#scelestus interaction

          SCELESTUS— NORMALLY PEOPLE WOULD QUESTION the appearance of a smaller than usual 5-year-old with their hands vividly dirtied with something dark coloured and a blank expression on their face all on their own. It was almost as if he was spacing out, dazed because of something.

         SCELESTUS— THE BRUISED CHILD KNEW BETTER THAN TO EXPECT help from anyone-- any adult or even peers-- his blank expressions drew hatred and aggression, deemed to be satanically possessed.  Thus even with his family still around, he tends to live from meal to meal, from shelter to shelter, and hardly ever comes home. Seeing the newly opened bakery, Vincent decided that it should be only natural for them not to be as wary as most people around here--- which led to him sneaking in from between the workers and the customers, his hand outstretched to the glossy baked goods lined up.

         SCELESTUS— A SILENT MOMENT IS ONLY DISTURBED by a quiet tug on fabric and he looks up at Hadria with questioning eyes. “Can I get another, please?” Pleading eyes turned up at her. 

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         SCELESTUS— CHILD SMALL FOR HIS AGE IS QUICK to hide behind her, small dirtied hands clinging to her as he pants quietly, children around three years his elder coming up after him-- clearly chasing him for whatever reason. They seem annoyed at her presence, but try to just pass by her to get to him in the hope she won’t care like most adults around seem to.

(( gonna pinch his widdle cheeks ))