soreplaceable | 014 ~ [Action]

[It was late last night when Ion was taken from the village, and it had been done so quietly it might have been impossible to know he was gone if his bedding hadn't been thrown around the room.]

[But he wasn't gone for very long, as it's less than a day later that Ion returns to the village sometime in the early evening. At a glance, he might just be mistaken for another new feather: he's sitting on the ground near the plaza, wearing those same white new feather pants with a somewhat confused look on his face. But to those who know him well, they might also notice his hair looks a few inches shorter than usual.]

[He isn't doing much, likely because he doesn't know what he should do. What does one do after they've just been born? Should someone walk by, he'll turn his head to stare at them, but he won't say anything.]

(( ooc: Since I've wanted to do this since forever and finally have the time: Ion is going to be de-aged (from 15~ to 12) for a little while! Although Ion has technically gone back to being a "newborn", Fon Master replicas were born with most of their basic functions rather than as a blank slate, so he'll eventually be able to talk and walk once he realizes what those functions are. He'll start out a little slow, but he's a very quick learner! Just don't expect him to know what anything is at first. |Db ))

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[The initial thrill of tasting sour for the first time was quickly replaced with his newfound understanding of hunger. The second the plate is brought down on the table and Nephry steps away, he digs into the plate and quickly eats up the rest of the fruit. There's a slight pause when he picks up a cracker, as if wondering whether it was meant to be eaten or not. But after trying one and finding it satisfactory, he goes ahead and eats the rest of the food on the plate as well.]

[Of course, he was still getting the hang of this "eating" thing, so he probably looks just a bit messy right now. His lap is full of crumbs from the crackers.]

[Dist observes for a moment or two longer before his curiosity seems to sort of fizzle out. It was still there, just not as prominent. Plus, if he was to really observe in a scientific sense, he should be taking notes and regarding the ones he had on-hand. In fact...he's curious about all this belongings that he left behind, especially his research. He only took the bare essentials when he left, after all, and makes a beeline for his old room to check up on them.

He can do that much, right? Dist looks over his shoulder nervously, as if expecting his second shadow to be trailing along behind him.]

[Hey Dist.]

[Dist.]

[Hey Dist.]

[Guess who just let out a very tiny gasp before jumping to his feet to follow?]

[At least he isn't clinging this time?]

[GEE, I WONDER.

Dist isn't surprised to see Ion scuttle to his feet and attempt to follow. He lets out an irritated sigh, hastening his pace to gather his research and get out of his room. Heaven knows he didn't want a small and curious child - replica or not - mussing about with his personal belongings.

He emerges from his room with a book and a few journals under his arm, shutting the door behind him, just in time to meet the young replica. This was getting pretty irksome. He'd never signed up to be a literal mother hen.]

I'm right here.

[Ion stops quickly when Dist suddenly exits his room, making sure not to run into him or stumble to the floor. He still isn't entirely sure what's going on, but if Dist brought him here, Dist must know what's going on. And, having been made with the conditioning for following orders, he can't help but adhere to those that give them.]

[He stares up at Dist for a moment with that same expression before mimicking his words back to him.]

I'm right here.

...So you are.

[Which is getting more and more frustrating. Dist can't leave without Ion scurrying to follow him, could he? That's not what he had planned. He planned to drop off Ion, maybe give him a little examination - to make certain his fonons were stable and the Malnosso hadn't stressed anything - then left. He doesn't want to linger here, among his enemies and the awkward and unwanted memories.

He motions for Ion to follow him to the living room again, even if it's unnecessary. The boy was sure to follow regardless.]

Come.

Edited 2011-05-20 00:17 (UTC)

[Yes, as a matter of fact, he does. Dist was familiar and Dist knew his name. Not knowing what much of anything else was, what else could he do but tag along behind him?]

[Of course, Nephry would probably enter into that same zone of recognition once he knew her name. As it stands, she's recognizable as someone associated with Dist. And food. And food was a good thing, so... she must be good too!]

[Dist returns to the living room with Ion, looking forlorn and slightly irate. He just wanted to get back to his apartment, but with the baby duckling trailing along, that was impossible. Plus, he promised he'd stay. Then there was Nephry's ire he didn't want to bring upon... Ugh. He felt like a prisoner all over again.

He instructs Ion to sit...somewhere, then looks around for Nephry briefly before he slumps into his own chair, filing through his notes and the books he brought with him almost instantly. He'll let the boy eat and drink some more before giving him a basic examination. Heart, lungs, eyes, hearing, and reflexes.]

What a bother...