Assignment 2 § - Pripyat // The Safe house

[silent-childvi.livejournal.com]

[Ienzo is curled up in a rather tight ball near the fire. He knows the lesser the surface area the more likely you are to stay warm, the fact he looks pathetic is just an annoying by-product of keeping warm. He winces as he keeps wiggling his toes and fingers to keep the blood circulation going. It's not good. His mind is foggy and all he can think about is just sleeping. If he can holdd on just a little longer he'll make himself ask (in his own way) one of the adults for something to eat. Yes, the less calories you have in your system the colder you are, but at this point they needed to ration food, he understood this much. 

He gives another shiver as he grimaces. He always hated being cold. This situation only made him realise more how much more he missed his home and his new family. He refuses to cry, if he does then it'll only make him expend more heat.]

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[silent-childvi.livejournal.com]

[The boy's eyes shot open and then sat bolt upright. It wasn't that the gesture wasn't appreciated on his part, he just didn't appreciate being crept up on. This one's heart at least didn't smell like it was a bad one, then again if he did posses one then he doubted that he'd make the effort to help him.

He relaxes and raises a brow at him, glancing from Zidane to the blanket and back again.]

[leading-monkey.livejournal.com]

[Zidane grinned. "It's all right. I'm not going to pick your pockets, kid. I just didn't want to disturb you. Though really, I'm glad your're showing signs of life. My name is Zidane, what's yours?"]

[silent-childvi.livejournal.com]

[The boy gave him a scrutinous look, the fact that he even mentioned picking his pockets suddenly made him think he ususally did this. Ienzo shrugs and reaches into his pocket, a saving grace was that Dr. Brenan had found him a small note pad. It was dirty and pretty ragged, but still usable. He scrawled messily on the paper the letters. I-E-N-Z-O.

Underneath he wrote: I'm a mute.

Even if it wasn't really 100% true, he just didn't like talking that much.]

[leading-monkey.livejournal.com]

[It really wasn't uncommon. Especially in Treno. As for Zidane, he hadn't done anything that childish in a log while. He had moved on to bigger things than that. Trickier things.

He read the writing and nodded to show he understood. He wasn't sure what to say about the muteness. That it sucked? Nah, he would just treat the kid like he would any normal person. "Nice to meet you, Ienzo. Are you in this place by yourself?"]

[silent-childvi.livejournal.com]

[He nods annd looks around. He hasn't really gotten to know anyone, but considering their setting who could blame him? It was an inhospitible wasteland and people were probably dying of hypothermia around him.

Hardly what an already deeply troubled child needed ontop of his own issues.

Ienzo then glances to the...boy with the monkey tail, as though returning the question.]

[leading-monkey.livejournal.com]

["I left my friends behind." the thief said. "It wasn't my choice, but who knows? Maybe they'll follow. At least I know they're safe."

He added the last bit cheerfully. That was the only bright side to this mess after all. ]

[silent-childvi.livejournal.com]

[Ienzo considers this and tilts his head. He left Ansem and the other apprentices behind, and an interesting boy called Ven..Even had also noticed the intense light within his heart, a rare occurance. Zidane also seemed to possess a noticeable level of light, more so than darkness.

People were such curious things..

He then writes a small note that just reads:]

I left my Master and work behind. We were in the middle of conducting an important experiment.