soreplaceable: (These little wonders...)
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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 ))

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-14 03:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com
[Dist grabs Ion as he stumbles, careful not to hurt him, and holds him to his side for a moment, before moving to get some sort of distance between them. Not much - he still wanted to maintain Ion's balance - but enough to not be so smothering. Dist had never been the touchy-feely type, after all. Especially not now, not with Ion. There were too many things, strange and unwanted thoughts, memories, and emotions, that Dist didn't want to dig up by being too near him.

But again, he couldn't leave him here, so he takes another slow, calculated step.]


Steady now...

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Date: 2011-05-14 03:21 am (UTC)
distressedude: (But where are we going?)
From: [personal profile] distressedude
[The one benefit of that stumble is that is directed Ion's attention to the ground. His legs had been the reason he almost fell, so maybe if he watched and mimicked, he could do this?]

[Whatever it was they were doing, at least. Was this "standing"...?]

[He took a slow step, shifting his weight to one leg as he lifted the other for another step. It was slow moving, certainly, but the more steps he took, the more steady he became.]

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Date: 2011-05-14 03:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com
[Dist notices how fast Ion could learn, and his brow shot up with fascination. Just barely a day or so 'old' and already he could comprehend speech, could stand, and even walk to a degree...truly astonishing. Ion wasn't like most replicas. He must have been - for lack of a better term - installed with a certain level of intellect. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. It still struck a terrible resemblance to caring for a small child, but...it couldn't be so bad. And once he got Ion back to Nephry, she could care for him.

That's what he hoped for, at least. Dist cracked a smile, despite himself, as Ion progressed, and then it was gone a second later. Rrgh, stupid emotions! Stupid Malnosso, putting him in this situation, curse them for every thing that they did to him!]


...Good. Keep walking.

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-14 04:06 am (UTC)
distressedude: (Were you talking to me?)
From: [personal profile] distressedude
[With such a limited time frame to work with until the original's passing, these replicas had to be fast learners.]

[Eventually he gets to a point where he doesn't need too much support to keep walking. But that doesn't stop him from at least keeping a grip on Dist's sleeve, just for the reassurance that he wouldn't hit the ground if he tripped again.]

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Date: 2011-05-15 10:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com
[Dist can see Ion's improvement as he walks, so he's puzzled by the notion of Ion continuing to hold onto him. He looks stable enough, so why hold on? Making a face or mild irritation, Dist tries to shake the boy off, though it's not nearly as violent as jerking his arm away. It doesn't do much, but he hopes Ion will get the message and let go. Lorelei forbid someone sees this...

Regardless, he takes Ion back toward house one. It should take long, the central plaza was relatively close to his old home.]

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Date: 2011-05-15 10:13 pm (UTC)
distressedude: (I see you creepin')
From: [personal profile] distressedude
[Every time Dist successfully shook Ion off, he stopped walking. Ion doesn't quite understand why they're moving in this direction, nor that Dist wants him to keep following. As far as he knows, letting go is a sign that he doesn't want him to go with him. And in the seconds it takes Dist to start pulling Ion along again, he almost feels sad at the notion that he might be left there alone again.]

[But none of that shows on his face, as he remains neutral even when they arrive. He didn't know what the place he was in before was, and he certainly doesn't know what this place was.]

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Date: 2011-05-15 10:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com
[Focused more on the task at hand that Ion, Dist can't really pick up on Ion's emotional quirks, and keeps tugging him along carefully when he stops, frowning. He even kept muttering for Ion to hurry up and "keep walking". That, or he'd wave him over. Dist hated to clip his sentences or make commands like the boy was some kind of dog, but he did tell him to "come" as well, once.

Slow-going as their journey was, Dist sighed and knocked his knuckles on the door to house one when they finally arrive. Good grief...that took far too long than usual. But whatever, he's going to give Ion back to Nephry now, at last. Give him to her and leave, that was his plan.]
Edited Date: 2011-05-15 10:32 pm (UTC)

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Date: 2011-05-16 02:08 am (UTC)
silversnowfall: (smile)
From: [personal profile] silversnowfall
[Not expecting any visitors, it's a surprise in more than one way as she opens the door to find Saphir and Ion there.]

...You're all right.

[that half-sigh of absolute relief, accompanied by a smile, could easily be for either of them.]

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Date: 2011-05-16 02:12 am (UTC)
distressedude: (But who was phone?)
From: [personal profile] distressedude
[All right, yes, but Ion hadn't been expecting the door to suddenly open like that and his eyes widened, leading to his clinging just a bit tighter to Dist's sleeve and nearly ducking behind him.]

[But when he sees Nephry, his expression turns to one of curiousity.]

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Date: 2011-05-16 02:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com
[Dist wriggles his arm absently once Ion grabs hold, his eyes locked on Nephry. For a moment, he can't find the words to say when he sees her again, after so long, and averts his gaze. Ugh...ugh, that damn experiment. He wasn't ready to face her yet. Thankfully, though, her attention shifts to Ion, and he makes a moot point of correcting her statement.]

Oh, yes...physically, perhaps. [He'd have to run a few tests to make sure of that. Heaven knows that the Malnosso could and would do more than alter Ion's "age". If he was unstable as well...] He's been altered, Nephry. I have reason to believe he was de-aged to moments after his creation.

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Date: 2011-05-16 03:01 am (UTC)
silversnowfall: (well...)
From: [personal profile] silversnowfall
[her smile doesn't falter until he says the word 'altered,' and then it's instant concern all over]

Come inside.

[no. Arguments.]

