combats: (you guys are such noobies)
Jacquese Foran ([personal profile] combats) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs2013-02-03 09:33 pm

( open )

Date & Time: Backdated to the week before the Uruguay mission, during timeswap.
Location: It's a whenever and wherever you want deal again!
Characters: Jacquese Foran & YOU
Summary: Jacquese is turned into his little acolyte self and is wandering around lost, come say hi.
Warnings: angry uncooperative mute child alert

[ In the compound and even outside of it, a young boy can be found walking around. A boy that might seem familiar to some. Jacquese, even without his horns and his monk robes, can still be quite recognizable. His hair is much shorter, but still long enough to be in a ponytail and the scar across his nose is still there too. The most notable differences were of course that he was much smaller and younger, looking to be about 15 years old, and the permanent scowl he was wearing on his face.

Waking up in a strange place and then being surrounded by people he'd never seen before with no familiar face in sight had been very disconcerting and it hadn't taken Jacquese long at all to decide he wanted out. He'd much rather be in the dreary Prontera Church than here, wherever 'here' was. With that in mind he'd set out to find a way out and regardless of what people told him, he kept looking. People, especially adults, couldn't be trusted after all. Father Remiel had said he'd always be there for him and where was he now? Not where Jacquese needed him, obviously.

So he sulkily keeps wandering around, getting lost and frankly not giving a shit about it. He has a mace if he gets anywhere where he needs to defend himself so he's sure he'll be just fine. ]
whatsupcroc: (☇ subdued: so much for that idea)

[personal profile] whatsupcroc 2013-02-14 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
Prontera? Um... okay! We can ask around. But...

( She does look apologetic. )

What happens if we can't find it?
hornedomen: (smile)

[personal profile] hornedomen 2013-02-14 11:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Ico moved around. His head still ached and his right horn remained wobbly, but he no longer wanted to sleep. He slowly rose to his feet. A few wounds had closed. Ico watched with amusement as he opened and closed his hand without feeling pain. He no longer needed to brace himself against the wall. However, he remained very hungry.]

Thank you, Jacquese. What are you doing out here?
whatsupcroc: (☇ consider: my thinker impression)

[personal profile] whatsupcroc 2013-02-15 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
( SHe can nod for this, holding her hands out for the tablet. )

Right, sorry, I should have guessed! Let me look and see if I can find his name for you.

( There's always that chance. If she gets the tablet in return, she'll flick her fingers over the surface, bringing up the simple search interface.

It's not going to bring him news he'll like, so she searches the archives as well. )


I'm not seeing his name listed here.
allsongs: (storms)

[personal profile] allsongs 2013-02-15 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[her eyebrows lift quickly at the sensation of magic. it straightens her as she sits, nearly to standing, her shoulders lifting with a strong inhale.

her eyes settle on his face, his mouth, watching with greater care.

and then her expression begins to shift, mouth quirking a slow-forming smile that crinkles her eyes.]


Very few peoples choose to magic me like so. [there is just the faintest glint of challenge in her eyes – but an amused one. feeling no danger from his spell makes his bold move more interesting than offensive.]

My words have magic, as well, yes.
hornedomen: (questioning)

[personal profile] hornedomen 2013-02-15 01:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ico continued to smile despite Jacquese's suspicion.]

What's over there?

[He looked where he pointed. Then he shook his head.] I don't understand. What happened to your slate? I have paper here.

[He reached for the paper he carried. To his mild surprise, it was missing.]

I must have forgotten it. There's more in the housings. Do you want to follow me? I have food there, too.

[As if on cue, his belly rumbled loudly. Ico pressed his hand over it and he laughed.]
allsongs: (ever-attentive)

[personal profile] allsongs 2013-02-15 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[it makes her limbs feel rather abuzz with undirected energy, bringing a trickle of laughter to her lips. he's so engrossed in magic himself – so very rare! especially here, where it is not just colors that are muted. rare, delightful, this sour-faced boy.

as for the question on his lips, she squints, mouth puckered for the moment she needs to parse the motions out.]


I know of no bard, silent man. I am Simmaeri, and I am to sing thousands of songs and speak thousands more words.
whatsupcroc: (☇ ask: is that all there is to it?)

[personal profile] whatsupcroc 2013-02-16 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
It has a list of all of us. I can find your name here, if you tell me it. And I guarantee it'll be here.

( Collette bites down on her lower lip. How to convey this properly? )

Did you hear how we're brought here? ( Waiting for a nod or shake, confirmation or denial. )
hornedomen: (smile)

[personal profile] hornedomen 2013-02-16 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
[He laughed softly. It was a kind laugh.]

But you sound hungry. Please, come with me. You know, there're not a lot of fruits and vegetables left. You have to go to the market early to buy them. Probably sold out now, but I have them.

[Ico walked in the direction of the housings building.]

And there's bread, cheese, sliced meat… [He was very hungry.]
whatsupcroc: (☇ consider: not sure that makes sense)

[personal profile] whatsupcroc 2013-02-18 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
( She hands her tablet back to him, wondering if he'd have anything in particular to ask. While he has her tablet, she gives him the short run-through on what mechanism brought them to Exsilium. )

We were all transported here from different places. We're not even on any of the same worlds that we used to be.
allsongs: (storms)

[personal profile] allsongs 2013-02-19 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
[acolyte. her eyes narrow again, mouthing the word after he does, placing sounds there in memory.]

You have words I do not know.
whatsupcroc: (☇ consider: potential actions)

[personal profile] whatsupcroc 2013-02-19 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
By transporter pads that reach for people in different dimensions and pull them here. It's some way advanced science! Okay, here, let me look up your name for you, see what we've got. That way I an show you the list of people brought here, too!
hornedomen: (smile)

[personal profile] hornedomen 2013-02-19 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
[It was not much longer until they were at the housings. He left the door open for Jacquese. Ico did not waste any time to get to the kitchen and begin preparing the food.]

Eat as much as you'd like.

[He did not know much about cooking beyond which meats needed to be cooked and which did not. Everything that did not need to be cooked was set on the table. All the food that did not belong to him remained in the refrigerator.

Ico could not wait for the meat to finish cooking. He ate some bread and cheese first.]

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