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@tacticrn / LITTLE ONE.
THE LAST JERRY IS FINALLY DEVIANT . stepping over the border had confirmed his fate with a white -- hot wax seal . he can never go home -- simply make a new one here . quietly , he extends a hand to alice , eyes flickering and filled with real concern . ‘ how are you feeling , little one ? ’
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she knows that her art skill isn't the best, but she's clearly tried her best when she places the three pages (taped together) in front of jerry. on it, alice stands in the center, and she holds hands with each jerry. there's a clear effort on her part to draw every jerry individually, a missing limb here, a hat missing there, one wearing a bracelet she made... she smiles, a little nervous. "did i remember everyone?"
IC ASKS.
FOURTEEN IDENTICAL SMILES SPREAD across fourteen identical faces -- and they’re just the ones she can see . they jostle and shift in order to view alice’s picture , crying out in joy when they find themselves on the page . some even jump and point when finding their brothers ; ‘ there you are , next to me ! ’
THE MOUTHPIECE KNEELS , clearly taking the vantage point in order to view the drawing . tenderly , he lays his both hands flat , arms extended in order to bear the whole drawing without tearing any of the pages alice had taped together . ‘ can we take it and put it up somewhere ? a big poster for all of us . ’ he won’t take it without her permission , that much is clear . ‘ we love it , alice . ’
"i can't get all the way up there!" she's smiling, pulling her ponytail a little tighter and attempting to jump up onto the wall to follow ellie- she falls a little short, hitting her knees on the ground with a huff, before looking up at her. "you're like a monkey, i wish i could climb like you."
IC ASKS.
YOU SEE HER SHINING -- praise makes her glow , iridescent and proud . ‘ you’ll get it , kiddo . you just need a little more spring in your knees . ’ one leg dangles idly from the brick , hands planted firmly behind her : she longs to impress , show off her skill -- perhaps be to this girl what the fireflies had been to her . it’s safer that way . ‘ c’mere . jump up and grab my hand , ‘kay ? i’ll pull you up . ’
file ; alice , neutral.
SHE’S REACHING OUT TO HESITANTLY PET THE NOSE of hank’s dog , clicking her tongue quietly as she nods . he seems so soft , but she jumps when the blanket touches her shoulders , and she looks up at hank , wary and guarded . she pushes her shoes off with her feet , and tucks her numb soles beneath the blanket , pulling it around her and leaving one hand free to pet the dog as he moves to rest beside her . the warmth is appreciated greatly . “ what - what’s your dogs … name ? ” she asks , voice quiet and dry .
too familiar a circumstance had been set out before his eyes, and it hurts. like mist over waters, fleets over the pure torture kvetchings place him ; the girl is a swaddled mess of unfitting blankets and mismatched pillows found about his home. ( of course ! and it dawns frustration and bitter remembrance. ) god damn it. despite diligent effort and believe me, he tries, hank always manages to get himself into the craziest shit. taking in the child, at least for the night, though a damned conscience wouldn’t have let him do anything otherwise. pellets against scenic windows, the gentle yet ever-present whistle of detroit winds. he had to. muttered phrases, curses, minding his language, and takes lazuli strides to his kitchen.
❛❛ uh ... sumo. ––– i call him sumo. you know. like a big wrestler. ❜❜ and he makes comments as digits rummage throughout his cabinets in search of anything. ❛❛ think he likes you. or he’s just tryin’ to snag your blanket. one of the two. ❜❜
cont. @tacticrn
@tacticrn / LITTLE ONE.
‘ NOTHING STARTS out monumental . first , it has to grow . ’
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he brings himself down to his knees, to match the android child’s height. optics analyze head to toe ; not a word expressed .
❛ alice ? ❜ he starts calmly, the concern glistens in the reflection of his eyes . a sullen look pulls the corner of his lips. ❛ it’s okay, i won’t hurt you --- not anymore . i need you to trust me this one time . . . can you do that for me ? ❜
@tacticrn // sc // accepting !
@tacticrn / starter call.
“ are you alright, little one? ”
