Found: One Lost Boy

[sleeping_heart]

There's a new person in the Complex today, although you might not realize it at first. He's already made himself at home here, or at least he appears to have. He's laid out on the stairs, blocking them as he sleeps there. He's not homeless, he doesn't have that hobo look to him. He appears well fed and he smells sweet, like fresh flowers and newly cut grass. His blond hair is a messy bedhead style and wrapped around one wrist is a strange, green star-like charm. One shoulder bears an armor plating and the rest of his clothes appear normal, if a little big for him. Next to him is a note from the Complex.

Found: One Missing Boy
Please turn in to your local office

Care: Provide with food and shelter
Do not return to sender; do not kick out.

What a strange note. And what a strange boy.


{ooc; the newest resident of the Complex. He can't return "home" as it no longer exists. He also has no clue where he is, so have fun explaining it to him}

Comments

[sleeping_heart]

"Egotistical jackass." Ventus shot back. You're acting just as bratty as he is, Axel. "'I'm doing you a goddamn favor.' Yeah right."

He relaxes a bit. "Yeah? Then that means I killed him." He doesn't sound happy about it. In fact, he sounds regretful. He hadn't wanted to kill him. He hadn't wanted things to turn out that way.

"I don't either." He turns to leave, fully believing that this time, Axel won't stop him. What else is there to say?

Laaaaaaaate comment is laaaaaaaaaaate. ;w;

[chronicbackstabdisorder]

For a moment he just stands there. Irritated. Then he sighs, scratches the back of his neck.

"...Look. I'm not interested in fight with you, alright?" A pause. "I can't help you. But if you really wanna find those friends of yours, I'll find you someone who can."

He doesn't know who. But he'll find someone.