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[Accidental Audio/In Person] *-My childhood, diluted-*
[Over the feed, there's the sound of a door being shut as carefully as a currently slightly panicky eight year old can; he's trying to be quiet, really he is!]
[It's still audible, especially with a very small whine when the manor creaks and a noticeable jump.]
[He's practically whispering to himself in a continuation of the whine; he's ... pretty upset.]
Tousan's gonna kill mee ...
Not even my fault this time...
[For those in the hallway where his room is? There's currently a little amber-eyed blonde eight year old flattened against the wall, slinking down the hall and being ... incredibly jumpy and obviously a little terrified. He's actually dressed slightly normally for his age, if a bit bundled up in a slightly too-big jacket.]
[OOC: He's been reverted to eight years old, and ... well, it's just before he got sent to London. I'm also so not going to go hunting icons for him as a bitty. ._.; ]
[It's still audible, especially with a very small whine when the manor creaks and a noticeable jump.]
[He's practically whispering to himself in a continuation of the whine; he's ... pretty upset.]
Tousan's gonna kill mee ...
Not even my fault this time...
[For those in the hallway where his room is? There's currently a little amber-eyed blonde eight year old flattened against the wall, slinking down the hall and being ... incredibly jumpy and obviously a little terrified. He's actually dressed slightly normally for his age, if a bit bundled up in a slightly too-big jacket.]
[OOC: He's been reverted to eight years old, and ... well, it's just before he got sent to London. I'm also so not going to go hunting icons for him as a bitty. ._.; ]
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Sadly the derp is no act.]no subject
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[Still watching you pretty warily.]
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So who're you?
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Saguru Hakuba. [And on that note, he's freezing, and tensed to bolt back for his hiding-place.]
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[lhdfsakhsd That is a very very SPECIAL look he's giving you.]
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How do you know who I am?
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Wasn't me, I just got here. [Protip: How crazy do you want him to think you are?]
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No, no, it probably wasn't "you". [It was probably your older self and oh god this just seals it, THIS PLACE IS WEIRD.]
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[But he's going to test something.]
Then ... you don't know who I am?
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Yes......
[Though he's really not supposed to, not after what happened.]
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And at least this seems to have some sort of internal logic that matches up with everything else I've heard about this weird place.
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[He's waiting.]
[And sort of confused.]
[And still pretty high-strung/suspicious.]
[Although there might've been some kind of nerve hit there.]
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.................[Yeah there's definitely some kind of a nerve there, but you're getting the suspicious look again; he's not sure if he should be trusting this or not.]
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[Present -> Audio Recording of Older Saguru.]
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[And now he is very bewildered.]
[But...]
Then I do get to -
[He's slinking out again, and sorta staring dumbfounded at the Blackberry.]
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[He kinda looks away at the ground; he IS sitting near Apollo again.]
'm not supposed to -
I was trying to help, and -
[.....]
Got in trouble, bad... 'n they're sending me to London... [The chibi is kinda wilting.]
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