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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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'ready got kidnapped once...
'n Tousan'll think it was my fault again...
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I was [Sniffle] out looking an', [he's actually trying kinda hard not to start crying...] got caught... 'n Dad's chief of police so...
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[In fact, that kinda killed the "trying not to cry" thing; what he says is in between sobbing.] 'm - sent to London - 'out of the way' -
[Yeeaaah it's a bit of an upset-nerve.] -'m a 'liability' - [That's...probably the last coherent word you'll get out of him for a bit.]
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[Though at least he knows he still gets to be a detective...]
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Do you mind if I get up and see if we can find a bathroom or something? You'll probably feel better if get some cold water on your face.
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[At least he's a light kid.
I think he forgets to eat like I do sometimes ._.;]no subject