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Date: 2011-05-16 03:04 am (UTC)
distressedude: (Gdit why so short?)
From: [personal profile] distressedude
[Inside? Is that in here? Ion isn't too sure, but he clings just a bit closer to Dist's side. Right now, he's the only thing he feels like he really knows right now.]

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Date: 2011-05-16 03:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com
[Any other time, Dist would hesitate, or turn cheek and leave as fast as he could. This situation was different, though. This was just business, was what his mind kept telling him. Just business...then he could leave, like he wanted.

lacing a hand gently on Ion's back, the man ushers him inside with a small command.]


In.

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Date: 2011-05-16 03:13 am (UTC)
silversnowfall: (into consideration)
From: [personal profile] silversnowfall
[Nephry makes room for them to pass, and will take over for Dist in guiding Ion to sit down on the sofa. With a gentle smile, she asks him to stay there for a moment.

Then she will pull Dist aside, to the other side of the room, and try to keep her voice down]


What exactly does this mean?

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-16 03:18 am (UTC)
distressedude: (Would you hurt this face?)
From: [personal profile] distressedude
[Ion will sit on the sofa when instructed, and even stay when instructed to do so. But his eyes remain focused on Dist and Nephry, the look on his face slowly turning to one of concern. They aren't going to leave him alone, are they?]

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-16 03:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com
[Oh, thank goodness, freedom. If only for a moment, Dist feels much better. He's not used to having anything or anyone touching him so often. It was definitely...strange. He wasn't sure just how to react to it, especially since he didn't want to damage Ion, especially in such a delicate stage like this.

As he's take away, he sighs, and pushes up his glasses as he glances back at Ion. Time for a good old fonic researcher explanation.]


Exactly as I stated. Ion was, I believe, de-aged by the Malnosso to the point just after his creation. I can't be certain, as I wasn't involved in the replication of the original Ion, but he seems capable of basic speech and, though somewhat limited, he is capable of understanding certain commands. The intellect and knowledge is there, presumably by a delicately placed programming, but untapped. It'll take some time to teach him, but he's not completely incompetent. He will need care, however, which I know you can provide, Nephry.

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-16 03:38 am (UTC)
silversnowfall: (oh really?)
From: [personal profile] silversnowfall
And he will need someone with a much deeper understanding of replicas than I have. [which would be you, Saphir.] We don't know how long this will last, after all.

...How did you get him to follow you?

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-16 03:43 am (UTC)
distressedude: (Alone)
From: [personal profile] distressedude
[There is a lot of talking going on that Ion doesn't understand. He heard his name mentioned once or twice, and visibly perked up a bit at the mention.]

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-16 03:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com
Understandable. I do hope Jade arrives in good time once he's informed.

[Hell no. He saw through that plan and had just the right counter. Besides, he has a better relationship with the boy anyway. It'd be easier for Jade to examine and relay any information - not him.

The question makes Dist glance quickly back at Ion and his lips curl into a bit of a smirk.]


It seems he hasn't shed one of his more characteristic traits. He's overly trusting.

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-16 03:59 am (UTC)
silversnowfall: (is that so)
From: [personal profile] silversnowfall
I hadn't planned on calling Jade. [What would the point be? Saphir was already here, and had Ion's trust.] Not with the intent of forcing him to come here.

[but there are more important things at hand than this half-veiled argument about whether or not Dist is staying. Nephry sighs and walks over to Ion again]

Are you hungry?

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-16 04:05 am (UTC)
distressedude: (Omai what do we have here?)
From: [personal profile] distressedude
[Ion looks up at Nephry with that same curious face, not quite understanding what she's asking. He registered it was a question, but it wasn't a question he knew the answer to.]

Hungry? [He says the word as though he has no idea what it means.]

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-16 04:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com
[Dist had a witty remark waiting, but was cut off when Nephry, of all people, ignored him. How could she--?! Hmph, well then! Dist observes the scene for a moment or two longer, just to see how it pans out, before gazing longingly at the door and heading towards it. She seemed to have everything under control, so maybe if he just sneaked away quietly...]

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-16 04:16 am (UTC)
silversnowfall: (oh really?)
From: [personal profile] silversnowfall
Saphir, stay with Ion while I get something for him out of the kitchen. [and she's looking right at him, brown eyes narrowed (in a way that is probably scary-familiar for him) to meet his]

He trusts you, and I don't want anything to happen to him.

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-16 04:36 am (UTC)
distressedude: (Sad day...)
From: [personal profile] distressedude
[Ion isn't sure if he said the right thing or not, but suddenly that didn't matter when he saw Dist heading towards the door. That was where they came inside. This was inside. If he went out the door, he wouldn't be inside, and he wouldn't be here... right?]

[He didn't want that. Ion didn't know who this person was, but he knew Dist, and he had called him "Ion". And he didn't want Dist to leave.]

[And so, he suddenly got up to his feet and walked quickly across the room, nearly stumbling to the ground before grabbing onto Dist's sleeve again.]

[When he held onto Dist's sleeve before, Dist didn't leave him behind. So that meant it had to work again! ...right?]

[Action]

Date: 2011-05-17 06:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com
[Stopping in his tracks the moment Nephry speaks, Dist is about to comment that she's out of her mind. He's no babysitter, and he's certainly no one's father. Not anymore, at least. He meets her glare with a look of discomfort, the words washing off his lips much like the color as well. Eerily familiar, oh yes. It's a face he won't soon forget, as it continues to haunt his memories to this day. Jade, whyyy? ;A;

But the most uncomfortable moment comes when he's suddenly latched onto by the young Fon Master. Stumbling, Dist catches himself and looks down at Ion is shock. What in the world?!]


R-Release me at once!

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