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Fourteen Rose Petals Fall - [Accidental Voice]

[It was a crash of thunder and lightning that first woke him up. It was also that crash of thunder and lightning that told Saphir that he was definitely not where he should be. It never rained in Keterburg, just snowed almost constantly. He'd never really experienced anything like a lightning storm before either, so needless to say he's very terrified by the booming sounds above, and the streaks of lightning as they flash overhead. Each one makes him jump, and choke out a loud gasp and cry.

Not only that, but he's horribly dressed for this weather and shivering pretty badly. Was this some kind of prank or something?! Peony was always pulling pranks on him, and making Jade do it, too! Jade would never do anything like this if Peony didn't instigate it in the first place. He was Saphir's best friend, after all! But still, Jade and Peony couldn't have taken him to some place other than Keterburg or, at the very least, the harbor. There was just no way, and the Professor would never allow it. Something was clearly not right about the place he now found himself in...

Thankfully, though now soggy and rather wet, there was an odd book of sorts next to him when he woke up. It even had his name on it, though the language was strange...different from the usual fonic language he knew, and even ancient Ispanian that the Professor taught in some of her lessons. Still, the book was some kind of fontech device, and the young boy clung desperately to it, as if it were his only lifeline as he puttered through the village plaza, huddling in a nook between some of the shops. He curled up there, shivering, scared, and confused.]

J-Jade... [He sniffled, a whine quickly dissolving into quiet sobs.] P-Professor? Where...where are you?! I-I don't know where I am! Peony, i-if this is a joke, i-it's not funny! I-I'll tell the Professor, I'll--! J-Jade...uuh...

[OOC: So basically, Dist is his tiny, cute, and snuffly kid self. He's just nine years old, quite a crybaby, but pretty decent compared to his older self. He'll probably be small for at most two weeks, probably. All tags will be from

minifontaku, as well. |Db]

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[Luceti. Saphir repeats it in his mind a few times, to properly remember it, then nods. He makes a slightly frustrated pout, having to wait for an answer is perhaps any and every child's biggest pet-peeve, but he's relatively patient. And the Professor just wanted him to get dry, right? Right.

But what's this about living with another stranger? With a muted whine, Saphir nods again and takes Gelda's hand.]

Okay, Professor Nebilim...

[He seems resigned that he won't get any answers until later, so he'll clam up for a little while.]

[She gives his hand a quick squeeze, before raising her umbrella over their heads and leading the way out of the bakery.]

The weather is absolutely terrible today. I'm sure you'll feel better once you've had a bath and you can change into dry clothes.

[Nrrgh, going outside the bakery means going back out into the storm. Saphir grips Gelda's hand rather tightly, and stays close to her side, the booming thunder above making him flinch almost every time.]

I-I don't like this weather...

[She's spent such a long time trying to get used to "Dist", it's a little strange to be with Saphir again. Even so, her grip on his hand won't waver.]

Neither do I. It's quite different from Keterburg, isn't it?

[Well, that's good, because by the time they're even somewhat near to the clothing store, Saphir will be all but latched to Geld'a side, a sniffling and shaking mess. He's certainly very cold, but he's also rather frightened of the weather.]

It is! I-I like the snow better! The snow isn't so loud most of the time...a-and it just looks nicer, and you can actually play in it. You can't play in weather like this, I hate it!

The weather isn't always like this, here. There was still snow about a month ago. And I'm sure that in a few more months' time, the temperature will be so high that you can walk around in a T-shirt.

[She hurries forward to open the door for Saphir. The sooner he gets inside, the better.]

Really? It doesn't just stay the same like in Keterburg? And it's warm and cold, too? Like the other places in Auldrant?

[That's pretty strange for someone who's never really experienced different climates before, but also really cool. Still, he's curious as to just how he got here, and what continent he was on and...everything, really.

But for now, shelter. Shelter, warmth, and new clothes. New, dry clothes. Saphir scuttles inside, wiping his nose on his sleeve.]

[As soon as he's inside, she shuts the door again to keep the cold out. Then she strides forward, taking in the contents of the shelves. Why didn't she have the foresight to bring something to dry Saphir off?]

Let's see if they have any towels here...

[Meanwhile, Saphir will stay relatively close to the Professor - well within eyesight - but he is still a nosy and rather curious little boy. Plus, with all these crazy cloth designs and fabrics, he's certain to at least examine some of them. Right now, he's feeling a pair of jeans, rubbing his fingers on the fabric with a definite fascination and awe in his eyes.

Denim, what is.]

[Finally, she manages to uncover a towel from one of the shelves and turns to see that Saphir has discovered the wonders of fashion. She can't blame him for being so interested- all these new things must be especially amazing to a child.]

Saphir. How about you dry yourself off as much as possible while I search for some clothes for you? [She holds out the towel to him.]

[Turning his attention back toward the Professor for a moment, he wanders over and takes the offered towel, curling it around himself like a cloak. Aah, that felt much better already! He rubbed his face into the soft fabric, a little smile on his face.]

Should I change my clothes now, Professor? [He looks around for a changing room. Even though he was young, Saphir didn't exactly want to change out in the open, or stay without clothes for too long.]

[Luckily for Saphir, there is a changing room in the store. Gelda will direct him there as soon as she's gathered enough clothes for him. Goodness, what size is he? She holds up a shirt in front of him, to see if it'll fit.]

In a moment, yes. What do you think of this shirt?

[Saphir stands still when the shirt is held up against him, and nods his head. It was nice, and since he was a pretty scrawny little kid, it should fit relatively well on him.]

I like that one!

Good, good. And these pants should fit as well, right? [She folds the shirt over her arm and holds out a pair of dark blue pants.]

Uh...I-I think so. [He's not really too savvy with clothes sizes right now. But he does hold the pants up.] I can try and see if they fit.

[She feels a little embarrassed she has to bring this up, but...] Be sure to change into dry underwear first, all right?

[asfjgkrasje--Saphir's face turns a bright red, and her hides his face into the towel. He nods mutely, not meeting Gelda's eyes and just...wanders off. He'll look for said garments as he goes.]

[Let's just hope he won't remember this when he's an adult. That'd make things even more awkward. While he's changing, Gelda will search for some more clothing like socks, shoes, jackets...]

[He'll be sure not to mention it...ever. But once Saphir's done changing and stuff, he shuffles back to Gelda. His hair was a little messy, since he just ruffled it dry with the towel, but otherwise, he looks rather comfortable.]

Do I look okay, Professor?

[She places a hand on his head, partly to smoothe his hair down and partly as a comforting gesture.]

You look wonderful.

[With a short and soft laugh, Saphir smiles, feeling a swel of something pleasant warm him up on the inside just from Gelda's words. The Professor really was such a nice person, and he was so glad she was here, too.]

Are we going back now, Professor?

If you think you've found everything you need, then yes. [She's already holding a pile of clothes that should last Saphir for another week or two.]

I-I think I have everything I need... [Though it looks like Gelda's done most of the shopping for him regardless. Plus, he really just wants to go home and see Nephry. He has so much to ~~complain about~~ tell her!]

Good. Then, let's go. [She holds out her hand for Saphir again. Time to lead him home.]

Okay. [And out they go! Back into the cold, wet, scary storm...where Saphir will be clinging to Gelda all over again. So manly.]

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