soreplaceable: (These little wonders...)
Fon Master Ion ([personal profile] soreplaceable) wrote2011-05-13 05:25 pm

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[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 ))
distressedude: (Would you hurt this face?)

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[personal profile] distressedude 2011-05-19 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[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.

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[identity profile] its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com 2011-05-20 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
...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)
distressedude: (These little wonders...)

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[personal profile] distressedude 2011-05-22 08:29 am (UTC)(link)
[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!]

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[identity profile] its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com 2011-05-25 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[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...