TYL Event - after Nagi's return to his normal age

[have_your_lives]

[You know who has no respect for personal property? Or, apparently, bazookas? This guy. He literally tried to just grab the thing off of Lambo, because there is no possible way wrenching a bazooka out of someone's hands could end in anything other than candy and rainbows. Or whatever would be the evil equivalent as far as Schuldig is concerned - probably tears and kicked puppies.

It's been mentioned before that Schuldig has no inkling of common sense, and this should be an excellent reminder to everyone how crippling of a disability that is.

What actually happened was that the bazooka got dropped onto hard concrete and went off more or less in the telepath's face. And instead of being blown into the bloody, quarter-sized pieces he probably deserved, he got rocketed back into the past, while his twelve-year-old self has been jerked forward in time and dumped into Mayfield.

The upshot of this is that a small, skinny boy with scruffy orange hair is prowling around Mayfield. He's dressed in worn, nondescript grey clothing and looks kind of malnourished; there are many methods of discipline in Rosenkrüs, and denial of food is actually one of the pleasanter ones. Unlike others in this same situation, he seems less confused than wary and suspicious...but those who expect Schuldig's usual personality in a smaller package will be significantly surprised if they approach him. He's fairly easy to recognize with that hair, in any case.]

[OOC: I wish I had more icons for him as a kid, but this is pretty much the only one that even looks remotely close. :| You may see a lot of it.]

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[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

Oh. [He looks troubled for a moment - and then suddenly shakes his head.] No, this is stupid. It's not real. [Apparently he'd slipped for a minute and is now reminding himself.]

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

[Whether Schuldig thinks it's real or not, it is entirely real to Nagi. He sighs for a moment, clearly not sure what else to do right now.]

[clairvoyeur.livejournal.com]

[]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Keane suspects that's not a good sign, and looks uncertainly at Crawford.] ...is it that bad?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Well, that's part of Keane's focus and that's what Ken was aiming for at this point. He'd take what he could get.]

Keane. Getting anxious about this is NOT going to help you. You have to calm down and things will seem a little less scary.

[clairvoyeur.livejournal.com]

You've been through two years already. Does it really surprise you?

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

...I didn't think it could get worse.

[clairvoyeur.livejournal.com]

It gets long. That's all.

[withsparkles.livejournal.com]

[Thinks for a moment.] Explosions!

[victimofgod.livejournal.com]

Oh?

[His grin intensifies into something particularly nasty.]

I'll bear that in mind the next time Schuldig accuses me of giving him a headache. ...I'm sure he'd love to be shown up by a boy ten years younger.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

Even if this were real, what would you want to do with me? [Clearly the boy is following Nagi's thoughts again; he's got the distant, preoccupied look of a psychic who hasn't yet learned to be more inconspicuous about when he's reading someone.]

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

Make sure you don't get killed.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

...I'm not scared. [No matter what his background or powers, in some ways Keane is very much a normal boy. This is said in the same indignant tone of any kid called out on his blatant fear.

On the other hand, denying his fright seems to have distracted him from freaking out any further, so in a roundabout way, Ken has accomplished his goal!]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Shame on you for lying to this face, Crawford. :| Which is currently looking determined.] All I need to know is that we get out.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

I didn't say you were...[His voice gentles a little] This place would wear on anyone's nerves and you kinda got yanked here. I wouldn't blame ya if you were a bit unsettled.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[This...surprises a laugh out of the older boy, if only because it's been awhile since someone's been so direct with him. Also because it's a little incongruous a demand from a kid that size.] Well, I don't have any.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Keane gives him a wary look and backs up a step. He doesn't seem cowed so much as duly cautious.] Who are you trying to harass, him or me?

[victimofgod.livejournal.com]

[He gets himself in check and shrugs idly.]

Neither. He's my friend, and you don't seem to have the same sense of humour.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[The boy looks over the quiet suburbia that surrounds them.] ...that's likely to happen?

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

It might. There are some people that don't like the older you.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Keane looks a little uncertain; he's unused to that sort of tone after a few years at Rosenkrüs, but it reaches back to a time before that which he hasn't entirely forgotten. But Rosenkrüs has left him paranoid that it's all some sort of trick, somehow.] ...you don't act like any of the instructors at all. Or anything they'd make.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

I don't know why I would. He doesn't seem to be much like me. [Which is pretty weird, and even Keane knows it. According to this place and time and the people in it - whether he believes in any of them or not - Schuldig is supposed to be him in the future. Why are they nothing alike?]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

Why? What did I do to them?

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

A lot.

[Rather than answer further with words, Nagi lets his mind roam to various things Schuldig's done to Ken and Aya, both at home and here in Mayfield.]

[victimofgod.livejournal.com]

Are you sure about that? Or is that just your perception of it?