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.]

Comments

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

It's better than thinking you've gone crazy because you can't make it stop.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Keane looks as though Nagi just slapped him, and actually pales a bit. His eyes, however, seem to get darker as he glowers.] I'm not crazy.

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

I know. That's why I'm telling you this is real.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

I'd kind of have to be crazy to buy that.

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

[Nagi sighs. He can understand the reason for the insistence that this isn't real, but he doesn't know what to do other than get this younger Schuldig something to drink and eat.]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Clinging to the reality he's sure of is both a personal survival technique and something that the instructors at Rosenkrüs beat even more strongly into his head, so shifting him from this conviction will be exceedingly difficult for anyone.] ...so are you being nice because you think I'm Schuldig?

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

I think you will be him.

[Nagi's just repaying Schuldig's awkward niceness, since it's bound to confuse or annoy him when he gets back to normal.]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

Oh. So this is sort of...payback? [The boy is tilting his head, clearly listening in on Nagi's thoughts.]

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

More like a small joke.

[And now Nagi is very curious about what happened in that hell to turn him into the Schuldig he's familiar with.]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

I...don't know what happened. Maybe it hasn't yet. He doesn't seem much like me at all. [The boy looks a bit troubled by this.] Apparently I even change my name...but I don't even know what I might become guilty of.

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

I don't know that either. I don't think any of us do.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

You don't? Don't you work with h - me?

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but we don't know a lot about each other's pasts. You know the most from being in our heads, but that's it.

[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.]

[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]

[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]

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.]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Nagi will have blue eyes searching his face as the boy sifts through this knowledge.] They're enemies?

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

[He nods and blows up a wind for a moment to take out a bit of frustation.]

Yeah, they are.