#starmuscd

haruhi’s abrupt movement is more then enough to catch yui’s attention. the red-ribboned girl rises from where she was crouched to rub chaco’s chin. the dog himself huffs at the departure of affection, then starts to scratch his ear with his back leg.

yui is no stranger to distress; it’s practically her neighbor. therefore, it’s hardly a heartbeat before she’s closer to haruhi’s side. unnatural reddish-brown eyes linger in a concerned stare. the uneasy silence is soon broken by a soft jingling of chaco’s collar as he moves, sniffing the ground nearby. yui slackens her hold on his leash a bit, letting her bandaged arm relax to allow her dog a hint more investigative freedom.

her stare has not moved from haruhi; the intent gaze of someone who knows something is up.

@starmuscd is lost in Wonderland:

❝ Oh, my. ❞ Her gaze focuses, and Goldia peers from behind the construct she had been behind as she looks at the other-- she hadn't been well-hidden, in all honesty, and with the creatures sometimes appearing, she's always on her toes! But this is the first human-esque being she's seen since she got here, ❝ ...Hello, sir? Um... are you familiar with this place? ❞ It's awkward, sure, but she hopes she's friendly enough. // from goldia (@starmuscd), hi kiraaaa :3c

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ His head raises at the sound of sir and he can only assume that the word is directed at him. The voice of a young girl as he turned to face her and he's met with such wide red eyes. She has question in her tone and it's easy to see that she is not entirely new here but is most certainly lost so he will - as he usually does - do whatever he can to assist her.

Black Wind is not here to scold him once again for doing so either.

So he's allowing a smile to cross over hidden lips that rest just behind thin metal while he meets her gaze. She wants to know if he is familiar with this place - which indicates to him that she is, in fact, not.

"Hello to you as well. I am familiar with this place, yes. Are you lost, young one? I can assist you, if you'd like."

It's a gentle song he sings on soft tones of each and every word. There is no need to be rude to her, or speak in a way that could frighten. Wonderland already contains it's own share of horrors, so there is no need to startle the child when she is already so very visibly disturbed.

And he's taking in the sight of her. Pinks and whites. Frills and fluff and long brunette locks hanging just past her waist.

"This world is a place called Wonderland. Do you remember how you got here per chance?" His voice continues to carry gentle as he speaks, shifting to turn himself around to her fully. She doesn't look to be much older than the Hayakawas if he had to take a guess. Another child pulled into such a world and he can feel his heart sinking at the thought.

Hopefully he can find this one a home...at least somewhere she can find some sort of peace. Perhaps her parents are around.

@starmuscd asked the summoner:

❝ ...Mister. ❞ Her voice is quiet, careful, unsure for a little girl like herself-- Yuzu is not the type to ask questions, she's not the type to bring up this kind of thing, but she hears it, and it's been ringing in her ears the entire time, ❝ Mister Kaze, ❞ she starts again, a hand finally raising towards his bandolier, ❝ your bullets-- why are they screaming? ❞ // from yuzu (@starmuscd), hii quen hi

Another child lured in by the siren's call of this world - traversing the warped landscape alone, likely with no way to go back home. A sorry fate, one he wished on no living thing. He could sense her approach before he could see her - the petite frame of a little girl, dark umber hair and wide hazel eyes, filled with uncertainty. A fluffy backpack, one which he swiftly dismissed as an imitation, nothing like Ai's living handbag.

All in all, she seemed like a normal human being. Almost. There was something haunted in her eyes, like a weight had shackled her spirit. Whatever that energy was - he could hardly tell at first glance, but its presence did not elude the Soil mage.

She finally spoke, having mustered up the courage to bother the towering stranger. The Hunter's ocean gaze was a smothering one, whisking away words with ease. For a moment she seemed to hesitate, as though his attention had proved too daunting. But then - she said it: a name by which he was known to very few indeed. And a question he hardly expected from a human.

Huh, so she could hear them.

"Who gave you this name, kid?" He replied with an inquiry of his own. The sharpness of his night-deep voice was dulled, softened in an effort not to scare away the shipwrecked soul. "Do you know Ai and Yu?"

The summoner's one hand rested upon his belt within the darkness of his cape. Yes, this child... she could listen well, if she could hear such hidden things. The spirit sand stirred within its casings, quivering and twisting in a painful haze. The Soil was not happy, and it had been this way ever since he entered the sector.

a tilt of their head was all that indicated they were considering this offer -- the teenager had no desire to force many expressions today, much unlike the beaming classmate before them. especially after such a grueling hour of powerpoint presentations to the whole class, they were due for a well-deserved break.

'desire' was a tricky thing for them in the first place. and yet, what was it that had their fingers drumming on the desk, and a string of ideas forming with each subsequent tap?

"i can pick locks," they said, in a voice that was rather monotone, but lovely-pitched regardless. "but ... it'd have to be timed good. can't afford to get detention and skip cram school."

a frown scrunched up their features. perhaps they aren't as lacking in expressions as they thought.

...mother's day...he sighs a lil and slips his phone into his pocket, standing up and just kinda staring up at the sky for a moment.