#lil-kissy

@lil-kissy

Kisara sat alone quite lost after being separated during the group outing with the children's home. Run by the military the home was something of a mix of both orphaned children and those of whom who simply had no where else to go while their parents were called away with no one else to take care of them. It wasn't a terrible place and those who worked there generally did the best they could but it wasn't perfect. Silent tears trickled down as people passed by taking little attention of the pale child, to busy with their own lives to take notice or perhaps simply didn't care enough to stop. ❝  let me take a look…  ❞ At first she didn't think anything of the voice, they weren't talking to her why would they be? No one cared about her. And she would have continued to think such if something hadn't caught her attention, a hand gesturing toward her scraped up knee, slowly pale teary eyes looked up. Although she didn't inherit the scarlet gaze of her mother her blue eyes still held an almost violet hue in the right light. Trembling she clutched a worn plush rabbit to her chest.

She hadn't pulled away or run off. That was a good sign. He wouldn't have blamed her if she were wary of a stranger, but the poor girl looked so upset on her own, he couldn't just leave her there. She must have gotten lost somehow if she was alone.

Al slowly lowered himself to his knees and knelt by her side, careful not to get too close or move too fast to avoid scaring her. Golden eyes flicked toward her injured knee. Though he was sure it must've stung, scrapes like that were easy to heal with the techniques Mei had taught him. Closing a surface wound like that was simple with a basic understanding of alkaestry.

With a vague gesture toward her knee, he offered her a soft, reassuring smile. "Are you okay? That looks like it hurts. Do you want some help?"

Blue eyes watching nervously, fearfully. Certain she's about to tease her or tug on one of her pigtails like so many of the other kids.

[lil-kissy]

Mai looks at the other little girl, gaze dropping to the worn out rabbit which she held tightly. She then looked very sad! Mai held close to her own rabbit plush.

His name was Bunny. He was very expensive and in prestine condition. He was a gift from Grandma overseas, two Christmases ago. She wondered then.

What happened to this broken, worn out plush of hers? Why didn't she take care of it like Mai took care of hers?

Mai approached the albino little girl, almost skipping.

"Your rabbit can't hear very good!" Was all she could think of to open with to break the ice. 5 years old. And very honest. Still, little Mai smiled in a very friendly and warm manner.

"I think he needs a bath too!" Mai added.

At first, Yuugi had given Kisara space as the storm began, concerned hat if he made a big deal out of it that would send the wrong message. But it quickly became apparent that the girl was afraid of the thunder. It was not a particularly violent storm, no high winds, or danger. He set out two mugs and prepared hot chocolate for both of them, before seeking out her hiding spot. He backed up a pace or two as he passed the linen closet as an idea struck him, and he opened i, pulling out extra blankets and pillows.

He found her, curled up and covering her ears. Yuugi crouched down and reached out his hand to her with a soft smile.

@lil-kissy asked the summoner:

👀

In the eyes of the Wind

The man clad in black simply gazed with the same inscrutable quality that always seemed to throw even those most observant. Like a glacier of azure hues, peering right into the soul of another.

"I see... you are a caged butterfly, child. Your spirit trapped between the ribs of an unsuitable form." He began, voice deep as night taking on an almost nurturing tone. Perhaps this was since he tended to relate to monsters so much better than to fellow man?

Anonymous asked:

Would he accept a cheek kiss from 1 smol Kisa (All the other options are either impossible or just to mean that she'd never do anyway)

If not that's okay and will instead give hugs.

( @lil-kissy​)

He’s out and about and by himself for a change, something not wholly unusual, but he did it rarely enough that it was almost a personal treat to himself, going out in the city somewhat aimlessly with no actual purpose other than to enjoy the sights and sounds. So when the odd pair bumped into him, especially this time of night, he was notably surprised.

Still, he pushed the emotion away in favor of kneeling down to offer a hand to the child.

“Hey there, isn’t it past your bedtime? Ain’t safe to be out this late.”

Kisara tilted her head at the smaller one and gave her a gentle smile. “Candie is a pretty name.” Looking over the girl’s shoulder, she searched for any adults that might be responsible for her. It was unusual to see such a small child wandering the area unaccompanied, and she couldn’t help wondering if she was lost.