towerofanimus | Exploring! The maze! [open]

Characters: Romeo, Molly, Tavros ?, Anyone else who wants to get lost in the maze! Or is in the maze already. The more the merrier!
Setting: Meeting at the steps about to go up to the maze
Format: anything you like!
Summary: Meeting to explore the next floor together, probably getting helplessly lost and scared. Hopefully they will emerge safely!
Warnings: not at the moment, probably fear based stuff, will keep updating

Romeo sat on the steps bouncing in excitment. He was waiting for Molly because they had agreed to go up to the next floor together! They were going to see what was up there, the other floors that had mysteriously appeared (Romeo had no idea how they had been built over night, he suspected magic) all had been really strange but fun and he was hoping the next floor wasn't boring.

He was wearing his superhero costume again, because you never knew when people might need rescued and exploring new places was a very heroish thing to do. He loooked around again wondering where Molly had got to.

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Romeo nodded and grinned again, he guessed the boy must of not had many friends before, which was sad. "Yep friends!" Because even though the Doctor had told him the world hadn't ended there still wern't many other kids here and so they should stick together, "I'm Romeo! What's your name?"

Ienzo blinked for a moment, attempting to keep up with the seemingly boundless energy that Romeo emitted. (Wait until he met Molly.) This was another thing he wasn't quite used to -- the closest thing he had to a personality like Romeo's was probably Braig, and he was just a slacker who didn't take anything seriously, so that really wasn't the same. But eventually, he sorted through all of the (mildly frightening) signals Romeo was tossing out, and provided a response of his own:

"...Ienzo."

"Hello Ienzo! It's nice to meet you!" He smiled again though the boy seemed almost frightened, just like Michealo really. "How old are you Ienzo?"

Ah. He was getting used to this. He was able to understand the question relatively well through the high-pitched squealing of Romeo's voice (or at least, that's what it sounded like to him), but it still took a few moments before he continued the conversation. "...Eight..."

Romeo smiled again, "Eight! I'm eleven," he smiled again trying to reasure the other boy but probably scaring him, "When did you come here? Are you all alone, or did some people you know come too?"

Oh, now he's giving two questions. Oh dear. Um...

"...O-only about a week ago..." he murmured, taking an involuntary step back. He conveniently forgot to answer the second question because HUMAN INTERACTION AHHH.

OOC: Ienzo needs more '...eep! O_O' icons.

Romeo noticed the step back and bit his lip before he asked more questions. He didn't want to scare his new friend, after all he was older then Ienzo and should make sure he was alright, look after him. "I'm not going to hurt you Ienzo," he said with another smile, in a softer voice.

"Here," he reached into the pocket of his jacket-made-cloak and pulled out a white weasel. "This is my friend, his name is Piccolo," he held him out to Ienzo.

ooc: Yes Romeo, throwing rodants at people is a sure way to calm them down... sob sorry Ienzo!

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After a few moments of non-responsiveness, Ienzo's face returned to its usual emotionless state. This had been a... bad experience, yes, but what had caused him to get so scared so easily? (It is worth noting that for all of his book smarts, and with eight years to contemplate it, Ienzo has still failed to realize that he is human in that he has emotions and fears and all that nonsense, and yet a surprising amount of time is dedicated to stifling such things.)

Ienzo frowned slightly at the small white creature introduced as Piccolo, not registering that he was probably supposed to take it. However, he did bend down slightly to get a closer look at the unfamiliar beast. "...What... what creature is this...?" It certainly wasn't anything he had seen.

Romeo continued smiling reasuringly even through the moments of non-responsiveness, Piccolo wriggled his nose, waking up from his nap. "Piccolo is a weasel, he came with me from Italy you can hold him if you like, he's friendly!"

"Italy..." he murmured. "...Is that your world of origin, then...?" He stood up and focused his attention on Romeo again, while making a mental note to search for further information on this 'weasel' creature.

Romeo smiled and nodded, "Well, Italy is my country and my world is called Earth I guess, but we call it the world because I thought it was the only one before I got here. What's the place you come from called?"

Ah... so if Italy is merely a country... that would definitely be one of the larger worlds. Compared to his homeworld, at least, which is so small that it barely encompasses a city-state area. And that city-state world is called: "...Radiant Garden..."

"Oh, so your whole world is just one city?" He blinked, "Is there lots of people there?"

"...That depends on the scale and comparison..." he said quietly. "...But... I suppose so..." There was a pause. "...Though... I'm sure your world must easily be the larger of the two..."

Romeo blinked, Ienzo sounded so much like an adult it was a little scary, Romeo thought he would have got on with Alfredo very well. "Do you like reading Ienzo?" He asked, because he knew not everyone did; Molly thought it was boring.

Okay, where had this one come from? What a random question. But it was true nonetheless. "...Yes..." ...And of course, Ienzo turned his answer into the understatement of the century, as usual. He did like reading. He was reading practically every moment of free time he had for the past five or six years. No kidding.

Romeo broke out into another huge grin, "I thought so! I like reading too, though I'm not that great at it yet, I'm still learning. Have you found the library here?"

In lieu of needless talking for such a simple question (because obviously Ienzo was against needless talking), the boy simply nodded once. He made no indication that he had not been seen anywhere that wasn't the library for several days afterward.

Romeo nodded, "It's great isn't it! Af..." Then he stopped as a blur that was only recognisable as Molly because of her shouted words flew past. "That's my friend Ienzo, let's go!"

Exploring! The maze! [open]

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Lol Ienzo, you have just gained one big brother, hope you don't mind too much :P

Inner Ienzo: /hides

d'awwwwww

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