Twenty Seventh Guitar Solo - Eddie Riggs [In Person]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[What is this?

LAUGHTER, FROM THE TREE? Any passer by who happens to glance up will see a black haired ten year old boy perched on a branch, a grin spread across his features as he tries to climb higher. His worn clothing catching stray leaves, sneakers digging into bark as he grabs onto another branch.]

I wonder if I can get up to the top- [A branch he grabs onto gives a distressing creak]

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[In Person]

[featherdrequiem.livejournal.com]

[Kuja however isn't as energetic as his Roadie friend, he looks up wearily. He's still tired from his battle with Zidane. He was ready to die under the Lifa tree with him, so why wasn't he dead? And why did this place seem so familiar to him?

Looking up he grimaces as he hears the branch creak. That never sounded promising..]

Good lord, be careful up there!

[In Person]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

Why? [Instant question from above, a possibly familiar roadie half way up the creaking branch as he looks down.] If I fall down I'll be okay. I always am.

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem.livejournal.com]

That doesn't make it fine! Don't stay on that branch long or it'll break!

[He can't place why... But he's not going to push it yet. He levitates up to the same level as him and cocks a brow.]

If you're going to climb a tree look for one that isn't partially rotted.

[In Person]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

Fallin' doesn't hurt that much. [CHILDISH INSISTENCE, he's still climbing upwards, CREEAAAKKK goes the branch.] Especially the second time, everything is all numb.

I like this one because its tall that and the moss makes it look badass.

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem.livejournal.com]

[Kuja can't help but find his forehead making contact with his palm at the boy's words. Badass? That term rung bells.]

What's your name boy?

[He's looming closer, just waiting for that branch to break.]

In Person?

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

[Zarbon is more than a little confused right now. Sure, he's never actually been to Namek as far as he can remember, but he's well aware what its people look like.

And this boy in the tree? Not Namekian. He's more than certain there's been some sort of mix up, as he's most definitely supposed to be on Namek with Lord Frieza right now. So he approaches the small...whatever he is and looks up at him with a frown.]

...you there. Where am I?

In Person~!

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[Eddie's managed to get past the creaking branch and glances down.] I dunno, s'a big house with a lot of trees to climb.

[Such a wealth of knowledge this one is.]

In Person!

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

[The frown? It's still there.]

And where is this house located?

Re: In Person!

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[This child? STILL CLIMBING.

Though he does settle on a tree branch to point outwards towards the manor.] That way, its the really big tan building right down that way. It has a pinkish roof.

[ginsengismyfave.livejournal.com]

[Iroh, out and about for a walk in the cool fall air, notices the kid up in the tree.]

Hello there.

[He must be a new arrival.

Wait...]

Who are you?

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[Have a child momentarily letting go of the creaky branch to glance down at Iroh. A very familiar child with a wide grin.]

Hi! [Waveeeeee]

I'm Eddie, Eddie Riggs.

[ginsengismyfave.livejournal.com]

Eddie?

[He chuckles, unsure of what else to do.]

What happened to you? How'd you get so young?

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

What are you talkin' about? [Confused ten year old is confused, but he pushes onward to grab onto another branch thankfully and hang off of it.] I've always been ten, cept that time when I was nine- or when I was eight or seven.

[In Person]

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

[There is a very unsure looking dark-haired girl staring up at him. She's about seven, and is in a school uniform, looking very timid. But she seems to be watching Eddie with curiosity.]

You should be careful.

[In Person]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[Eddie's managed to bypass the creaking branch for now. Blinking at the quiet voice. Watch, watch as he stupidly hangs half off the tree to talk to her.]

I'll be okay! I've fallen out of trees before and survived.

[In Person]

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

[Her eyes widen and she takes a step back with trepidation, in case he might fall on her.]

Really?

[In Person]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

Yup!

Its about how you fall, just gotta angle it so nothin' important gets hurt. [He's still chattering while he digs his sneaker into the trunk going a little higher.] I try tellin' my dad that, but he always gets really worried.

[lovesoutdoors.livejournal.com]

What are you doing?

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

Climbin', this tree is crazy tall, so I thought it'd be fun. [Simple response from the ten year old above.]

[lovesoutdoors.livejournal.com]

It might be dangerous though?

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

It wouldn't be the first time I fell down so its not a big deal or anythin'.

[In Person]

[radical-edward0.livejournal.com]

[There's a giggle he might have recognized had he been twenty three years older. It's only changed a little bit as Ed has aged, becoming a little softer, a little more feminine, but equally joyful.

Underneath the tree is Ed (http://th02.deviantart.net/fs31/PRE/f/2008/187/e/a/Radical_Edward_by_VikaLC.jpg) with a few years added on.]

Edward thinks you can.

[In Person]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[The giggle does catch Eddie's attention, the roadie in training blinking a little as he gets a better foothold on the tree trunk before glancing down.

He looks pleased at the fact someone believes in him. This made obvious by the giant smile he's wearing.]

Its a big tree, but I can so kick its ass.

[In Person]

[radical-edward0.livejournal.com]

[Ed remembers Eddie, fondly. For years she thought it was some weird dream she had, probably brought on by those mushrooms she'd eaten shortly before arriving at the Manor. It was all one big Alice in Wonderland thing. But Ed took Eddie away with her, he and Spike shared a spot in her heart. Friends lost far too soon (when Spike died, she'd heard about it. Spike Spigal was a well enough known cowboy that he got a nod on at least one obscure website.) But while her feelings for Spike still drifted towards romantic and regretful, Eddie remained a happy memory, sort of an imaginary friend. She was actually pretty excited to see that it was not a strange dream...or that she was having the same strange dream again.

Ed jumped up and grabbed the lowest branch, swinging herself like a gymnast on a bar. She landed cat like on the branch, swaying a little.]

Ed will help kick the tree's ass.

[In Person]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[Awed little boy is awed. Large brown eyes widening briefly before his grin returned. He's got a million questions all spilling out at once.] That was cool- how- are you a roadie too?

[He's seen Riggnarok do odder things, so the boy automatically assumes its a roadie thing.]