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

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Well, if you'd like you can come crash at my house. We've got plenty of room and I doubt the kids'll bother you.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

You have kids?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Well, sorta. [He makes a face. He knew Nagi would kill him, literally, if he ever heard Ken referring to him as 'his kid']

This place assigns us families and I got stuck in the dad slot. I don't really mind, I like kids. It's just weird when a town thinks your a dad of an 11 year old girl when you're only 19 yourself.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Keane looks understandably baffled by this. But he also looks tired.] ...okay. [He's probably decided it's not worth trying to figure out.] Where do you live?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Not far from here. Just let me pay the bill and we'll go, ok?

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

Okay. [Keane will wait obediently.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[He stands up and pays the nice lady, and comes back to the table.]

Alright. Let's go.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[He gets to his feet and will follow Ken quietly to the man's house. His refusal to go crazy regardless of the provocations Rosenkrüs might throw at him has demonstrated a stubborn streak, but Schuldig's openly rebellious nature doesn't seem evident yet.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[He takes Keane inside and looks around at the shoes to see who's home.]

Nagi's probably at Crawford's still, so you can use his room.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Keane looks uncertain.] I should probably go see Brad... [Eventually. He can't help but want to take advantage of these foreign feelings of security he's experiencing around Ken; napping here will be the most peaceful sleep he's had since he was first discovered by Rosenkrüs.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

He'll still be here when you wake up. [He points out Nagi's room]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

Thanks. [Keane pauses before heading there, though, giving Ken a long, probing look that's accompanied by a telepathic once-over. There's a distinct feel as though the boy is memorizing him, mind and body.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[It makes him a little uncomfortable, mainly because he's not used to that look. But then again, he wasn't used to standing out from the crowds appearance wise. ]

Have a good nap.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

I'll try. [Sleeping has never been easy for him.] I still don't know if this is real - but it's nice.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

It's real enough for now. Isn't that what matters?

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Keane considers this for a moment, then smiles. Ken would do well to remember it; by the time he becomes Schuldig, the boy will have all but forgotten any curve of the lips that isn't sardonic.] Yeah. [And with that, he'll vanish into Nagi's room.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[He stands outside the room for a minute, then shakes his head. He wasn't sure if he would think this was real or a dream when it all ended. Ah well.

Downstairs to make some tea and think.]